There it is, is it back…? Back again
That hurting foresight, a past foreseen
Maybe the impossible might just happen…
The lightening may just strike… a second time
Giving rise to wounds that would never heal
Tried to stare down into the barrel of Future
Hoped for a cure… to overcome the past
Dreamt of a life, filled with that care
Looked at a heavenly bond to share
At the end of the unending dark tunnel
Thought… I saw a shimmer of heavenly blissful light
Pulled myself along, trying to get myself closer to it
Felt my energy… replenishing itself
Basking in the glory of that shine
Don’t know if that light is the true healer
Or is it just an oncoming train,
on whose tracks… I’ve tread for so long
Bearing the unevenness thrown at me…
The future is unknown… Hope still and will remain
Efforts shall try to strengthen itself
The Devil grins on one side and the Angel glares on the other
Decisions to be taken, to be made or just forced upon
To stay above or below the horizon
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Still Loving You
You’re gone… but your memories remain
In thy thoughts… I’ve become insane
Never will things become the same
That they were… in the presence of your name
I’ve turned completely into a fiend
The one, you promised to ever remain a friend
But you left… for reasons mystery bound
I will never be able to return to stable ground
The Love still remains, as long as this breath
But this mind’s domain… craving for death
As it has only caused trouble to other’s health
You were the one… the only one, a true wealth
Cherishing thy thoughts… am still loving you
Hopes of a future… just a faintly few
You achieved thy goal… that of eternal bliss
In the queue and still loving you… waiting for death’s kiss
In thy thoughts… I’ve become insane
Never will things become the same
That they were… in the presence of your name
I’ve turned completely into a fiend
The one, you promised to ever remain a friend
But you left… for reasons mystery bound
I will never be able to return to stable ground
The Love still remains, as long as this breath
But this mind’s domain… craving for death
As it has only caused trouble to other’s health
You were the one… the only one, a true wealth
Cherishing thy thoughts… am still loving you
Hopes of a future… just a faintly few
You achieved thy goal… that of eternal bliss
In the queue and still loving you… waiting for death’s kiss
The Johny
Ain’t no Song
Just sitting amidst this flickering light
Wondering how am I gonna spend the night
Will I have to again put up a fight?
Why can’t things always go on right?
Thinking of my existence… is there a reason
Is my relationship with others a treason?
Will this go on… for every season
In the horizon… Is it rising or setting, the sun?
Have been living so long, like a leech
It seems nothing’s left… no sensible speech
Every bond of life… seems to be nearing a breach
Feelings within are all out of reach
Have pulled these things… far too long
It seems to be ending, like a faint song
Times been swinging, on a ping pong
Striving to come through and remain strong
Enough of clinging… like a vine
Put an end to it and strengthen the spine
Life ain’t gonna be a straight line
Have a future to build… be it fine
Wondering how am I gonna spend the night
Will I have to again put up a fight?
Why can’t things always go on right?
Thinking of my existence… is there a reason
Is my relationship with others a treason?
Will this go on… for every season
In the horizon… Is it rising or setting, the sun?
Have been living so long, like a leech
It seems nothing’s left… no sensible speech
Every bond of life… seems to be nearing a breach
Feelings within are all out of reach
Have pulled these things… far too long
It seems to be ending, like a faint song
Times been swinging, on a ping pong
Striving to come through and remain strong
Enough of clinging… like a vine
Put an end to it and strengthen the spine
Life ain’t gonna be a straight line
Have a future to build… be it fine
The Johny
Monday, August 20, 2007
In thy absence...
Barren lands, bald trees, murky waters… is all that is seen
You left and along with you… went all the glee, wiped out clean
Things have turned gloomy and troubles are running free
Without you, I am unable to be the one I used to be
Up in the sky… the stars don’t seem so bright
The moon is in hiding… there’s darkness all night
The sun… in your absence, feels shining is not right
Trees bow down to a breeze with no vigor left to fight
The chirping of birds does not feel so sweet
The smiles of children, seems to be incomplete
Looking around, a distinct emptiness fills the air
Weird thoughts creep up, cornered in a haunting lair
Tears flow down the cheek, reminiscing the past
The ship of life seems to have a broken mast
The spirits that keep things lively, have lost their essence
Reality seems to have lost its grandeur … in thy absence
The Johny
17 August 2007
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
IRON MAIDEN Concert (17.03.2007)
-- As scripted by Vivian Nitin Lobo
Saturday, 17th March'07 was one of the biggest days of my life so far. It was the day when the Heavy Metal Gods, Iron Maiden came to India as a part of the Iron Maiden - A Matter Of Life And Death tour, 2007. Excuse my French, but I gotta say IT WAS FUCKING AWESOME!!! It just blew me off!
