Project Phoenix. #Z2AChallenge

"Look, we brought you two closer. We deserve a party for the effort we are doing".

The soft sunlight played hide and seek in one winter afternoon. The wind blew softly through the trees singing the afternoon song. The symphony of the song mixed with the chatter of the people added a new aroma to the music. It was lunch time and people have just started flooding the canteen. Of all the things in the world, food is a religiously followed on time. As usual Neel was out with his colleagues for lunch. While his colleagues were busy trying to decide what to eat, he was on the lookout for a perfect spot for "bird-watching". As they all settled in their seats around the table with their food plates, they get into conversations discussing about the office melodrama and sometimes about politics.

Under the cacophony of multitudes, an image caught his eye. As the words that left him started faded, the world went silent for him. He sunk slowly in the world surreal as his eyes trailed her through the crowd. It took a while for him to get back to real world, while the other people just stared at him blankly. He had everyone engrossed in his conversation when he just trailed off midway. He also forgot what he was telling. "What happened next?", his colleague asked him to get him back on the series of events he was explaining. "What happened when?", he said feeling completely confused about what they were even asking about. "I just lost her", was the only thought running though his mind right then. It didn't take much for others to realize what just happened. Everyone has in one way or the other been in similar shoes. He kept searching for her but she was just lost in the crowd.

In the week that followed he had seen her a couple of times and finally figured her lunch time. What happened next was the whole group adjusted their time table to align with the new timetable. The ritual they followed everyday apart from having lunch at a specific time was  a after-lunch walk. It was important part of the curriculum. The group had not yet seen her. This one particular day while she was walking to the canteen, he spotted her and signaled the others the she was walking with her group dressed in black. What he didn't see coming was the whole group of 8 people turned their heads to know the mystery lady who paced the heartbeats of their dear friend. That was real awkward and he believes that at the moment she realized that some guys were watching her. From that he has just tried stay casual and not to give any impression that one of the guy is hitting on her. Everyday the lunch time starts with searching her and finding a place to her, probably the adjacent table or anyone that in the line of sight. 

This one day, as he didn't spot her in the canteen, he selected a random empty table and get comfortable in his seat while his colleagues were at the counter waiting for their order. Meanwhile two more of his friends joined Neel at the table and they just started off with the lunch as they had lunch boxes with them. Meanwhile, the mystery lady makes her presence known as she goes to the counter while her friends chose a table at the far end of the canteen which is way too far from the one Neel and his gang was sitting at. While his colleagues returned with their plates to the table and realized that she was sitting at the far end of the canteen, instead of sitting at the already chosen-seated table by Neel, they just made their way to the table just next to her. The canteen was completely empty per say and Neel insisted that he won't move over there because that would just give the impression that he had been trying to hide-not hide. The other five members sat there and they called out to Neel an the two others to join the table. With a little huffing and puffing, he put the lunch back in the box and made his way to the table. The other part of the change in table also included that he would be sitting at the far end of the table which is just beside her. 

"Look, we brought you two closer. We deserve a party for the effort we are doing", said the one who had insisted on changing the table. That was the awkward 20 minutes for Neel while he ate the food with his head down. Though he didn't do anything wrong, he was one of the decent bunch. Now they everyone has helped them get close, in some way, the next task was : Project Phoenix -  Find her name . This might sound too dumb but Phoenix is the name of the project she was working in. 

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#Z2AChallenge,

because I can spell the alphabets in reverse.

##OfficeSide #OffSide #OfficeStories #Fictionalizing #Colleagues #Friends

#AlphabetP #LetterP #Day11 ( Day 13 )

An Odd Story!

Once upon a time called today, somewhere in the kingdom called The Silicon Valley, there lived a normal guy who was visibly seen but still was invisible. He wanted to keep that thing about himself the same way for all his life. But what he didn't know was that there was a lot stacked up for him. So, one fine day as he was totally clueless about what he wanted to do and no work at hand, he jumped right at the first opportunity that presented itself before him. The opportunity wasn't the best one, neither it was anywhere near good. But his idle mind was getting frustrated about being waiting for something amazing to present itself. But he knew that there was no chance in hell that there would be something amazing waiting just for him. And the work he did, he didn't know a thing. So, whatever it was, he was planning to pass some time, learning something new because what the new work was not his expertise whatsoever. 

