San(')s Sanity

Usually weekends are a time to unwind.To sleep the extra hour in the morning with no guilt of missing a morning hour.To watch as many movies as you want. To play as much as you want.To finish as many assignments as you want.(none usually).And usually it means free time to blog.. The rainy weather that Chennai has been witnessing has been awesomely awesome.It rains and rains but almost always takes the cue perfectly when junta start playing footer.Alas that said it is really a pain in the ass when you have to wake up in the morning to go to class.The weather is tooo good to tell yourself its time to rise.And many breakfasts have gone absent thanks to them as well. The weekend has been rather uneventful.There was a programming contest in which usual junta took part.That was kinda nice.I tried to get some work done on my B slot assignment which I fear has grown stagnantly undone although it has to be submitted someday less than a week.Almost went for the OAT movie only to be sent ba...

I have long harboured an ultimate truth of life.I have been very safe by saying AN ultimate truth and not THE because there are ,I feel, many ultimate truths ,though finite, knowing all of which one can understand the ultimate question---the meaning of life.(I dont know what useful things I have learnt since coming to IIT but I sure as hell have learnt to put a lot of crap). As I was saying about this ultimate truth of life.It goes something like this.For every "good" thing that happens in your life there is an equivalent "bad" thing which happens.Note that I say good and bad in quotes for the reason that clearly these adjectives are far too relative not to be used without the quotes.And I know most of the critics would go phooey to my idea but its true.The reason that people dont notice this is that whenever something good happens we are likely to forget the bad things which preceded it though this could take some time and if the bad event were to follow the goo...

Chatting is quite a fascinating thing when you think about it.I mean the concept that one need not be in front of the other person when communicating with him/her was a concept established ago by the postal service and later popularised by the telephone and then now quintessential cell phones. But chatting is different.Because you can chat with strangers.(You can speak to strangers on the phone too but mostly its only a voice telling you its the wrong number).Unlike posts or phones chatting does not require knowing somebody else's address or number as the case maybe.Enter a chat room and start chatting away...All those coy introverts have a split personality of a macho studs showing off about that time once that he had to choose between 10 females.(Or that one time in band camp...hehe).So anyways its a perfect place for people to lead double lives. But then ,some highly informed sources say, some people do use this service to chat with people they actually know.(like I do).T...

The situation was one which seemed to frequent the hero much too often.Smoke and dust permeated the air as he entered the land which the locals just called the Hall.Being an experienced traveller, this wasnt very distressing but like any other time that feeling at the pit of the stomach ( the one described with butterflies) was inevitable. As he pitched camp at the break of dawn he looked around at his fellow people.Many had been warned days like this would come but alas they heed not what they fear not.Rather thought they feared not.Thus when it was actually time they were underprepared except those few who have various forms of chronophobia and were forever paranoid about such times. But then it was now or never and the enemy had been sighted and the weapons raised.They knew they had but a few hours to show their defense and that that woud be enough to "impress" the higher powers to award them or punish them duly. Fight they did.And how.Bravely though many were wou...

Who says theres nothing faster than light Technically there is nothing faster than light.Nothing can move as fast as those quantised photons hurriedly rushing out to newer frontiers perhaps freeing a darkened room from its lightless state or maybe overilluminating an already overilluminated room .Yes the brilliance of light is not to be underestimated nor understated. However with due credit to light, I must say I have found something which moves faster.Something I seem to be realising oh-so-better as a new day dawns.Isnt something usually measured as 'fast' but I am referring to its speed of disappearance.I speak of nothing else but time. Time, the measurement which decides when you wake up,when you sleep, when you eat, when you play ,when you work , when you blog,when you check mail,when you see a movie...The list is endless.But alas there are 2 faces to every coin.And as much as time can be useful in telling you what to do when, it does seemingly move too fast.Espe...

I just had to put up this link Got this by mail.Might seem slightly late ( suspiciously close to the American elections for this to become popular): Pentagon Paradox :O Awesome video.