Me and my mates left home by 9:30, had to drop mom to her workplace and reached the venue by 10 AM. There were already some people camping there since a long time. At about 10:30 AM, we happened to meet Sam Dunn, the director of the documentary movie, Metal: A Head bangers Journey. Apparently he was filming his next documentary on Metal scene around the world.
Sam Dunn
It was round about 1 PM when we queued up and what a terrible experience it was! Scorching Indian summers and Heavy Metal concerts... not a good combination at all! People were constantly pushing and jostling each other. I was almost first to the gates and I looked back and saw an infinite crowd of screaming angry fans all clad in the Black Iron Maiden Tees. I had to persevere until 3:30 PM in that riot before I was let in and I could make it to the second row!!! I was upfront in the dead center, just 25 feet away from the mighty stage... now what more could I ask for in my life! Soon crowd was pouring in and I could catch a glimpse until half the arena not beyond it. When the ground was almost filled, the horrible crowd avalanches started. The back rows were pushing the front rows at rib-cracking force. Since I was in the center of 4th row, it was like a mosh pit ALL THE TIME! It was a lot of fun in the beginning but soon I was getting elbowed. And guys in front row were getting horribly squished against the barricade. Some passed out, some got brutally injured I think and many were craving for water!At this point I couldn't take it anymore...and just walked back and had a plan to get in front by the time Maiden performed...and might I add it worked....OK I had my good cousins around to buy me some soda...I so badly wanted to at the kebabs..but it was bloody expensive...The unfortunate thing was the phone lines were jammed...and so could not contact my other cousins and friends...in the venue...
At about 5:30 PM, F.T.N, a pansy band who were winners of MTV Campus Rock Idols Contest took the stage. Their set list consisted of about 4 songs I guess, two of which were covers of Korn, Rage Against the Machine. Come on, they were fuckin opening for Iron Maiden! This is a serious blasphemy. And sure enough, they were booed off the stage with everyone shouting "Fuck off" and raising the middle fingers. That must have been a kick in the crotch to those guys!
Parikrama
After 6:15 PM, another so-called Indian "rock" band, Parikrama came on to the stage for the second opening act. Honestly they failed to impress me. But they appealed to a handful of fans by performing their original numbers. Adding Violin instrument to almost all their songs was just sissy! But I kinda liked one of their songs Parikrama - Am I Dreaming, which was inspired by Frodo and Sam's exploits in J. R. R. Tolkien's The Lord of the Rings.
Lauren Harris
Next, it was cute Lauren Harris on stage. That was one of the privileges of being a daughter of Iron Maiden's Bassist Steve Harris! Hers is a punk rock band... you know kinda like Avril Lavigne. Lauren was welcomed much better than the previous two bands. When she finished performing 4 songs, the crowd was getting highly impatient... people were continuously screaming "Maiden, Maiden, Maiden...". She finished her 5th song somehow and left the stage.
It was close to 8 PM. The big time has finally come. The crowd was screaming at the top of their lungs for Maiden to come on to the stage. The painful right and left crowd avalanches started too, creating a huge moshpit in the front rows but I was out of it....
Then the stage was darkened momentarily and "Bruce Dickinson", the Iron Maiden's vocalist sprang onto the stage explosively by singing Iron Maiden – Different World followed by "Nicko McBrian" on Drums, "Dave Murray" and "Adrian Smith" on Lead Guitars, "Steve Harris" on Bass Guitar and finally "Janick Gers" on Rhythm Guitar. The crowd just went out of control. It is one of the most amazing moments of my life. I felt resurrected and got a surge of energy from no where seeing Maiden on stage! There I was standing, just humble 20 feet away from the Heavy Metal Gods and around me tens of thousands of fans screaming, head banging and moshing violently! It was simply jaw-dropping!!! Maiden then went onto perform the other two songs from their new album, Iron Maiden – These colors Don't Run, and Iron Maiden – Brighter Than A Thousand Suns. Then the next song, Iron Maiden – Wrathchild, from their second album, Iron Maiden - Killers was dedicated in "Leon Ireland's" memory who passed away last December - he was the lead singer of the famous Indian Rock band, "Moksha", which is credited to be the only Asian group to perform for the Iron Maiden tribute album Children of the Damned.
After Wrathchild, the crowd was shouting for the encore, Iron Maiden – The Trooper. As soon as Bruce heard that, he went in and came out in the the old British Trooper red uniform and British Flag and started performing The Trooper song with unparalleled energy. This was the best performance in my opinion. People went insanely wild too... singing along. It just felt like I was riding a wildly galloping horse!on heaven I absolutely loved it!