That fine day he witnessed a junta of enthusiastic people joining the same with a confused look on their face. Almost all the people who were roped in were new to the work and they had major plans for their future. And this new thing wasn't anywhere in the path of their major plans. The following day a majority of the people came to join the work. And mind you, everyone was confused about it. But at the end of the day, everybody was feeling safe and were ready to join. And so did he thought. Lets call this guy Aman. 

The work they were roped in was scheduled to begin right away, but with a primary training for a week or two. It was early morning and only a handful of people turned up. Among them Aman was the only guy so far. A few hours passed and these guys still waited for people to turn up. But only a few handful others turned up. By the end of the the morning, there were twelve people and Aman was still the only guy. Aman was having a very bad feeling about this. But he had no idea what to do. He wanted to just leave and tell some lame excuse. But he just had no clue about how to open the exit door when he had just opened the Entry door. By the end of the day, he was roped in and he became a part of the small team. And this day changed a little bit about himself that he wanted to keep on the dark. Being the only guy in the group of ten girls wasn't a great deal. Yeah sure the people were amazing, but still. And now, Aman was in the limelight. Only if he had the charms or the looks, he would have rocked it. Only if.

The first of the comment that Aman received was something like this : "You must be happy. You are surrounded by pretty girls. Right Aman?" He was actually shocked by the comment, but he replied,"No" and that reply was for the him being happy part. But before he could say anything,"So, you don't think we all are pretty. One day all these people will bash you up."  He let out an awkward smile and tried not to maintain eye contact. Another person after looking at the group made a comment like, "Oh, you are the only guy in the group. Are you okay and comfortable?" He had no idea what to reply and he smiled and said, "Yeah, I am". But he wasn't sure what he was thinking at that time.

"You know what is the specialty of this group is? There is only one guy surrounded by pretty girls. Look he is blushing.", so says one of the instructor who is a big fan of him, not exactly. 

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"So, what about you Aman? Are you committed? You can't be Single, for all we know."

*Tries to tell that he is still single* , but the voice fades and is completely inaudible.

"I know guys like you, who are silent  but they are exactly the opposite in social life."

"I am Single only." (He had no idea how to put the words. He never had to explain himself why he was single or as a matter of fact no one asked his status. No one actually cares/d. But he doesn't think they believed him when he says that he is Single! "Oh my, WHY ?", Aman exclaimed. He thought, no, he knew he is not one of those types who would be in anyone's prince charming list. In his mind, he concluded, "Ah, whom am I kidding? Prince ? Charming ? Yeah right, in my dreams may be."

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"So what should we do know? Okay, lets make the late-comer do something. Suggest something guys!". After discussing about this and that, the late comer volunteers to do a chicken dance. Ah, great initiative. But chicken dance? Aman thought whether she was for real. So, for that a chicken dance song is required and it wasn't available on the mobile. So, they try to download. But it was taking time, a little longer than anyone had anticipated.

"So, what shall we do now?", the instructor on being bored asked for the second time.

"Aman will sing a song", someone from the crowd shouted. Aman was kind of bored and half asleep when he heard that. And then he felt like he was thrown in a cold water and it hit him with a question "WHAT????". He thought in his mind, "Me? Singing? Does anyone have a death wish or what? But I don't know any songs."

"No, Aman tell something in 5 lines. It has been like 5 days since you joined here, so a line for each day".

Aman was so dumbstruck that he had no idea as of what to say. So, he said what he says all the time, I mean shout all the time.

"I am Aman , as all of you know!". Yeah, everybody knows. I don't like that. I don't want to be the guy with too much recognition. No, it will not be of any good for me. On the contrary, I become a victim to their entertainment, but if I was entertaining them it would have been a great deal, but I end up being a stupid. So yeah, recognition my ... And then he snapped from his temporary lapse of this conversation with self.

"I like blogging and photography is my hobby".

"What do you write about?"

Though he didn't see any of the other faces except the one asking the questions, he knew that no body was interested in listening to what he had to say about blogging or what he writes about! But he replied anyway. "I write poems, fictions and daily stuff. And I have a Facebook page for each of my blog." 

"I have a photography blog also. I have a Facebook page for that as well." Yes Sir/Madam, he was publicizing. And then there is a comment from a guy. "We will like you page today." And Aman let out a smile. 