2 more days of Shaastra = Nothing Yet another Shaastra went by with nothing more than a irritating cold coming from it.I didnt expect much from it anyways.Though I did miss three breakfasts consecutively.I actually reached the mess yday and today only to be shown the hand (indicating no more food nothing else ,you perverted freaks).I did try my hand at CTF yday (with Kabi,Raza and JK) only to lose in the second round.:(.Next year da,Next year... I met up with old friends ,Rajesh Ramana,Bharadwaj,Shyam though apparently I missed Raghu and Bharat.Highlight of yesterday was this movie "The Chronicles of Riddick", apparently the sequel of yet another "awesome" movie Pitch Black.Though I have seen only parts of the latter I did get to see the whole of the former.Which according to some of my friends was best described in words which would make dead Tamil scholars to commit suicide all over again.It wasnt so bad if you ask me.Sleisha vague but i enjoyed it.:D. I...

The first day of Shaastra Usually Shaastra,the "great" IITM techfest is spent either wasting time in my house watching television or wasting time doing nothing in the hostel.However this year was an exception... Woke at ~9:30 .A wonderful feeling is waking up late and realising you have nothing to do and then going back to sleep again.Miss that feeling coz I have all first hours.:(.Missed breakfast.Met Madhusudhan."Helped" in correction of SPC prelims.Also having had qualified first for the Programming Finals (first in the intra-IIT prelims), we bulbed in the finals.(Just when you think you have an upperhand in life, it reminds you "Nice Try" and kicks you in the ass...).Another 4 hours of my life lost forever... (Yawwn)Thats because of the post and the general state of mind. Went to Pizza Hut with Metro and Tota.Grubbed well.Came back to realise Narmad rocks in AoM!!! Basically 1-2 guarenteed for Narmad... Ok so I was jobless and searchin...

Dont just Blog Sometimes I feel blog too much and sometimes I feel I dont blog enough.For example I just realised that the last time I blogged was Saturday and hence I needed to update.But then I click on New Post and the site comes up and all I can do is stare at the white background with so many buttons hoping something interesting will crop up somewhere in my head ready for blogging.But nay, it isnt so.I think its some form of Bloggers' Block. Then I thought to myself , as I try in vain to find something to blog, why dont I blog those very attempts/thoughts which lead to the conclusion that I am blogless.(Sounds paradoxical I know). And hence this post. So what were my attempts then...(starts thinking)...perhaps a post about old music as in OLD music.Music from a decade ago.How good music remains music irrespective of when it was originally played and how generations have come to love songs like November Rain,Nothing Else Matters,Mrs Robinson,etc.But then I have mad...

Being Busy and will be Without much doubt I can say that the next week is going to a jampacked one for me.Heck today was fucking tiring.Actually I mean yesterday.Friday ie. I dont actually much of what happened in the morning.Classes I guess.Then a free afti went by which also I dont remember much of.Me and my selective amnesia.More like nonselective amnesia... Anyways I thought I would play a little quake before going to see some interwing hockey.Say 15 minutes?Max 30 minutes.Wrong.Thats where you come to appreciate the addictive capabilties of a game like quake.That too for a beginner like me.Cant imagine how superquakers can stop playing.I guess you get bored of winning all the time... So at the end of that session,ie two and a half hours later, I grubbed and went to the much publicised CS Club Gamenite.(Kudos Lala and other 4th year organisers).There was quake,AOM (mental note:which I must learn this winter),some UNO/bluff and some more quake .Overall a fun time. So...