The Trooper was followed by another 2 songs from the new album, Iron Maiden – The Reincarnation of Benjamin Breeg and Iron Maiden – For The Greater Good of God. Next line-up was their classic songs, all my favorite ones:
Iron Maiden – Number of the Beast
Iron Maiden – Fear of the Dark
Iron Maiden – Run to the Hills
Iron Maiden – Iron Maiden
Iron Maiden – 2 Minutes to Midnight
Iron Maiden – The Evil That Men Do
and finally,
Iron Maiden – Hallowed Be Thy Name.
I totally loved these set of tracks as I must have listened to them at least a million times! While performing Fear of the Dark, Bruce climbed up the truss up to 30 feet high! It is simply mind blowing to watch the awesome stagemanship of Bruce; even though he is close to 50 years of age, he is amazingly energetic! And Iron Maiden's Mascot, Eddie The Head appeared in a Battle Tank in Iron Maiden song and then came onto the stage in soldier's uniform and with a rifle, during The Evil that Men Do song, in a signature style of the band!
During their last song, Hallowed Be Thy Name, I was almost on the verge of passing out. I was fully exhausted and I was mustering all the energy to pull through somehow. Ever since Maiden took the stage, I was in heaven all the time! At the end of the show, many fans just sat on the ground unwilling to leave the arena and relishing every moment of the spectacular show!
I've listened to Maiden's discography umpteen number of times, watched all their music videos, watched videos of their live performances like Rock in Rio, Donington Live 1992, Live at the Rainbow, Death on the Road etc. and I thought they were awesome. But believe me, watching Maiden live beats them all!!! It is simply mind-blowing and if I could make up a superlative degree of the word Awesome as Awesomest then that describes it!
Good news is that Bruce promised his Indian fans that Maiden would return again in another 17 months!!!
And I almost forgot...my cousin [John Brian] touched the drum heads when Bruce threw it into the crowd..but couldn't catch it..I so wish he did..cause I would have framed it.... All the moments were captured in a cellphone but I'm a complete novice in capturing videos and I guess all of you would have known the quality...but I should thank my friend for giving me his phone...for that one brilliant day....
Hail Iron Maiden!
UP THE IRONS \m/
Here are some of the pictures of the concert! FEAST YOUR EYES!!!
Saturday, 17th March'07 was one of the biggest days of my life so far. It was the day when the Heavy Metal Gods, Iron Maiden came to India as a part of the Iron Maiden - A Matter Of Life And Death tour, 2007. Excuse my French, but I gotta say IT WAS FUCKING AWESOME!!! It just blew me off!
Me and my mates left home by 9:30, had to drop mom to her workplace and reached the venue by 10 AM. There were already some people camping there since a long time. At about 10:30 AM, we happened to meet Sam Dunn, the director of the documentary movie, Metal: A Head bangers Journey. Apparently he was filming his next documentary on Metal scene around the world.
Sam Dunn
It was round about 1 PM when we queued up and what a terrible experience it was! Scorching Indian summers and Heavy Metal concerts... not a good combination at all! People were constantly pushing and jostling each other. I was almost first to the gates and I looked back and saw an infinite crowd of screaming angry fans all clad in the Black Iron Maiden Tees. I had to persevere until 3:30 PM in that riot before I was let in and I could make it to the second row!!! I was upfront in the dead center, just 25 feet away from the mighty stage... now what more could I ask for in my life! Soon crowd was pouring in and I could catch a glimpse until half the arena not beyond it. When the ground was almost filled, the horrible crowd avalanches started. The back rows were pushing the front rows at rib-cracking force. Since I was in the center of 4th row, it was like a mosh pit ALL THE TIME! It was a lot of fun in the beginning but soon I was getting elbowed. And guys in front row were getting horribly squished against the barricade. Some passed out, some got brutally injured I think and many were craving for water!At this point I couldn't take it anymore...and just walked back and had a plan to get in front by the time Maiden performed...and might I add it worked....OK I had my good cousins around to buy me some soda...I so badly wanted to at the kebabs..but it was bloody expensive...The unfortunate thing was the phone lines were jammed...and so could not contact my other cousins and friends...in the venue...
At about 5:30 PM, F.T.N, a pansy band who were winners of MTV Campus Rock Idols Contest took the stage. Their set list consisted of about 4 songs I guess, two of which were covers of Korn, Rage Against the Machine. Come on, they were fuckin opening for Iron Maiden! This is a serious blasphemy. And sure enough, they were booed off the stage with everyone shouting "Fuck off" and raising the middle fingers. That must have been a kick in the crotch to those guys!