"So, we are like 30 members and by the end of the day, you will have 30 likes", the instructor said. He was actually counting on that. But 4 days have passed since then. Not. Even. A. Single. Like. Or a visitation to the blog.

But the centricity and the so-called-recognition that was there has started to fade off as everyone is realizing that this guy doesn't need that much of attention that they were showering on. As the crowd slowly started increasing and more people came into picture, soon Aman will fade out, just like he wanted it to happen.

The Hard Part.

"Leaving is hard. But sometimes life is just about it."

It was a tiring day at office. All the people who were happily enjoying their time without work or pressure were told to make a judgment on what's in for them next. Around an odd hundred people appeared for the interview. It was like the campus selections all over again, but only that these people already got the job and were awaiting some work to be assigned to them for the future endeavors, myself included. But I took rather the better path of not attending though I had the chance to lie my ass off and get into some project which eventually I would have regretted the most. But Gautham thought otherwise. He desperately wanted to get into some or the other project. But we was let down when the project he was called for didn't meet his requirements. He had a sure shot into the project but well there was no eventual growth afterwards. So, he rejected it. 

A week earlier he got a call from the previous project that he had worked on. He wanted change and change was good, per say. But he was called for the same work, but a new project and new interface. But as he had decided that he wanted change he gave reference to another person who also worked in the same project and was also awaiting for a new project. And she was none other than Asha. She had no second thoughts and accepted it right away as she felt that she was good at it and it was all she wanted to do after all. So, she got in. But our dear Gautham was still in search. He was getting agitated when he learned that the company could send them to other locations if there were a project requirement and this was not in sync with Gautham's thoughts. He wanted to stay in the same city since his hometown is nearer to him from the current city. 

But eventually like all the good in the world, good things do happen to good and patient people. Only that our beloved guy wasn't patient. He started repenting to have made the sacrifice of a project for the change he so anticipated. He was actually hell bent on getting into a project that he was ready to do the same work and avoid the change he anticipated. But nothing fruitful turned up, until a few days back. He got selected into a project which was all he had always wanted. 

Leaving is hard. But sometimes life is just about it. But leaving us would be difficult for him, I thought as he keeps telling that what a great friends we are to hang out with. But that wasn't the problem, to be specific leaving us. The problem with Gautham was that he would have to leave a person of his dreams, though he has never met her ever since their first encounter, as he would never ever come back to the same work location as her again for a long time hence. But he seems happy and excited. And he promises us to meet us on weekends. But before all, lets wish him ALL THE BEST. And there is nothing about not meeting her, there are plenty of fish in the sea. I hope he just finds the right one. Of course he will. 

On the downside, Asha is very happy with her new project and is enjoying every bit of the work she is doing. Gautham is also happy since the work location is very nice and awesome as he puts it and is very excited to start working in the new domain which he so anticipated. The rest of the crew, myself included are doing okay. Sameera might have a chance into a new project for which the interview was conducted a few days ago. Karthik is working his ass off, to achieve what, I know nothing of. Vivek is also working his ass off just like Karthik. Ofcourse they both were since they both are under the same project sitting almost near to each other and doing something that is beyond my scope. Venky, though however cocky he is , is still helping out the people in achieving their target. Eventually, before I got cut off due to some budget cuts we both were in the same team. And now he has scored more points than me in getting a new position. And no, I am not worried about it. It all the life's plan, we call it. Fate. Destiny. 

P.S. My introduction? Haha. Sorry guys, looks like there will not be one. I remember telling some of the folks to publish it however or whatever it has. I have told people that they are better than me at writing and I also have tried to prove that but they don't take up the challenge only. May be they are busy or whatever! Or simply put, they don't want to waste their time. Of course. No worries there. 

Until later

- The voice you are reading in. 

#Nameless

The K-Factor.

Who would have thought? Something as concealing as it can be and filled with a package of excellent goodies. A power-packed mind with a magnificent knowledge and unseen to the naked eye. Who would have thought? I would have. 

I always tell a friend that he is just too good for this company we are working in. I always knew he had potential and I am not lying. Ask anyone from my class, they would probably say the nicest thing they know. We sit side by side and we chat over the internet. Crazy, right ? And then I get busy doing nothing and he gets busy reading - Like Manga-Reader, some novel or a textbook from the the library. You assign him a task and he will get you what you asked for and also more. His mantra is always mysterious to me. He doesn't even look at the assigned task at the beginning. And when he starts, there is no stopping. While I might take a day or two or even more, he would do that on the same day and earlier. But he still works on it. And that is adding more. Look at that. I would be struggling to understand the question in the first place, while he would have finished and starts reading.

