Finally We have a club which is not solely focused on organizing events as such but actually trying to get together and learn. SAASC blog was an idea whose time had come. And the JAM session today couldn't have better. Some excerpts:

  1. Varun Singla "mlg told me that he had a brother named parle-g". A big thumbs up.
  2. Abhishek Kaushal stating very matter-of-factly "Virginia is a beautiful place and even more so if you have a virgin by your side." And then Sheepishly he said "Virgin from anywhere would make anyone happy"
  3. The guy who came second "My first teacher was Mrs. Mehta.Her husband's name was Mr. Mehta and their child was Mehta Mehta but we won't go into the details of Mehta Family because that is not the topic"
  4. And the Winner, Vinay Satija, on a Jam which wasn't accepted "mechanchis have had a girl is factually incorrect"
3 Cheers for people who organised the session. Hope to see more such sessions. :)

Welcome all, to OpensourcED, an open endeavor to valve the writers in you, wherein everyone with a zeal to pen down thoughts, good bad or ugly, shall be received with absolute enthusiasm :)

OpensourcED, technically, implies unrestricted free way traffic where anyone can contribute articles, on just about anything. The articles shall thence be subjected to extensive rounds of candid critique by your own peers, and the best articles shall be compiled and published as a monthly newsletter.

OpensourcED shall be an unofficial group of budding writers of Punjab Engineering College, and there shall be no body to it. Anybody with a fervor to write, and with the nerve to opine, shall be granted a say :)

For here you be the arid bottlebrush leaf, or the long borrowed hose, the tang of wet grounds, or the fretting waters of an exhausted face, the shiny needle or the blue black fang, for here you be, a little something :)

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An SMS Chat

"Wht d f is ping now??... U never came ol"

"Ping is saying hi. Was ol since 9. Nvr saw u ol."

"Oh shit.... U r blocked i guess.. My cousin came n my gtalk was logged on.. He was takin pangas ..gud lord!"

"Blocked, cousin, evrythng alrite? Male cousin?:@"

"Oh lord... He s in 2nd class.. My lil bhai .."

"My god and he blocks guys in his sis acc. Gen next. "

"Nai yar.. He prob does not even knw he s done somethin... Aisi hi ho gaya hoga... "

"Dis is def going in ma blog. Blocked by a 10 yr old. "

Ending a week-long suspense, Jharkhand Chief Minister Madhu Kaura resigned on Saturday evening, making way for Jharkhand Mukti Morcha (JMM) chief Shibu Soren.

Madhu Kaura`s resignation is an end of an era in the world of Indian Politics. And with his resignation, my political career too came to an end. He was a relative-by-name and had promised to look after me.

I cant even hope to get a safe seat in Jharkhand Assembly. Would be lucky to get a ticket to fight the elections, and then pour in crores for a realistic shot at becoming a MLA.

Had he resigned because of a chota-motamurder case, he would have put me incharge ala Laloo-Rabri case in the neighbouring Bihar but he actually went ahead and lost his majority. But i can forgive him for that as he's a honest politician and his experience in horse trading is limited to only 2 trust votes, just a mere beginner in the game.

My only grudge remains that i lost a decent chance to be involved in a string operation or two. MLA's are hot targets these days and those who feature in more than two stings can actually crack endorsement deals with MNC's and Banks. Who knows, I may have been the guy who replaced Sachin in Pepsi advert rather than Ishant Sharma.

Now that my political career is not going to take off I have no option but to concentrate on College. Going for Rotaract recruitment tomorrow seems a good option.

I want to go to Simla. I have the trip completely planned out. The objective of this post is to find people who would love to go along on the trip. The plan can be summed up in a single line “Let’s walk to Simla”

You just have to reach Kalka Railway station one fine day and start following the Railway track to Simla, just 90 kms away. If we get tired we`ll rest for about 15-20 minutes in Barog.( Barog lies between Simla & Kalka). Just remember to get some water and food for the journey in a backpack. I know you all are interested in making the trip so i think i should alert you to some dangers that may deter us.

Walking on the track is not a very common sight. And everything that is uncommon brings attention. Our walkathon may be interrupted by powers-that-be and explaining to them what we were doing may be a tad difficult. We may end up under detention or even in jail for a day or two. But that shouldn`t deter you at all, every man has to have a jail stint to prove himself. (remember jaane tu ?) And I really don’t think they are going to shoot us at first-sight mistaking us for terrorists planning to blow the track up.

Another problem we may face is that some animals may like to interact more closely with us. No, there are no lions but Monkeys are no less. They have teeth too. Aur apni gali mein to bandar bhi sher hota hai. But i have heard that a mosquito repellent cream is effective on monkeys too. I think we can take a chance and go for it. If nothing else, atleast we’ll find out whether creams work on monkeys or not.

Sorry I didnt mention this earlier, but those planning to come along need to be decent runners. I will tell you why. An average runner runs at about 15 kmph and the toy train chugs along at 20kmph in tunnels. So if you are walking through a narrow tunnel and a train enters it too you will have only one option-to run and obviously you will have to run fast to avoid the eventuality of a train overtaking you. But you don’t need to worry because most of the tunnels are only 200-300 m long and you would be easliy able to sprint across.