Parikrama
After 6:15 PM, another so-called Indian "rock" band, Parikrama came on to the stage for the second opening act. Honestly they failed to impress me. But they appealed to a handful of fans by performing their original numbers. Adding Violin instrument to almost all their songs was just sissy! But I kinda liked one of their songs Parikrama - Am I Dreaming, which was inspired by Frodo and Sam's exploits in J. R. R. Tolkien's The Lord of the Rings.
Lauren Harris
Next, it was cute Lauren Harris on stage. That was one of the privileges of being a daughter of Iron Maiden's Bassist Steve Harris! Hers is a punk rock band... you know kinda like Avril Lavigne. Lauren was welcomed much better than the previous two bands. When she finished performing 4 songs, the crowd was getting highly impatient... people were continuously screaming "Maiden, Maiden, Maiden...". She finished her 5th song somehow and left the stage.
It was close to 8 PM. The big time has finally come. The crowd was screaming at the top of their lungs for Maiden to come on to the stage. The painful right and left crowd avalanches started too, creating a huge moshpit in the front rows but I was out of it....
Then the stage was darkened momentarily and "Bruce Dickinson", the Iron Maiden's vocalist sprang onto the stage explosively by singing Iron Maiden – Different World followed by "Nicko McBrian" on Drums, "Dave Murray" and "Adrian Smith" on Lead Guitars, "Steve Harris" on Bass Guitar and finally "Janick Gers" on Rhythm Guitar. The crowd just went out of control. It is one of the most amazing moments of my life. I felt resurrected and got a surge of energy from no where seeing Maiden on stage! There I was standing, just humble 20 feet away from the Heavy Metal Gods and around me tens of thousands of fans screaming, head banging and moshing violently! It was simply jaw-dropping!!! Maiden then went onto perform the other two songs from their new album, Iron Maiden – These colors Don't Run, and Iron Maiden – Brighter Than A Thousand Suns. Then the next song, Iron Maiden – Wrathchild, from their second album, Iron Maiden - Killers was dedicated in "Leon Ireland's" memory who passed away last December - he was the lead singer of the famous Indian Rock band, "Moksha", which is credited to be the only Asian group to perform for the Iron Maiden tribute album Children of the Damned.
After Wrathchild, the crowd was shouting for the encore, Iron Maiden – The Trooper. As soon as Bruce heard that, he went in and came out in the the old British Trooper red uniform and British Flag and started performing The Trooper song with unparalleled energy. This was the best performance in my opinion. People went insanely wild too... singing along. It just felt like I was riding a wildly galloping horse!on heaven I absolutely loved it!
The Trooper was followed by another 2 songs from the new album, Iron Maiden – The Reincarnation of Benjamin Breeg and Iron Maiden – For The Greater Good of God. Next line-up was their classic songs, all my favorite ones:
Iron Maiden – Number of the Beast
Iron Maiden – Fear of the Dark
Iron Maiden – Run to the Hills
Iron Maiden – Iron Maiden
Iron Maiden – 2 Minutes to Midnight
Iron Maiden – The Evil That Men Do
and finally,
Iron Maiden – Hallowed Be Thy Name.
I totally loved these set of tracks as I must have listened to them at least a million times! While performing Fear of the Dark, Bruce climbed up the truss up to 30 feet high! It is simply mind blowing to watch the awesome stagemanship of Bruce; even though he is close to 50 years of age, he is amazingly energetic! And Iron Maiden's Mascot, Eddie The Head appeared in a Battle Tank in Iron Maiden song and then came onto the stage in soldier's uniform and with a rifle, during The Evil that Men Do song, in a signature style of the band!
During their last song, Hallowed Be Thy Name, I was almost on the verge of passing out. I was fully exhausted and I was mustering all the energy to pull through somehow. Ever since Maiden took the stage, I was in heaven all the time! At the end of the show, many fans just sat on the ground unwilling to leave the arena and relishing every moment of the spectacular show!
I've listened to Maiden's discography umpteen number of times, watched all their music videos, watched videos of their live performances like Rock in Rio, Donington Live 1992, Live at the Rainbow, Death on the Road etc. and I thought they were awesome. But believe me, watching Maiden live beats them all!!! It is simply mind-blowing and if I could make up a superlative degree of the word Awesome as Awesomest then that describes it!
Good news is that Bruce promised his Indian fans that Maiden would return again in another 17 months!!!