Highlight- SpotLight.

Your mind would blow, (in a appreciating kind of way). I mean seriously it would. We had a presentation today and that was the final presentation. As this is the Onam Season, we had a Cultural Program and later that we had our presentations. We were supposed to give the presentation and also the demonstration of the project, but due to lack of time we were told to give only the presentation. But what might be called as luck-bad or good, (bad for me, good for the others - that you will understand later). One of the faculty came by to inspect what we had done regarding the project. And my batch was in the hot seat. We started off the presentation and were suddenly stopped by the Stream Owner (the one who checks,inspects, etc) asks a question. What came to me as a shock was that he suddenly calls out my name and asks a question. And I didn't knew the answer. I was busy in my own tension and that came as a wake up call at the midnight and I was blank. But I told something which I don't myself know. (Feels like pointing a gun at my head and just pull the trigger). But as compared to the previous presentations, I think I did well, not as good, but manageable except that question. I know what people think, so I have been trying to get that out of my head and it seems impossible, somehow. Someone falsh the MIB flash which makes people forget things. Someone, anyone! Oh, no this this is not the highlight-spotlight. This is just the opposite of what happened. The real story begins now...

The Project to which we were assigned to has to be improved. We did most of the things. But we did some things which others didn't. Later this morning, this guy says that he wants to add something also. He adds it in no time, which was quite difficult or so other people said about it. My presentation part had this part and I introduced it as verbal introduction and when it came to his time to explain, he just swept everyone off their feet. Most of the things were not understandable by anyone, but he kept everyone intrigued and finally he just did an Awesome Job. And when I say awesome, it is (AWESOME)^infinity. Everyone was all praises and what else, he was too excited and was very happy about it. What more ? The Stream Owner even coined a name for him- Einstein. Well, Whatever I say would be less! Believe me, when I say it. I mean it. 

To conclude with, Mr. Einstein would be busy with some theories which just swing above my head. And a round of applause for this Genius. I am sure some day, he will be on the Google Doodle and may be he is one creating it. :D . I would have missed a great deal if he was in some other batch. 

Now the 'K' in K-Factor stands for Karthik. Also nick named as Kindle. And a recent name Einstein, wish it started with K. And a special thanks to him for being my batch-mate, or lets say, his batch-mate and a good friend/buddy/dude/pal who along with me just keep-cracking-jokes (I too am a part of that). Fun Times, I say. Real fun times.

- Chat Buddy / Batch-Mate / Friend / Pal / His-Blog-Follower / FAN.

'S-c-r-e-w-e-d'!

Note: The continuation of the teaser. Well, not a interesting one though.

Last week when I sunk back into my chair after the semester end exams were but still the laboratory and other things were left, I was waiting for this very moment. I just wanted this week to be over as fast as possible and hoped it to be a good end. If you remember or not, I mentioned myself as a superstitious person and indeed I am. So, my fate was such that my bad luck was too bad enough. 

Last week after the semester end exams I get my things to get the Project done and complete the report asap. I do complete it, somehow. Later this last Sunday, I manage to prepare a presentation as well. I was wondering what my project batch mates would be doing! That would be a rhetorical question. Anyways, moving ahead. My mind was messed up real bad by then. And also to add to my mental tension accumulated with mental pressure, some one lost my pen drive as well. So, lets say I was dealing with not-a-good-time kind of situation. I was like I did all the work and lets see whats' gonna happen. So, the two things which was really sick or from the beginning just happened to be more sickening of all.