Out of 101 tunnels, there is only one tunnel that unfortunately happens to be a km long. The probabilty of getting stuck in that tunnel and a train coming from either side is only about 1/101. That is just about the same probabilty of you dying when jay-walking, and that can happen anytime. Surely you will not be detered by such miniscule odds. And even if you do not make it back home you will have made a journey of a lifetime.

Are you game?

P.S. For details contact me at magicmukul@gmail.com

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Goa

Goa, October 2003, Class IX, Article in SchoolMag, Found it in trash.

On 5th October, 69 aliens boarded Paschim Express and it was a start of memorable and enjoyable journey which was to ultimately end in Goa. After wait of many days the moment all were longing for had arrived. We could look forward to 8 days free from all hassles of our daily monotonous school life. Kranti at home, Teacher ka Ghulam (Joru is not around yet) at school, Golmaal in home work and the same world of Roti, Kapda aur Makaan but in Goa you were Khiladion ka Khiladi and Hero No. 1

The first and last 2 days were spent singing, dancing, racking your brains in chess, playing, trading cards and (secrets), gossiping and (Adam) teasing. These Four Days were unique in them and will be remembered for ever. However the real party started when we reached Goa. Beaches, food, football, disco and friends made a deadly cocktail. Oh! Delicious. We spent most of our time in water and sea. (Oops!) Rather it should be near sea, but it was still enjoyable.

Our hotel (no,no) our ship was aesthetically designed, well maintained and fulfilled every modern need of ours. In front was the gigantic Arabian Sea stretching as far as you could see and behind were the banks of meandering Mandovi river. Contrary to the expectations of our parents that the trip was very long it seemed too short. As the returning train was reaching chandigarh, children were pleading to God and railway officials that it would be late.

All in all it was a trip for plentiful Yaadein and as our caravan reached our prisons, and our Yaadon ki baraat reached Sajan ke sasural, we were back to boring Chalti ka Naam Zindagi once again.

Phonecall 1

Hey Dude...Best of Journey...Enjoy the Thailand Trip...after all you are doing something special on 8/8/08...Cya in 10 Days.

Phonecall 2

chal koi na...what if the trip got postponed to October...Visa problems are not in our control...We`ll have fun at the Long-awaited wedding...We`ll buy an awesome gift and finally join a gym.

Phonecall 3

oye kya thailand ja raha hai ke movie dekhne ja raha hai, aaj ticket ni mili to kal chale gaye...now you are going tommorrow...Get better travel agents...make better programs and how many times do you expect a person to bid you farewell...go now.

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11 am
Thanks to different branches, me and himanshu end up in diff. classes most of the time. Being in the same college, we have to sms each other. In the morning we decided that by hook or by crook we need to get onstage in the quiz finals. We had even mutually divided the topics of currency, capitals, and heads of state among ourselves.

5pm

With the Quiz just about to begin i have just started getting anxious about the availability of Himanshu. He has taken my phone...and well he's busy.

5-30pm

Thankfully he makes in time and the prelims go in a blur. There's Dance to look forward too. :)Alas, its too short :P :D

6-00pm

And then their is elation of making it too d stage shortly followed by Despair of ending up the last--The wooden spoon. I just remember 3 things:
1. The guy in blue answering every bloody answer. Its great to see somebody putting two and two together almost magically.
2. Himanshu, in mock frustration, saying "jaane do yaar, garmi lag rahi hai"
3. Whats common between following UP papers--Frontier Mail, Daily Mail, Daily Times, New Dawn, ....?

Answer: They all publish in Hindi.

PS: Sometimes choosing a bike over car feels foolish. Had to go on auto from Library to Arravali Hostel. And he charged 10 bucks too. And earlier, me, Rohan and Arjun had to triplie on a Yo-bike

All through holidays had been thinking of writing more personal stuff on blog- day to day activities, memories, politics, travel, zeitgeist etc. but didn’t get to it out of laziness. Saasc has started its own blog and having a blog is nowadays getting compulsory for those who like to think of themselves as writers.
So finally decided to post something and get some testimonials which I had been thinking of writing. There was ayooshi`s, kanika`s, mehak`s and kshitij which I planned to write today. Begin with mehak`s –suited my writing style-funny, irreverent (Ayooshi n Kanika would like a senti emotional kinds and for kshitij I just don’t know how much detail I have to reveal)
So I began with mehak`s testi – she`s a TAURUS and predictions for in linda goodman was pretty accurate. Picked out lines from linda and tried to match them with actual incidents.
Line
Incident
Line
Incident and so on…
Lines were pretty accurate to the incidents so it was turning out to be a good read. After spending about an hour or so started editing it and giving tweaks here and there. One and a half hour and 3 more testi`s to go…hurriedly post it on orkut.
But I forgot again that orkut allows you to post 1024 characters. Somehow I shorten it and try to compile it as part one and part two. Finally post the testi two hours later.
I drop in a hi to mehak to tell her that she has a testi to accept. I was just thinking whether I should tell her or let her find out for herself next time she logs in on orkut when I receive a reply blaming and accusing me of something which I had never done. Wtf.
I sms “do u really think I would have gone home if I I had known about the plans”
I receive no reply 
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funny that I had planned to post that testi tonite and not this…but short-tempered that I am I deleted it.
I already regret it.
Gn. Have a class at 8 tommorrow and I hardly make it even for classes at 9.