And I almost forgot...my cousin [John Brian] touched the drum heads when Bruce threw it into the crowd..but couldn't catch it..I so wish he did..cause I would have framed it.... All the moments were captured in a cellphone but I'm a complete novice in capturing videos and I guess all of you would have known the quality...but I should thank my friend for giving me his phone...for that one brilliant day....
Hail Iron Maiden!
UP THE IRONS \m/
Here are some of the pictures of the concert! FEAST YOUR EYES!!!
Sunday, August 12, 2007
On the Edge
There are times… when you feel you’re on the edge
On all fronts… there is confusion, full fledge
At these times… it gets too very difficult to judge
Whether you have to or don’t have to budge
You get that feeling that you need to express
But there’s something within that lets it suppress
Thinking about my inability… leaves me depressed
But others’ pleasure… that gets me impressed
Difficult to decide… on which side to jump
To let it out or keep it in… could lead to a slump
It’s stuck in the throat like a lump
Connections go haywire in your brain’s dump
Left with decisions… whether to take or not to take
Ain’t easy to differentiate between the real and the fake
You get that feeling of a mirage… with life at stake
Got to realize… whether to live for oneself or for others’ sake
On all fronts… there is confusion, full fledge
At these times… it gets too very difficult to judge
Whether you have to or don’t have to budge
You get that feeling that you need to express
But there’s something within that lets it suppress
Thinking about my inability… leaves me depressed
But others’ pleasure… that gets me impressed
Difficult to decide… on which side to jump
To let it out or keep it in… could lead to a slump
It’s stuck in the throat like a lump
Connections go haywire in your brain’s dump
Left with decisions… whether to take or not to take
Ain’t easy to differentiate between the real and the fake
You get that feeling of a mirage… with life at stake
Got to realize… whether to live for oneself or for others’ sake
The Johny
Feelings of a Feeling
You… an ideal pal and a truly special person
With you, to strengthen a relation, there’s no need to reason
It’s left to you… to take certain decisions
You are happiness and joy… for all the seasons
There’s something in those deep eyes… a true mystery
It could last forever in thy history
As you speak… a spell of joy you cast
Drudgery of pain and sadness… all become past
The trust you show… flows as a lifeline
Your care and kindness… strengthens my spine
Your smile entrusts a future… I could say its mine
Relation with you… has changed my life’s twine
You too have some things within, that cause you trouble
You need to share it and not make it double
Once you pour it out… you’ll see the pain crumble
Remember there’s the one to help you always, when you stumble
Those times when I’ve put you down
On your face… brought a frown
In the rivers of doubt, made you drown
Pardon me for those weeds I had sown
Thoughts might arise that this is to flatter you
But remember that these are expressions, I had due
I have a wish… hoping for eternity, it’ll be true
That You remain fresh forever, as the morning dew
With you, to strengthen a relation, there’s no need to reason
It’s left to you… to take certain decisions
You are happiness and joy… for all the seasons
There’s something in those deep eyes… a true mystery
It could last forever in thy history
As you speak… a spell of joy you cast
Drudgery of pain and sadness… all become past
The trust you show… flows as a lifeline
Your care and kindness… strengthens my spine
Your smile entrusts a future… I could say its mine
Relation with you… has changed my life’s twine
You too have some things within, that cause you trouble
You need to share it and not make it double
Once you pour it out… you’ll see the pain crumble
Remember there’s the one to help you always, when you stumble
Those times when I’ve put you down
On your face… brought a frown
In the rivers of doubt, made you drown
Pardon me for those weeds I had sown
Thoughts might arise that this is to flatter you
But remember that these are expressions, I had due
I have a wish… hoping for eternity, it’ll be true
That You remain fresh forever, as the morning dew
The Johny
Out of Sight
Why does it feel like the truth is being kept… out of sight
Is it coz’ you feel, me being not worthy or is it out of my might
Or is it just that I always land you up in a sorrowful plight
You feel that by letting me know… nothing would go on right
This green-eyed zeal… a cause for their entire hurting outburst
The reason remains obscure… there isn’t any cure for this thirst
Till my last breath… shall remain possibly cursed
It feels like a plague… always getting the crowd dispersed
It’s been out of sight… the value of your precious tears
There’s nothing to hide… it is possibly a consequence of fears
It’s true… you’re under the promise from nears and dears
But as you had once told, with changing time… you had to change gears
You might just wonder… why I am imposing on thy thought
Its coz I don’t want to see you suffer the mental fights that I’ve fought
Its true… there are hopes, expectations and goals you have to sought
It hurts to think of you, in a mental haze, in which I was once caught
There’s something that still remains hidden within those eyes
There’s nothing that hurts more than hearing those good-byes
All that I’ve expressed… its tough for you, to understand what it implies
Maybe… you’ve got to come out of your strong disguise
Is it coz’ you feel, me being not worthy or is it out of my might
Or is it just that I always land you up in a sorrowful plight
You feel that by letting me know… nothing would go on right