Before I say anything, ROLL NO. 1 is not at all good. Seriously! NOT AT ALL. The four years of my Engineering Life I had to deal with the elements of the surprise(s) all the time. If there was a Viva-voce and I would be the first to be sacrificed. I clearly don't have any idea about what topics they might ask, on what they would stress more. I would be just helpful for the people following me as they can prepare themselves for the tangibility of the situation and act accordingly. I have no such choice. So the previous day, we had a comprehensive viva-voce where they were supposed to ask us about what we did in the whole Engineering Life and the questions about what we studied. We were allotted a Sir and I was quite sure that he would be asking us. But like I said My bad Luck was supposed to be the worst. There was another professor who was fond of killing(technically) students by his questions. And when I heard that he was the person who would be asking a certain part of the students the questions for comprehensive viva, I was a living-dead person. I froze within myself by looking/imagining the situation and got hyped up to the extremes. I was the bait-rat here. I was tested here. I was experimented. I was the bloody effing Roll No.1 . So the moment which I never waited to come finally came. I was totally screwed up. He asked and kept asking when I mentioned him my aggregate. I was a little high than my standard and so he kept the playing of one-sided-questionare while I looked blankly at him and din't even knew where to look. So, yeah, effing Screwed Up.

So, I get back over a messed up head and think about the next day. The coming day won't be promising at all, I say to myself. No. I am not an optimist. A pessimist to the core. And when situations like these favor my pessimism, its' not at all good. Nevertheless, I thought of showing the best in whatever situation it might be. I prepare not so good, but good enough to cover my ass. My batch mates were on the same page with me. The difference was I did the whole project and I made the presentation as well, but those guys seemed to know more than me. Well, lets just say they have more tactical approach than me and they prepared really very well when compared to me. So the moment comes when we just get in between and grab a place and start our presentation when the other faculty who was invigilating throws a comment on out project. Saying that this was nothing and they just copied it from the textbook. And also it contains more pages of result than the actual content. The reason for he saying all this is that he is my internal project guide. So when we were showing him the project for the last time he made the same comment. And this very person didn't even let us finish the presentation, wait a minute, didn't even start the presentation. The fastest to complete at the Project Review was ours and ours only. And after it was over, we called our project sir (incharge/guide) and we complained about what happened. He told us not to worry, but still my mind is a unstable freaking substance. So, I can't help but repent. And also my batch mates are totally awesome. What would the small courtesy of Thanks have done to them? I can't tell them anymore. And also they don't care me anymore for they are done with me as well as Engineering. 

After all this, and the total mess my mind still thinks about movies. So I went to this freakingly awesome movie.

So far the best movie this year as far as I can remember this years movie list which I saw. 

P.S. Bored? at my screw-up.?  Should have warned you in the beginning.

Time-Game.

Note : Skip down to the earlier post or wait for some time for another post. No! Not this. Another PP (Personal Post) and probably you won't gain anything but a waste of your time. 

A week more. I have been saying this for the past few days. Why ? Because then I don't have to worry by then, or so I think as of now. And then as I updated my status on Fb that I would be unleashing the wilderness of me, I shall definitely do that. But for now, I am worried sick. First reason My Project ! and the second reason the remaining lab exam. Though my friends would tell that there is nothing to worry and also might laugh as well. I actually don't post things like these probably lets' say I am superstitious, (Oh! Ya, I am). But my mind is kind of exploding in itself over and over again. The pas week wasn't good at all. Firstly someone loses my thing and don't even tell until I ask them to return. And boom! they lost it. May be its' easy for them to deal with such things. But not me! I am totally different and in most cases people won't have a clue about me. And I was like Banging my head over the wall, the table and everything that was in front of me. And the person who lost is a real serious genius about whom I will get back to you in my future posts. Oh! I sure have to mention the smartness and my bloody dumbness ! 

Time Game

A part of the project report was over by yesterday. But there were many too many mistakes which I realize obviously after I get back. So, I say to myself, *Beep* it, " Whatever is done, that's done and its final". Another part is left. I sure said one of my batch mate to do that part of the work. And I say that was pretty awesome. I had to do it all over again. Last night I started and calmed myself that its' not a big deal of a thing and I can complete it within an hour or so. Time was just past 12 last night. For Next one hour, I try to understand what was in the presentation that my batch mate made. I draw the conclusion on what needs to be changed which I came to know as the whole thing. So quirky did I get and along with me was Facebook. I try to ease my mind in the middle with it, still it didn't help, though. I got sleepy and haven't started what I intended to do. So, next thing I know I got a wake up call from my mom at around 7 in the morning. But still, I don't wake up. Next thing I know, its 9. So the time limit was set to 12 in the afternoon. I jolly-ed around for sometime with facebook, iPod(uploading photos) and looking at the wall unknowingly thinking about *void*(nothing). Well, I slowly started making the presentation. Time went past 12. "That was fast". Next time-limit was set to 3 ! I thought 3 hours. That would be more than enough. I start after lunch, gets pissed off, take a break, again get back to the work. And poof! , time was half past four ( my snack time) ! That was fast-fast (bullet-fast)! So, I set the next time limit to 6 ! I was pretty sure and determined to complete it by 6 ! But my determination was taken down and I lazily doze off trying to complete by 6. But no! My work never ends. Now, I was about to fix my time limit to 9, but then again I dropped it saying to myself that "It isn't helping me at all". I finally get to something near the completion and thats' it. "I can't do anything more !". That was a weird time game where I seldom changed the rules for my sake and still lost. And time was playing unfair as well. Its' not at all fair when seconds behave like minutes and minutes like hours.