Why me?Why me?Why me? I dont believe what happened today.Highly atypical San behaviour.I mean I could mark this day as a watershed in my life... Ask anyone who knows me.Ask them whether I am a honest person.Ask them bluntly.I expect an answer to the tune of "No he is a conniving,decieving cheating bastard!".And thats from my better friends.And I dont mind that.Its all in the name of fun and I dont anything illegal.Almost nothing that is... It all happened in Physics class.As the prof brought in the papers ,all the students waited with bated breath for the papers to be distributed.And in the customary practice of any prof he continued to take class as if nothing had happened.As the hour neared its end, he gave the papers and I had to wait a agonsing 50 or so names before my paper came.And I wasnt expecting anything grand.Maybe a 15/20?Anything more would be a delight.And guess what...I got a 20... So whats this dumbfuck trying to do?He first starts some shit about...

Whoosh...Another weekend goes by... Does anybody else feel that time is accelerating faster than normal?Seriously.I saw the date today and thats when I realised we were nearing the end of September.I cant remember most of September. (gruesome random recollections of quizzes flow through the mind) Nooooooooooooo........ (calms down) Apart from those painful obligations, I seem to have done nothing useful in September.Or perhaps I should read my blog to find out.... Sunday, yesterday , was a peaceful day.The morning was spent blissfully playing quake in the DCF after the Prof conveniently changed submission timings.Choreo was fun and the 4th years put on a great show.(NOTE TO SELF: Next year Narmad B will be bigger and better...) I actually stayed up till 4 to see the Village which was a good movie and all.However lacked the last minute suspense of a Shyamalan movie.Not a bad movie da.I guess I expected more though. Most of today has been spent in doing some arbit assig...

Tell me, did the wind sweep you of your feet? Sometimes some songs grow on you while there are others which you love from the very first time you hear time.Drops of Jupiter - Train is an example of the latter.Though I have heard the song before I must thank Goda for the mp3.:D. Why did I start on a totally random piece of information? Well if you actually have read my blog so far it was in fact been a collection os such random pieces of information albeit insipid and mentally (and physically) distressing to read at times.Which isnt very bad.Rather than writing long ell prepared essays on some topic as if this is some bloody essay writing comptt I guess this is much better.When I sometimes go back to read my old posts its totally different.However Analysis of Anonymous blogging is a topic Im neither a paragon of nor Im interested in sharing views on. On a happier(!?!) note, I tried my hand at monoacting today with expected distastrous results.But then Its better to have trie...

Out of all the people in the world In your life you meet very interesting people.Thats a fact.Hardly debatable.Almost everyone in this world is interesting in his or her own way.As the cliche goes ' One mans meat is another mans poison. ' What is the purpose of meeting new people?Is it for ones own egotistical ideas that more the people we know the more the popular we are?Maybe.Is it for achieving our own selfish means since more contacts means more strings to pull and hence work is done faster?Maybe.Or is it just that we meet new people as a part of life and not because we go out of our way to do so?Perhaps.But it remains a fact that any person meets more and more interesting people as life moves on .And hell Ive had my share...though going into those details will require some Years of blogging... For all those people out there who want to know how to maintain a homepage (like me :P) and want someones example or just are jobless and hence land up in my site searching...

Where does the time go? Nowadays I wonder.There seems to be no time at all.Always doing something albeit debatably useful.However I also happen to have work.And so much of it.Which is quite inexplicable.Becoz I tried to shun work as much as possible.(One possible explanation is that all the work finally accummulated into this giant titanic of a workload.But hey theres no more fun in doing things punctually) My jobless nature has also lead to an explosion of sorts in my orkut friends list.Though most of the thanks must go to Narmad junta who seem to be everywhere on Orkut.Also I have discovered the existence of new hostelmates through this process as well as realised the real names of many.(Nithyanand was a shocker ;) ). Saw Schindlers List yesterday.Excellent movie.I think I shall see Road to Perdition now.Also saw a short clip (~ 1 hr) on Nostradamus.To believe or not to believe... (stretches out his hands in an almost dramatic style.Thinks for a bit) As I said no time...

