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Sudama vs Kucheludu
So this morning we are having breakfast in the mess and my dear roomie Mr. Pochu Prasad tells us that in Mahabharats there was a character who was childhood friend of Lord Krishna. Once they grew, that friend would take the same thing we are eating to Krishna when Krishna became the king. I agree. Perfect. 10 on 10.
Here is the interesting part ...
Pochu says that his name was Kucheludu or something like that and I yell like crazy that he was Sudama. I now have a lot of attention and I ofcourse sit down but the argument continues and we are deadlocked.
I give him a challenge that go ask ANYONE, anyone on the road, hostel and just mention three words - Lord Krishna, Childhood Friend and Poor and you would get the name. I am winning 5 - 1 right now and he has been outta room most morning tryng to find people to help him.
And here is another interesting part ...
Since Pochu is from Hyderabad, he asked yet another andhraite and he also said Kuchar.
And it wont get more interesting than this ...
Pochu is at this very moment on the phone with his mom asking the name of the poor friend. I dunno what her reply would be but as they say ... Curosity Kills and this reminds me of one of the mental models taught by Prof. Bakshi - Social Proof !
Do the epics change as we move from North India to South India? I know people are known with different names but is it possible that someone is famous as Mr. X in these neck of the woods and Mr. Y in other?
Edit: The name was changed from Kuchar to Kucheludu on a special request from my roomie ...
Here is the interesting part ...
Pochu says that his name was Kucheludu or something like that and I yell like crazy that he was Sudama. I now have a lot of attention and I ofcourse sit down but the argument continues and we are deadlocked.
I give him a challenge that go ask ANYONE, anyone on the road, hostel and just mention three words - Lord Krishna, Childhood Friend and Poor and you would get the name. I am winning 5 - 1 right now and he has been outta room most morning tryng to find people to help him.
And here is another interesting part ...
Since Pochu is from Hyderabad, he asked yet another andhraite and he also said Kuchar.
And it wont get more interesting than this ...
Pochu is at this very moment on the phone with his mom asking the name of the poor friend. I dunno what her reply would be but as they say ... Curosity Kills and this reminds me of one of the mental models taught by Prof. Bakshi - Social Proof !
Do the epics change as we move from North India to South India? I know people are known with different names but is it possible that someone is famous as Mr. X in these neck of the woods and Mr. Y in other?
Edit: The name was changed from Kuchar to Kucheludu on a special request from my roomie ...
EarthQuake - my first
I was about 9:30 odd in the morning and I was working on my comp ... typing away a senti mail to the group of best friends here and suddenly, the pen fell down from the table and EURREKA !!!! it was an earthquake !!!!
More later .. gotta rush ...
More later .. gotta rush ...
An accident and and a gift
So I was "apparently" working for Imperium and was supposed to goto a Flex Banner shop to get the backdrops for the Shubha Mudgal night and KK night.
So the shop owner was about 70 years old and was as active as anyone else could be. So we discussed the modalities and other finer details with him and we finally decided on the deal.
As we were coming back, he asked us to wait and went to his car. He got me and Divya a small gift each. He might have got that pouch and the keychain for free but the entire action of getting the gifts for us (we were mere customers) was very touching and I felt very very special !
Wish all the other people were as affectionate ...
And by the way I had a minor accident... I rammed 8101 into a Tata Sumo. No one was hurt physically but there was some broken glass and a broken heart ...
So the shop owner was about 70 years old and was as active as anyone else could be. So we discussed the modalities and other finer details with him and we finally decided on the deal.
As we were coming back, he asked us to wait and went to his car. He got me and Divya a small gift each. He might have got that pouch and the keychain for free but the entire action of getting the gifts for us (we were mere customers) was very touching and I felt very very special !
Wish all the other people were as affectionate ...
And by the way I had a minor accident... I rammed 8101 into a Tata Sumo. No one was hurt physically but there was some broken glass and a broken heart ...
Gandhi
Gandhi – one word, one name, one person and finally one nation. Gandhi is one of the few leaders who gave direction to Indian people and were instrumental in India’s struggle for freedom.
Born on 2nd October 1869 in a trader’s home, Gandhi was a very shy person by nature and had great difficulties in standing in front of a crowd and deliver a five minutes speech.
Probably the best thing about him was the way he was able to communicate with the 40 odd million Indians at that time. In those times, media was underdeveloped; there was no internet, television or radio access to the masses of the vast Indian continent. The media was heavily regulated and controlled by the British Empire. Yet he was able to communicate effectively to the 40 odd million Indians spread sporadically over the Indian subcontinent. Even today without the help of modern telecommunication techniques, no world leader can expect to be as effective.
He was shot dead by Nathu Ram Godsey on 30th January 1948 in Birla Mandir at Delhi and an era came to an end.
There have been many accounts of Gandhi’s life but personally I think Freedom at Midnight by Dominique Lapierre and Larry Collins captures Gandhi the best. They analyze Gandhi very rationally in light of all the evidence they could collect after talking to lot of people including Lord Mountbatten. This book is a must read for anyone remotely interested in India and its struggle for freedom.
In the end, here is a quote from GandhiJi himself ...
Born on 2nd October 1869 in a trader’s home, Gandhi was a very shy person by nature and had great difficulties in standing in front of a crowd and deliver a five minutes speech.
Probably the best thing about him was the way he was able to communicate with the 40 odd million Indians at that time. In those times, media was underdeveloped; there was no internet, television or radio access to the masses of the vast Indian continent. The media was heavily regulated and controlled by the British Empire. Yet he was able to communicate effectively to the 40 odd million Indians spread sporadically over the Indian subcontinent. Even today without the help of modern telecommunication techniques, no world leader can expect to be as effective.