 And now its half past twelve and I have to prepare/study for what I had done since last night for the presentation which is due tomorrow! I am pretty much out of order right now and my mind probably can't take anything. Thats' why I am posting this so that I can get over it and start the preparation. But now I feel sleepy! What happened to my Insomniac ability of mine ? 

P.S. : No, No. You didn't ! You did ? But why? I already warned in the beginning itself. Well, whatever! Sry for your time as I am for mine. Next Post then. :D

"If only someone could read my thoughts, the next thing he would be doing is speaking to himself or a wall in a loony bin".

There is a whole lot of wasteland building up in my mind. May be they are called Neurons biologically. I wish I could access my mind like a computer and delete the unnecessary things which keep striking me at the Bull's Eye. Every-time! I could have given a little insight inside my brain, but then you would have to go to the L-bin. 

There's project that I have to do. Some part is over and a part is left. And this part is eating my brains off. My team combined as a whole has to complete the report but I am like a single person doing all the stuff. Another person seems to be helping but not enough. Its' hard to ask, you know. But then again, it should be done. The problem is that they assume that they are giving their A-game, but seriously no. And there are mids coming up. I won't be so worried, but this time I am. I don't know why ! And there is the stress of higher studies. Well I am completely blasted. Photography is at a halt and also there are quite some new rules in the College hostel . I am actually pissed off right now. Today was supposed to be a chicken day. But those morons they cancelled it and made some crappy substitutes to it. Thank God, I told my parents not to eat here at hostel today. Right Decision. Yeah ! :D 

I was about to cross the 200 mark of the posts, but then came along something which made me go back to 197. hmm, don't want to explain that. Stupid and Crazy, it is. I have been busy these couple of days. No NO! Not Studies. You might be thinking of yourself. Not me. I am with busy with downloads and some serials. Oh yeah ADDICTED! Spartacus-The Mentalist-The Big Bang Theory- How I met your Mother-Nikita-Supernatural- Rome - Camelot - Suits - and the list goes on. So, 'Im busy all day 'n night as well. And this hold some three quarters of my insanity inside my brain. That image on the right is a photo with slow shutter speed. : Infinity ! Your Question : What relevance to this post ? NONE. Told ya' , My mind is messed up badly.

iGuess.

The most probable reason would be that I am spending more time with the laptop, either it is Project or any other work. Most of the day time as well as night, I am found in front of the bright screen in my room. I sometimes escape out to the outside, try to breath some fresh air and take some snaps. But I neither find any fresh air nor any thing interesting to take a snap. I wander the same roads and try to find a new place, but it has become obsolete, I mean this place. 

Why am I not posting frequently? (Question to self by I)

When I go home, I am found sitting on the study table with my laptop in front of me. And whenever I get bored, I write some stuff, mostly nonsense. But when I am in room and have some free Internet, I browse through the net finding some movie/tv serial or anything fascinating to download. And when I do something, I usually get attached to it and the thought of the blog is left behind. Time passes by and then college starts and once it does I lose my interest and eventually the thought fades away.

Why isn't here anything fascinating for a photo?

Whenever I go out, I take my camera with me. A yea back, carrying a camera was pretty damn easy. It was a Sony Cybershot and it's handy. But now a DSLR camera and more over I bought a new bag for it. But everywhere I see, I see the same things. I can't find anything new. So I ask myself, "May be I must explore new places". I had the same idea. But what new places are left to be visited. I almost went to most of them and the rest can't be made by me. I see the fellow PG'ers posting a new photo almost daily. I then ask myself,"How could they do that?". May be I just need to change my perspective of vision and see everything differently and may be I may find something new in the old.

