Another lil poem!!

-----My current life----

wake up at 8 and run to get to work,

no more Dairy Milks no more perk :P

Send some emails , attend a few call,

have your lunch and that is all,

come home at 7, and play farmville,

lie down on bed total pilpile (couldnt get another word to rhym ;))

Sleep peacefully until moti starts to snore,

just stir him a little when you can't take it more

-----Now some updates on rest of us----

Manav in US scored a perfect 4

yeah, he is our same chaddi chor*

CK still same, chasing new chicks,

he is too busy, and my call he never picks

IIM has become Dada's sasural,

chhora bahut ghoomta hai aajkal Daadi naal :P :D

Korea, Denmark ghooma, ladka hai bond

Na mili chinki **, na koi aur blonde ;)

Aseem has changed, ekdam chup chaap,

changed his work profile from "ladkiyaan Naap"

No updates from Rajput, travelling too much,

Dunno in Dubai or Gulf of Kutch

Bangru's getting married in this May,

Dunno how he got a girl, bloody Gay :P

I miss her badly, but she doesnt wanna meet,

even ignores me when sees me on street.

-----Now some Debutants-----

TAMU me admit, birthday pe Itouch,

he is active on edulix too much :P

he is certified Matthar in C, C++ and Java,

saala frsutoo nayi ladkiyon ke saath roz photu lagawa :P

PS- * Pandit ki frenchie churate hue pakda gaya tha :P

** Dont misinterpret. I mean Korean Chinki :P:D

A lil Poem!!

First day at school, first sight of the English teacher,

and next day you are the love preacher.

Next you fall in love with the first girl you talk,

and start learning from childhood how to stalk

you notice her every move, her every chat,

who she talks with , with whom she sat.

you add her on gtalk,yahoo and facebook,

even take the same tuitions as she took.

Slowly and surely you become friends,

but you are just one in a list of thousands.

Then you move to college which your hopes high,

you see competition is tougher.Sigh!!

You send a SOS friends, to find Miss right,

You need the hard disk night after night ;)

You ask your friends to propose from your side,

one of them is daring, other finds laith machine to hide.

With all courage in the world you go and propose,

in front of hundreds with a bunch of rose.

She says nothing, but her brother gets mad,

you get a tight slap, tighest have ever had.

You go and propose your childhood friend,

little sceptic as your friendship too can end.

You have a breakup and someone new comes into your Kholi,

her lips remind you of Angelina Jolie ;)

You are happy that IIT is tough,

as if you havent had religious names enough ;)

he is CK, not the Calvin Cleen,

with only girls was this guy seen.

he like matchsticks, nothing to do with smoke,

play it slow man, you have a bike not a ferrari 8 stroke :)

he likes every girl in the MMM group,

it wasnt a city but a whole drama troup.

he liked one, with the donald duck walk,

took 3 years to do the first talk :)

PS - 1. Not everything written is intended for everyone. So if you dont unerstand something, its not your fault.

2. Some people might find it familiar, its not unintentional ;).

3. I know i spelled Klien wrongly. That was just to rhyme ;).

4. Feel free to post any queries :)

Photogenic Dada!!

Saale pandit bahut photo kheechta hai na...match these ;) :P.

DADAism!! - Beta

#I cannot play at the cost of my indicator.

Everyone present on this day will never forget this statement said by Dada. We all went to play cricket but the ground was occupied by some kids playing football. Right when Dada was parking his bike a football came flying and hit Dada's bike's indicator. Suddenly we see Dada taking his bike on the way back and on asking Dada uttered this unforgettable line with utmost seriousness.

#Wearing a wrist band on his left shoe.

Yup , you read it right. Dada wears a wrist band on his left shoe so that shoe doesnt become dirty when he changes gears while riding a bike.

#Writing diary to make notes for blogging.

Yes Dada makes notes in order to write a blog :). Very spontaneous :P.

#Following Roadies and Indian Idol like hell.

He will go to sleep at around 7 and will wake up by the smallest sound of Indian Idol theme song. He follows it so religiously as one would follow Sachin Tendulkar's batting.

PS- On a serious note it just shows how much he takes care of his stuff and is fully dedicated to whatever he does be it a recreational activity like blogging. Very unlike guys like me ;)

FRAGADDICT

For the benefit of the mortals the title represents my name in quake. No No I am not immortal, actually in quake you can get spawn 'n' number of times making you virtually immortal ;). Quake is a first person shooter game where you need to shoot the fist person you meet :P. Sorry, just kiddin, just search of "first person shooter" on wiki or google and you will know.

So a few question that we answered till now.

1. What is quake?

A. A first person shooter game.

2. Who plays it?

A. Everyone. Even "keyser soze" can play it :P.

So is it just about fancy names? Well not really, its about regeneration,humiliation and holy shit. Its about scoring that crucial flag when other team is leading and you hear a "1 minute warning". Its about killing the attacker coming with quad-damage and regeneration. Its about timing opponents armours,shards and health. Its about crying that holy word "Fuck" everytime someone kills you. Its about binding your keys to send the most funkiest of messages.Its about skipping lunch to get a slot to play. Its about pressing "F1" to kick someone. Its about discussing quake all night long. Its about running back after finishing exam,not to study but for quake. Its about those golden days that cannot be forgotten.