He was shot dead by Nathu Ram Godsey on 30th January 1948 in Birla Mandir at Delhi and an era came to an end.
There have been many accounts of Gandhi’s life but personally I think Freedom at Midnight by Dominique Lapierre and Larry Collins captures Gandhi the best. They analyze Gandhi very rationally in light of all the evidence they could collect after talking to lot of people including Lord Mountbatten. This book is a must read for anyone remotely interested in India and its struggle for freedom.
In the end, here is a quote from GandhiJi himself ...
Live as if you were to die tomorrow.
Learn as if you were to live forever.
Yet Another Poem !!!!
When the class is so boring,
And everybody around is snoring,
Garg gets up to his antics,
and discusses 3M optics,
what a pity... we have to hear,
Cos its a course subject we have to bear ...
This is yet another thing that 04p030 wrote for me! I think I need to boost up my creativity and write better bigger and filthier poems on her !
And everybody around is snoring,
Garg gets up to his antics,
and discusses 3M optics,
what a pity... we have to hear,
Cos its a course subject we have to bear ...
This is yet another thing that 04p030 wrote for me! I think I need to boost up my creativity and write better bigger and filthier poems on her !
Missing my DCam !!!!
I used to own a Canon A75 before my sister robbed it off me and took it to Mumbai along with her. I was promised that I would be bought another camera pretty soon but it has been about 4 months now and the pretty soon is not yet here.
Its raining like anything here and in the past half an hour I have seen about 100 different shades of yellow, purple, red and what not in the wide open sky. Apart from these beautiful colours, my campus is all green and red and gray and the combination is any photographers dream. Right now outside my window, the sky is a tint between purple and orange, there are greeen leaves, red buiding and a guy in red t-shirt and white shorts.
I want to be a photographer some day and I think clicking random pictures here would help me learn the fine art.
O I miss my camera so much...
Its raining like anything here and in the past half an hour I have seen about 100 different shades of yellow, purple, red and what not in the wide open sky. Apart from these beautiful colours, my campus is all green and red and gray and the combination is any photographers dream. Right now outside my window, the sky is a tint between purple and orange, there are greeen leaves, red buiding and a guy in red t-shirt and white shorts.
I want to be a photographer some day and I think clicking random pictures here would help me learn the fine art.
O I miss my camera so much...
The Gender Wars
There is this girl in my class and she can play the Nokia Snake like no one else. I think she is addicted to snake and there was this Strategy Lecture where I was not so interested in the topic being covered so I came up with this sort of poem for her ...
And as they say Tit for Tat, she came up with this ...
Certainly far far better than what I wrote but things din't end there. She had to say the following also...
Once there was this lady
and then there was Nokia's Snake
She would do anything
anything in the world she could make
She had the drive to go endlessly
but the snake would put the brake
People around her would give her advice
the dear advice that she won't take
04p030 @ 98100***** won't listen
won't listen cos she was ADDICTED TO SNAKE
And as they say Tit for Tat, she came up with this ...
Here's was this guy who didn't like snake.
Who loved to chatter without any break.
On every silly thing, he has the silliest take.
Check him out on the blog he makes.
Certainly far far better than what I wrote but things din't end there. She had to say the following also...
Saurabh
And
Unstoppable
Rambling
Are
Best/Bitter (take ur pick!)
Humour
Thats Saurabh Garg for you!!
Haasil - Aankhen Bhi
A brief filmography of my current favrorite song .. :D
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zuban
Movie Name: Haasil (2003)
Singer: Abhijeet
Music Director: Jatin-Lalit
Lyrics: Israr Ansari
Year: 2003
Producer: Karma Network Ltd
Director: Tigmanshu Dhulia
Actors: Hrishitaa Bhatt, Jimmy Shergill
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Bin Bole Kardeti Hai Hsalat Yeh Pal Mein Bayan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Bin Bole Kardeti Hai Hsalat Yeh Pal Mein Bayan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Khamoshi Bhi To Pyaar Hai
Rakhti Bahut Yeh Asar Hai
Kab Ishq Hojaye Yaha Dil Ko Kahan Yeh Khabar Hai
Do Din Bhi Yeh Silsile Chup Sake Hai Kahan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Hume Neend Aye Na Jab Aankhon Mein
Badhne Lage Bekarari
Shabnam Ko Bhi Chune Se Jab
Mehsoos Ho Chingari
To Aisa Lagta Hai
Ek Hai Zameen Aasmaan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Bin Bole Kardeti Hai Hsalat Yeh Pal Mein Bayan
Bin Bole Kardeti Hai Hsalat Yeh Pal Mein Bayan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zuban
Movie Name: Haasil (2003)
Singer: Abhijeet
Music Director: Jatin-Lalit
Lyrics: Israr Ansari
Year: 2003
Producer: Karma Network Ltd
Director: Tigmanshu Dhulia
Actors: Hrishitaa Bhatt, Jimmy Shergill
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Bin Bole Kardeti Hai Hsalat Yeh Pal Mein Bayan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Bin Bole Kardeti Hai Hsalat Yeh Pal Mein Bayan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Khamoshi Bhi To Pyaar Hai
Rakhti Bahut Yeh Asar Hai
Kab Ishq Hojaye Yaha Dil Ko Kahan Yeh Khabar Hai
Do Din Bhi Yeh Silsile Chup Sake Hai Kahan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Hume Neend Aye Na Jab Aankhon Mein
Badhne Lage Bekarari
Shabnam Ko Bhi Chune Se Jab
Mehsoos Ho Chingari
To Aisa Lagta Hai
Ek Hai Zameen Aasmaan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Bin Bole Kardeti Hai Hsalat Yeh Pal Mein Bayan
Bin Bole Kardeti Hai Hsalat Yeh Pal Mein Bayan
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