What happened to the story I was working on?

What story? The one in the Fiction Blog. Well, it's under process in my mind. But the thing is that I like the "SuperNatural" and "Sci-Fi" things which are completely undefinable by science. That's why I am wondering whether to continue or not. And moreover people don't like the SuperNatural stuff. The most obvious reason would be that the writing won't give a perfect picture of the situation, which can be done perfectly by a camera in sense of a movie or likewise. So, I am under thinking stage.

iGuess i am lost in thinking. 

"You gotto be kiddin' me!"

The other day, I went to meet my Project Sir regarding the project. Before that, I asked my batch mate to do his part of the project. Interestingly, he wasn't even afraid of getting low marks as him warned him. Wait! He was a little afraid, as that would affect his over all score and this would upset his higher studies. Low marks would imply not getting into the interested college. So! Thats' it from his. Afraid! So I thought he might do a little if not whole. But, the other day, I meet him accident-ly and he tells me to do his part. Dude, com'on what the hell I had been till now? Still not satisfied with my work, I guess. So far, I did the whole project almost 98% of 70% of the total project. Still not happy, I guess. I was like "You gotto be kiddin' me"! Seriously, he was asking me to do. I didn't see any type of fear o anything that should be there in him. While I am still afraid that I won't be able to complete the project in the stipulated time. One thing is for sure that I can't make him work. The most obvious reply would be that he doesn't know anything. "You gotto be kiddin' me!" as if I know everything! I know not one word of what I am dealing with in the project which I had been working since middle of the fourth year. 

In other News:

I have been watching a new TV series, named Fringe. If you're following my posts, I made a post on it also about I tweeting and getting uninterrupted responses. I thought "Wow! That must be something". It is fictional though, I agree. More appropriate word would be Fantasy. Yeah, A fantasy and something which is totally impossible to cease to exist. Seriously, com'on. Parallel Universe ! Bio-Weapons ! Impossible and totally freaking diseases ! And most of all, created by two guys. They are supposed to be saving the world by slowly destroying it with their experiments. And there is a character called Walter Bishop who after knowing that his son is dead with some rare disease and unable to save him in the time, brings his another son (replica) from the Parallel Universe. This disrupts the whole balance in the Universe, precisely the balance in the two Universes. This act of human kills so many other people because that caused the imbalance. To save one person that man has literally killed many more people. Literally, according to the story, his son is dead and this person he brought isn't his real son either. And this small kidnap triggers the other Walter in the Parallel Universe. And he wants revenge by destroying the other world which kidnapped his son. And this is supposed to be done by his son. "You gotto be kiddin' me" ! Seriously, this man is supposed to save the two worlds somehow for the mistake done by one man (Walter) some 25 years back. And this story still drags itself making me go LOL all the time. What makes me tick is that only person can solve all the cases regarding the incidents, which you don't want to know and also I don't know how to put the words into. I am still in season 3 episode 13, but it is really, seriously kidding too much. Com'on give me a break! I am still watching because what more has in store in terms of this person's imagination, that how he drives the story. The first two seasons have been interesting, really interesting which made me watch Season 3 with much more interest. But it is turning out to be a joke. Seriously, stop kiddin' me. If you want to watch it, I don't know what to say actually but I can say this. Don't keep an open mind and think that "That can't be possible in any way!" because it is totally fiction/fantasy, each and every bit. 

One Awkward Day.

Sometimes, something happens. And it falls upon as some unmovable force binding us to stick and silently observe the consequences and the timely happenings. Something like happened. Am I for blame? May be, or may be not. What is this all about? The previous day, we had a project review where we have to tell the concerned faculty about the extent of completion of the project for the final year of Engineering. I am a bit unstable minded person when things fall upon at the same time. It is like a Domino, just one part of the piece is sufficient to rupture the whole idea of persistence. I was minding my work, I mean the project while it should have been the team effort. Well, don't even ask about my team. I am at loss of word to define/ explain about the incredible batch of mine. Unfortunately, I being the Project Head, am taking the whole toll on my head. So that makes me much more responsible for the whole project. So even if no one does, some one should do. And this isn't something which could be bought from the Institution and get the whole output and the documentation ready at our convenient day or time. And much more unfortunate thing is that none gives a damn about the project. Neither do I, frankly speaking. But nothing is worse than something. So, I keep the little effort to make something work. Well, I succeed in making the part of it with major manipulations. So, none of my batch mates approach the project faculty head even when the review is the next day. I do all the work and they get the piece of cakes and I don't like cakes that much. I have already discussed about this the previous year when the project external was conducted in the previous semester. I was damn angry at that time. So, I was/am now. 