This green-eyed zeal… a cause for their entire hurting outburst
The reason remains obscure… there isn’t any cure for this thirst
Till my last breath… shall remain possibly cursed
It feels like a plague… always getting the crowd dispersed
It’s been out of sight… the value of your precious tears
There’s nothing to hide… it is possibly a consequence of fears
It’s true… you’re under the promise from nears and dears
But as you had once told, with changing time… you had to change gears
You might just wonder… why I am imposing on thy thought
Its coz I don’t want to see you suffer the mental fights that I’ve fought
Its true… there are hopes, expectations and goals you have to sought
It hurts to think of you, in a mental haze, in which I was once caught
There’s something that still remains hidden within those eyes
There’s nothing that hurts more than hearing those good-byes
All that I’ve expressed… its tough for you, to understand what it implies
Maybe… you’ve got to come out of your strong disguise
The Johny
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
YOU, with Me
Heavenly it seems all around, when you’re with me
There’s happiness ‘n’ joy in all that I see
To be alongside You, I’d even plead on my knee
You let me be myself, a chained bird… set free
When You’re with me, joy seems to have no limit
Sadness gets fainter, as you come alongside and sit
All pieces in my life’s puzzle seems to fit
Darkness, seems to fade with the light you lit
When You’re with me, it seems there’s nothing to want
Those thoughts varnish that once used to haunt
You give me the chance to start afresh a life, something new
It seems, you’re the one to drive away the blue
The charm ‘n’ happiness spread on your face
Just opens up all the knots in my mind’s lace
You give me the feeling of having a place in this space
Pray that forever you shall remain, spreading that grace
There’s happiness ‘n’ joy in all that I see
To be alongside You, I’d even plead on my knee
You let me be myself, a chained bird… set free
When You’re with me, joy seems to have no limit
Sadness gets fainter, as you come alongside and sit
All pieces in my life’s puzzle seems to fit
Darkness, seems to fade with the light you lit
When You’re with me, it seems there’s nothing to want
Those thoughts varnish that once used to haunt
You give me the chance to start afresh a life, something new
It seems, you’re the one to drive away the blue
The charm ‘n’ happiness spread on your face
Just opens up all the knots in my mind’s lace
You give me the feeling of having a place in this space
Pray that forever you shall remain, spreading that grace
The Johny
Within You
It’s within You… both the best and the worst
It’s your decision to let your talents have an outburst
It doesn’t matter, whose gonna be last or the first
Its what You chip in… that’s gonna quench the thirst
For the genius that’s within You… You alone are the host
Don’t let any failure haunt you like a ghost
It’s for what you are that people like you the most
It’s an honour… to raise to yourself, the finest toast
Good, better or the best… there ain’t no comparison
You got to have yourself, as the limit of all expectation
Think, you and yourself are the only ones in competitions
Otherwise, the heart ‘n’ mind could play tricks with fluctuations
If you sulk for past deeds… it only weakens you and your cast
Suppressing yourself, dwindling your conscience… pretty fast
Once the moment is gone, it becomes a part of the past
Remember only those, which prove to strengthen your mast
Don’t let others’ deeds bring you into a state of being forlorn
It only declines your being… helping you to remain torn
Remember the Genius within… to whom, Life you’ve sworn
YOU are the Best and that’s why you were born
It’s your decision to let your talents have an outburst
It doesn’t matter, whose gonna be last or the first
Its what You chip in… that’s gonna quench the thirst
For the genius that’s within You… You alone are the host
Don’t let any failure haunt you like a ghost
It’s for what you are that people like you the most
It’s an honour… to raise to yourself, the finest toast
Good, better or the best… there ain’t no comparison
You got to have yourself, as the limit of all expectation
Think, you and yourself are the only ones in competitions
Otherwise, the heart ‘n’ mind could play tricks with fluctuations
If you sulk for past deeds… it only weakens you and your cast
Suppressing yourself, dwindling your conscience… pretty fast
Once the moment is gone, it becomes a part of the past
Remember only those, which prove to strengthen your mast
Don’t let others’ deeds bring you into a state of being forlorn
It only declines your being… helping you to remain torn
Remember the Genius within… to whom, Life you’ve sworn
YOU are the Best and that’s why you were born
The Johny
The Change
The Change… an inexorable outcome to some cryptic reason
There’s no way to find a basis… it could be treason
This could come up anytime, anywhere… any season
It could evolve in anybody… in any possible relation
For the better or the worse… you might give in to a change
The decision is yours to choose the change, of any range
To me… it could seem in someway, there’s something strange
It’s good, as long as it brings a smile on your cute flange
Changes come about quite often, in search for better vicinity
It’s expected for them to change, irked by somebody’s personality
People tend to join the better… leaving those with no dignity
They give in, to a makeover… to get away from existing insanity
Sometimes, changes in others could be letting you down
First see… if the transformation is in you, that is bringing the frown
Try to understand the way… how the transformation has grown
You got to realize… who had these seeds of change, initially sown.