At the stroke of midnight What really does happen when the clock strikes 12 am?Or as those in the army put it 0-hundred hours.A brief insight into this question follows. For the junta who get up real early to clean the room(!), have bath(!!) and perform other such blasphemous activites, 12 o'clock they have but seen while at lunch.Otherwise its just another hour they sleep away in perfect bliss.When I was in school I never used to sleep late.Not much of an early riser too.But the latest I had been up was 12:15 while doing a record which was due 2 weeks later.I was hajjr punctual ; the key word of the sentence being 'was'.Moving on.... For the junta who have a quiz the next day, 12 o'clock symbolises that time when there is no longer 1 more day left for the quiz.Its time .(here quiz~exam).Its that time when understanding and reason give way to pure information storing , hopefully well enough to reproduce it the next day.But then there are some subjects this stra...

Hakuna Matata What a wonderful phrase Hakuna Matata Its no passing phase It means no worries for the rest of your days Its our problem free philosophy Hakuna Matata I just love this song; its also from the Lion King.What a wonderful phrase-- Hakuna Matata. Anyways moving on, I forgot to post a "first" for me.Its not some hifunda event;but then it is a first for me.Before anyone reaches any unneccessary and/or creatively masterful ideas, I shall reveal the event.I was watching this movie, Catwoman (st. Halle Berry;not so bad actually).Some 12ish at night.I think its almost the end of the movie(dont remember exactly) but I crashed while watching it."So what the fuck?Is this his "first" which he HAD to blog?Wasting my time with this dumbfuck...".Indeed.I agree.Whole-heartedly.But the actual reason I HAD to blog this is that when the same thing happened to a fellow IITian last year I told him something to the tune of ,"How can you cra...

Some of the most painful things in this world Sometimes when youre in a precarious situation and you are pained, you think to yourself "That must be one of the most painful things ever...".It can be any day-to-day event but yet under circumstances it could be painful. Let me explain. Take for instance this one time last year I was cutting class.A normal bunk.I think it was to see the starting of a cricket match (last year India was actually playing good cricket.This year they just seem to be playing to improve the selfconfidence of their opponents.)So anyways, I slipped out of the classroom stealthily as I have done many times before to make sure I dont meet the prof walking to the class.No problems there.Then I get on my cycle and cycle leisurely back to hostel.Just before I come into the hostel guess what happened? The prof who was driving her scooty to class notices me and I notice that she has noticed me.I almost fell out of my cycle. Painmax situation. Some ...

I just can't wait to be King Apart from that being one of my fav songs(from the Lion King), it is one of those ideas which i occassionally think about when I am bored by choice(when I choose to be bored ).What would be like to be a King?To rule over junta.Would you be like Britain and be a democracy as well hence surrendering most rights and be ceremonial alone or would you be like the King of Swaziland who, well, does whatever he likes. A British royal in my books leads one of the most peaceful lifes especially those less known dukes and earls who baiscally have hajjar money and zero work.Atleast the Queen and the present Princes have to show their head here and there and maintain an image.That isnt the case for the lesser blue blooded souls.God knows what they do. However take the Megalomaniac of a king who is the king of Swaziland.Ruling with an iron fist.Marrying a bakers dozen wives (which is sure to increase;after all his father had ~70).He basically does whatever h...

Whats the fun if you cant blog it? The second post of today .But why?I pray ask you why?Why a second post?Whats the occasion?Is it because your wing won interwing footer?No.Is it because you are awake at 3:40 in the morning with nothing else to do but blog?No.Is it because of something else?No... The truth is I just wanted to write a blog for the sake of writing.Is that so wrong?Should every post have content and emotions and crap and shit ?Cannot a blog be but arbit sentences? Random words? Pointless sentences?Even maybe some unneccessary punctuations here and here?",}. I fight for a new future.A future unbridled by the society's demand of a blog.A future open to all and one for the betterment of mankind.A society in which every man's dream is a blog unrivalled. A collection of his efforts in virtual space .Unlimitted in capacity and boundless in its content. Basically whatever he wants to do. That said, I better start sleeping. What happens when you sl...