But there were some turn of events later the day before the project review. Sir told me to keep my name only on the project report. I thought Sir was just kidding. But he seemed serious. So the next day, I got one with my batch names on the report as well as just my name, if in case the fellow beings succeed in persuading Sir in some way. But No, Sir was so sure about it and it just contained my name. And Sir told the same thing to the Project Review Sir also. That wasn't over yet. It was in the Sir's hand to allot the marks for the students under his guidance and he said that he won't give any marks for they didn't do anything. But these guys kept persuading sir to give another chance. Finally after an hour or so of discussion, Sir gave them 2 days to do some work and then he might consider the marks accordingly. I thought now they will get to work or at least try to do something. But no. About AR, there is nothing to be told about him. He isn't a bit concerned. He was asking me to do something and that he will show something to the sir. Seriously? Me? Whatever I did till now is with utmost difficulty and he is asking me put some more effort for him so that he could get some 40 (+) out of 50 in the Project internal. I don't what else to say to this guy. And the last, but not the least, BC. He is neither to be seen nor heard. He enjoys himself with liquor and other non essential stuff and gives a fake name of "Sportsman" to all of it. Seriously! Grow up dude. He neither comes to classes nor to the labs, as he says he is busy with the sports. How many months does one play and how many games does he play? I have no idea but he has some vague connections and so he is being saved all the time. Bloody asshole.

When sir finally kept just my name, I was kind of happy but also a bit sorry for the others. I don't know what to say or do in such situations. I did nothing. May be those guys would be damn angry at me thinking that someday I will get a big blow from them. I would just hope, such a day never comes.  

Life's a Bitch!

I never knew what this meant, nor do now. But it does sound appropriate. I also don't know that life has a gender. Funny! Not really. It creeps me out when there is someone over my shoulder watching me. If its' God, its well and fine. Because, I know that he wouldn't be able to spare time for me among the billion other people. I ain't a gifted nor a supernatural person. It has been over a month since I wrote something. I feel awkward. I feel wasted. I try to make things happen with great difficulty and with a satisfaction that I did something to get the work done. But when I realize that they aren't complete due to some reasons I get cracked up. Seriously, I haven't posted a single post in this year. This is not usually me. I post something or the other no matter what. But, check my wall, I mean time line. I shared a few nonsense things but I didn't make a meaningful post. Now that I am in fourth year, it is making really hard. There is a project due, assignments due and a lot of work undone. Whenever a weekend comes, I would shout with joy as I would get three days of joy. So I think. But on the Monday morning I realize that I had wasted and there was no such thing as joy. 

Recently, I got my previous semester results and also some of the exams I wrote. Though the exams sucked big time, but I managed to get a good deal in the previous semester. I should have jumped in joy and made a killing party. But, I didn't. Told you, Life's a Bitch. I have so many reasons to be unhappy and one reason to enjoy. I was overcame with the former. People, I mean friends sprouted on me for a party. Actually, it was worth a party. But as usual, I was mad and stubborn. The CAT stabbed me straight in the heart. The XAT did wound me pretty bad. GATE got rejected for late submission. So the SEM  result didn't had much affect on me. 

I haven't taken any photos lately. I am not usually so. But, seriously I need to improve whatever I have. And there is this project which we have to submit this semester. And I have made no progress. Last week, my faculty adviser calls us, scolds us for about an hour or so and later tell us to give him a weekly report, a hard copy and a presentation of what we did. Fair enough. But, with this bloody sucking laptop which can't even run windows properly, I have to write a code in MATLAB. This is some serious s-h-i-t. My laptop is under repair for over two months. In this time, they could make tons of laptops but they couldn't repair a single laptop. 

I try to make somethings right, but it turns back at me showing a finger. I have had enough of this c-r-a-p. Hope that some day I will god d-a-m-n end this. But still "Life's a BITCH" ! No matter how much I try to change, it F4's me up !