d-a-i-i-c-t & w-a-s-d

it's sem 3..agonisingly long DCP and CNS labs (2-5)..then u could see ppl sprinting to the hostel.. desktops already switched on since the afternoon jst to make sure they wudnt have to waste the lil' precious time..then evything depends on those 2 (deciding) secs..on whether u would spend the rest of the evening sitting idle pondering why i cudnt have reached lil' earlier or getting a chance to w-a-s-d..yes, i'm talking abt the counter strike, warcraft civilisation in the so called research-led institute..bloody, i still cant believe i spent 4 fucking hrs a day on playing these same old games alongside same ppl for 2 years..pub in the evening, clan matches in the night and overnight and beyond that..puha early in the morning(ffs feeling it tasted gud) before going to bed.. distinctive features being innovative lingo, irritating blabber on microphones, well thought-about but still sucking nicks, meetings post-match, say(y) and say to team(u), c1,c8, roflol, 'you camp a lot', 'mega kills', 'bomb difused', 'Heaton-Only one', 'MiBr- CPL 2006' , promises of quitting the game a week before the exams only to end up installing it the same day and goes on.!.! the well-known sacred trend followed by 200/240 graduating(most prolly) [leaving out THE 20 gals and the 20 guys wid 'em].. and dont even get me started on the count of the people with ever-dipping CPIs coz of this.. like cocaine, ecstasy till u get fucked..
in the end, is it worth all this....
i would say it is counter-strike !

the sUperTrip

* pre-Trip *
unwillingly & most imp'ly unnecessarily (rather forcibly owing to some pricks ....) delayed my VISA interview..so lotza time to spend in the WAIT period and as someone (donno hu) said "the wait is the worst part of any plan coz it gives the time to think what if... ".. ended well.. GRANTED stamped rite infront of my eyes.. then the pre-travel buying and good-bye treats.. went so fast that i cudnt realise a week later i was in the IGI Airport Delhi..

* during-Trip *

had a tiresome flite till London.. and some respite wen I got dwn at Heathrow, London for a flight change.. bloody! a duty free coke costs 2.5 pounds.. passed-by silently through the stores making attempts jst to see the item and evade the price-tag..and then an even more tiresome flite to JFK, Newyork..turbulent weather.. air hostess (naah aunties with sarees) can tk this __.. then all the custom clearance and all nonsense.. flite to Raleigh, NC.. pretty gud respite wid some white chick offering to show her nude pics !! .. wat more do u want for a start.. reached the place widout much trouble..

* post-Trip *
so tired..and was offered chicken sandwiches 'generously' by a drunken-group of temp-roomies.. cool start i guess.. dint mind jetlag and slept for around 15hrs..

more to come........

the SUperTramp

past few days..mind clouded..wt* am i doin' wid my life ! aim -> nt defined..whr to work..shud i work..my past few months passed by wid my PM stuffing me wid some work only to get it back un-/semi finished..extreme zeal to do smthnn diff..nerds all around discussing various ways to reduce power in the carefully-designed(too much care) circuits blah blah..amongst all this boringly religious discussions of career, pay package and all..watched this so-named Into the Wild movie..suddenly evrything which seemed clueless, ambiguous made sense..if i ever wanted to be some1, it is this guy Christopher McCandless..whole life passed by wid no defined dreams..high & lows in studies..dad telling hw well i cud hv done..full/partial success wid some gals although uncertain whether to commit and ending up saying to myself..is this the gal, i mean.. is this !?!..... coming to the movie, it all starts wid candless saying hw graduation day deceives ppl into thinking hw gud it is while rendering them brain-dead.. partial/no glimpses of their career ahead, wat they will be some time down the line..only to find majority of ppl ending up saying --> shit! i cud hv done smthn else..!! this guy fakes a harvard univ admission, transfers all his bank-accounts to charity ..leaves home..on the way abandons his car, burns wateva money he has taken.. nw all that he is left wid is a back pack( quite huge), water bottle and some books for tp.. starts hiking.. i mean, i used to trek sometimes while at school and been hiking in b'lore..but 2-3 days max.. few weeks ago i happened to look at this message tee of some mountaineering guy which read-- for some games you need 2 balls .. i say, this stuff demands more.. this guy hiked for 2 f**in yrss.. like a PG fun-course in hiking or smthnn.. frm west-virginia all the way to alaska.. i mean nt jst hiking.. he experienced wat all he dreamt off.. encountering various ppl, beaches, rapids, white-water rafting with no license, working in a farm, ending in a foreign-place with no ID, almost making-out (but refusing) with a 16 yr old chick (amazing looking) .. all ALONE.. all the while sending fake grade-reports home which read As in all courses.. all this ended with he consuming a poisonous non-edible mountain plant..reports say he died of starvation/paralysis..
and wen he was abt to die, images & memories of all the things, ppl, adventurous stuff that he encountered/done during his short-span, flashed in front of his eyes ..
realising and stating --> happiness is only felt when shared !
i wish i were candless (alexander supertramp) minus consuming poisonous plants.. smtym in my life (soon i hope ) i wud be doin smthn like this..nt so adventurous may be..but'll be smthnn which wud compensate for this programmer analyst (as they call) job that i m gonna do for the coming years..

-Jeevan