My life as of 12 March 2009...

Well, as a befitting counter to my post/views on PROBE 08, fate somehow made me one of the helmsmen ( read "core team" ) of PROBE 09. It left me thinking how ironic life is. You end up being in a place you didnt want to be and realize that its actually not that bad. There is that inevitable bout of laziness culminating in lots of last minute work, but you feel that you've become close with a lot of people in the end, and thats worth the work. I cannot say that I am not feeling sentimental about leaving college, but i feel a need to bond with as many people as is possible. And that coming from a guy who wished he was left alone!
I never actually wanted to be a guy who wasn't in the class top 10 but somehow I was, while in college, and it didnt feel all that bad. Ultimately I realized that I had this big Identity crisis and it was taking the better of me. There were times I decided that Im never going to sing ever; and im singing in college-maybe ill even learn music after B.Tech, u'd never know. Same with people. People I hated once now seem rather nice. But I'm sad that the irony is maintained the other way round. Times change and people change, but I cannot stop caring for the ones I loved, even if they've stopped loving me back.

PS: I'm tripping.....

Love,
Fenrir.

obama obama obama......

no points for guessing what this blog is about.. Mr. Barack Hussein Obama becoming the 44th president of the United States of A was certainly an event to look forward to, considering the amount of publicity surrounding the incident. Pretty much the entire world had become victims of the obamania and the morning of 5/11/2008 was a befitting climax to one helluva race. just thought i'd let you know im excited... asta la vista ....

satanisgay

Pangs of Loneliness....

To all my regular anonymous readers who do not bother to leave a comment once they've read my amazing blog.. hello. I didnt think it was possible but somehow i have managed to reach a new low in my life. I am feeling as miserable as the Pope witnessing a gay parade ; or a doctor fighting to save the life of an accident victim only to watch him die as the last breath meanders through his lungs and out of his body. Maybe its because i get that feeling of guilt... that feeling where i end up thinking that I and only I was responsible for whatever i have brought upon me. That I had wasted the four years of my college life trying to be somebody I never wanted to be...or maybe its because in a semesters' time i would be starting a new phase of my life.. One where I learn to be more responsible, like in the movies.. or maybe that phase has already begun.. well i guess the only consensus i could arrive at,  with myself, is that I am confused..

     There is still a semester left for farewell, but i already start thinking about what I am going to do all alone, in the world after college. If there was one thing i liked about my college, it was that it made me a fighter.. Taught me the difference between 'friend' and 'acquaintance'.. and made me realize that there is an invisible boundary drawn around every person that comes with a sign board saying "get off my property".. that You cannot be vulnerable to people like u are with your friends.. and the list goes on.......

     But if there is one thing that i feel really sad about, it is because now there is a difference.. while most of my schoolmates made the best of these four years, others like me were dumbasses who were old school...played by the old rules... and didn realize it till they could see friends who they knew from way back, excelling in everything they were doing.. and rise higher and higher than they could possibly imagine..Its a sick feeling this one... the feeling that you are all alone in a world where you are invisible...and the thought that it might be this way forever... the end.

reynolds jetter

the beginning of the end!

my long and one semester of mental anguish starts tomorrow at 1:00 pm. i am scared as shit and i probably wont be getting any sleep today. english has not always been my forte and tomorrow's exam has every chance of boomeranging back a pathetic score and inter my emaciated wisps of confidence. I do not know if you will ever be reading this, reader, but if u are , please pray i do well tomorrow!

pennamesareforgirls

PRAAABE -2008 - Inaugural ceremony a.k.a expected anticlimax

evening all.....
Im writing this after spending an exhaustive day in college, engaging myself in several frutiful and productive activities.. The past couple of days have been nothing short of pure fun with the , "ECE Association of NIT Trichy", organizing an ,"international", technical symposium titled PROBE '08 (pronounced PRAABE ).. It was a great event and all of us third years were so occupied with it that there was absolutely no time for a breather.. ( surreptitious wink)
PRAABE witnessed an earth shattering participation of " 25 " external colleges of the 89 that were invited. 12 of the chosen few got to witness the grandeur and unfathomable might of the legacy that is NITT (S.W) .
PRAABE took off on a very positive note with Mr.<_____> letting us in on some of his experiences during his stay in our college. He was eulogistic about the present administration and expressed his glee at witnessing how NITT had grown to be one of the premier institutions in the country under the able guidance of Dr.P.Chidambaram, director , NIT Trichy. He also advocated that he was happy to see the institute growing out of the idiosyncrasies of the past whose emulators he sarcastically referred to as 'visionaries' .
It was then followed by an illogical speech by the Head of our Department, Mr.B.Venkataramani . Following this piece of writing was the oratorical birth anniversary of Dr.S.Raghavan (karka karka kallum karka....etc...) who , for once , made the speech boring (after all...he did invite the guy...).
Following he incident, we had a fair and lovely version of a Mr.cadaverous of our college giving us tips on..er.. well..just making a speech. After the ceremony we were served snacks ( cake, veg roll) which we ate with as much a temperament as an egyptian slave enjoying his gruel. Such was the hardwork expected of our batch, and i am proud to say that we never let other people know we were responsible for everything that was PRAABE.. The End..

To note: PROBE '07 was pronounced PRABE , while PROBE '08 was pronounced PRAABE to attempt a possible analogy to Moore's law.
Henceforth PROBE'09 will be called PRAAABE and so on and so forth.....

Bye all....
notapenname

reasons aplenty.....

Before starting my nonsensical piece of writing, let me inform you that i did not want to start this blog. A friend of mine insisted i do so 2 months back so that i could improve my sense of the english script. You are at own risk in reading any of the content posted on this page and are staring at the face of danger that is me.You will not be sane for the rest of your life and all of the happiness inside you will be drained out slowly like puss from a wound. You will turn into a sick being and will not have any respect for the world or for any of its subtle offerings. You have committed a venial sin by visiting this page and will never find peace in your life or after. You are henceforth doomed to burn in the ever intense flames of hell.......finally, i would like to remind you all that i did not want to start this blog in the first place... adios....

PS: take care....and visit this page again if you are still alive....