There’s no way to find a basis… it could be treason
This could come up anytime, anywhere… any season
It could evolve in anybody… in any possible relation
For the better or the worse… you might give in to a change
The decision is yours to choose the change, of any range
To me… it could seem in someway, there’s something strange
It’s good, as long as it brings a smile on your cute flange
Changes come about quite often, in search for better vicinity
It’s expected for them to change, irked by somebody’s personality
People tend to join the better… leaving those with no dignity
They give in, to a makeover… to get away from existing insanity
Sometimes, changes in others could be letting you down
First see… if the transformation is in you, that is bringing the frown
Try to understand the way… how the transformation has grown
You got to realize… who had these seeds of change, initially sown.
The Johny
To be with You
Where have you gone… O Sweet Child o’ mine
Wanted you, to be with me… all the time
Times spent with you, seemed to be very fine
But, how much I miss you… is hard to define
In your eyes… I saw the peace of a sleeping child
So calm, happy, innocent and forever mild
To be with you… is what I’ve always tried
For this reason, many a times have I cried
Want to talk to you… Want to hold you…
Want to dance with you… Want to embrace you…
Want to do all things… only alongside you
But for all this… I wanted to ever be with you
In your absence… I miss all the sweetness
Yearn for the peace… I found in your calmness
Each moment… I miss every bit of your liveliness
Just want to be with you forever… my eternal happiness
Wanted you, to be with me… all the time
Times spent with you, seemed to be very fine
But, how much I miss you… is hard to define
In your eyes… I saw the peace of a sleeping child
So calm, happy, innocent and forever mild
To be with you… is what I’ve always tried
For this reason, many a times have I cried
Want to talk to you… Want to hold you…
Want to dance with you… Want to embrace you…
Want to do all things… only alongside you
But for all this… I wanted to ever be with you
In your absence… I miss all the sweetness
Yearn for the peace… I found in your calmness
Each moment… I miss every bit of your liveliness
Just want to be with you forever… my eternal happiness
The Johny
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Best Out of Office Auto-replies ...
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If I was in, chances are you wouldn't have received anything at all.
3. I will be unable to delete all the unread, worthless emails you send me until I return from holiday on 4 April. Please be patient and your mail will be deleted in the order it was received.
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7. I've run away to join a different circus.
A poem on Engineer (Hindi)
Engineer woh hain
jo aksar phasta hain
Badi companiyon ke jaal mey
Boss aur client ke bawaal mey
jo pak
Meetings ki jhelai mey
Submissions ki gehraai mey
Teamwork ki chataai mey
jo laga rehta hain
Schedule ko failane mey
Targets ko khiskaane mey
Roz naye-naye bahaane banane mey
Engineer woh hain
jo lunch time mey Breakfast karta hain
Dinner time mey Lunch karta hain aur
Commutation ke waqt soya karta hain
Engineer woh hain
jo paagal hain
Chai aur samose ke pyaar mey
Cigarette ke khumaar mey
Birdwatching ke vichaar mey
jo khoya hain
Reminders ke jawaab mey
Na milne waale hisaab mey
Behtar Bhavishya ke khwaab mey
Engineer woh hain
jise intezaar hain
Weekend nights par dhoom machaane ka
Boss ke chutti par jaane ka
Increment ki khabar aane ka
Engineer woh hain
jo sochta hain
Kaash padhaai par dhyaan diya hota
Kaash teacher se panga na liya hota
Kaash ishq na kiya hota....
Kaash....
Never propose to a SoftWare Girl...
Never propose a Testing girl since she always doubts U.
Never propose a DATABASE girl since she always wants her Boyfriend to be a UNIQUE key.
Never propose a C girl because she always have a tendency to BREAK the things and EXIT from life.
Never propose a C++ girl as u may encounter some problems in INHERITANCE.
Never propose a JAVA girl since she always throws EXCEPTIONS.
Never propose a VB girl since she has resignation FORM with her always.
Never propose a UNIX girl ,she always dump u with a core.
Never propose a PASCAL girl ,she always scolds u as rascal.
Never propose a COBOL girl since she may be very good in DIVISION of families.
Never propose a NETWORK girl since she may be very good in shooting troubles.
Better propose a girl not belonging to SOFTWARE FAMILY
Propose A GIRL FROM A "HARD"WARE FAMILY, THEN...
Never propose a DATABASE girl since she always wants her Boyfriend to be a UNIQUE key.
Never propose a C girl because she always have a tendency to BREAK the things and EXIT from life.
Never propose a C++ girl as u may encounter some problems in INHERITANCE.
Never propose a JAVA girl since she always throws EXCEPTIONS.
Never propose a VB girl since she has resignation FORM with her always.
Never propose a UNIX girl ,she always dump u with a core.
Never propose a PASCAL girl ,she always scolds u as rascal.
Never propose a COBOL girl since she may be very good in DIVISION of families.
Never propose a NETWORK girl since she may be very good in shooting troubles.
Better propose a girl not belonging to SOFTWARE FAMILY
Propose A GIRL FROM A "HARD"WARE FAMILY, THEN...
From Within...
Some of the most significant messages people deliver to one another often come in just three words. When spoken or conveyed, those statements have the power to forge new friendships, deepen old ones and restore relationships that have cooled. The following three-word phrases can enrich every relationship.
I'LL BE THERE - Being there for another person is the greatest gift we can give. When we are truly present for other people, important things happen to them and to us. We are renewed in love and friendship. We are restored emotionally and spiritually. 'Being there' is at the very very core of civility.
I MISS YOU - Perhaps more marriages could be salvaged and strengthened if couples simply and sincerely said to each other, "I miss you." This powerful affirmation tells partners they are wanted, needed, desired and loved.
I RESPECT YOU - Respect is another way of showing love. Respect conveys the feeling that
another person is a true equal. It is a powerful way to affirm the importance of a relationship.
MAYBE YOU'RE RIGHT - This phrase is highly effective in diffusing an argument and restoring
frayed emotions. The flip side of "maybe you're right" is the humility of admitting "maybe I'm wrong."
PLEASE FORGIVE ME - Many broken relationships could be restored and healed if people would admit their mistakes and ask for forgiveness. All of us are vulnerable to faults, foibles and failures. A man should never be ashamed to own he has been in the wrong, which is but saying, in other words, that he is wiser today than he was yesterday.
I THANK YOU - Gratitude is an exquisite form of courtesy. People who enjoy the companionship of good, close friends are those who don't take daily courtesies for granted. They are quick to thank their friends for their many expressions of kindness. On the other hand, people whose circle of friends is severely constricted often do not have the attitude of gratitude.
COUNT ON ME - "A friend is one who walks in when others walk out," Loyalty is an essential ingredient for true friendship; it is the emotional glue that bonds people. Those who are rich in their relationships tend to be steady and true friends. When troubles come, a good friend is there, indicating "you can count on me."
LET ME HELP - The best of friends see a need and try to fill it. When they spot a hurt they do what they can to heal it. Without being asked, they pitch in and help.
I UNDERSTAND YOU - People become closer and enjoy each other more if they feel the other person accepts and understands them. Letting others know in so many little ways that you understand him or her is one of the most powerful tools for healing your relationship.
GO FOR IT - Some of your friends may be non conformists, have unique projects and unusual hobbies. Support them in pursuing their interests. Rather than urging your loved ones to conform, encourage their uniqueness-everyone has dreams that no one else has.
I suppose the 3 little words that you were expecting to see have to be reserved for those who are special;
that is I LOVE YOU.
A letter to Dad...
A FATHER PASSING BY HIS SON'S BEDROOM WAS ASTONISHED TO SEE THE BED WAS NICELY MADE AND EVERYTHING WAS PICKED UP.
THEN HE SAW AN ENVELOPE PROPPED UP PROMINENTLY ON THE CENTER OF THE BED.
IT WAS ADDRESSED, "DAD".
WITH THE WORST PREMONITION, HE OPENED THE ENVELOPE AND READ
THE LETTER WITH TREMBLING HANDS:
DEAR DAD,
IT IS WITH GREAT REGRET AND SORROW THAT I'M WRITING THIS.
I HAD TO ELOPE WITH MY NEW GIRLFRIEND BECAUSE I WANTED
TO AVOID A SCENE WITH MOM AND YOU.
I'VE BEEN FINDING REAL PASSION WITH BARBARA AND SHE IS
SO NICE EVEN WITH ALL HER PIERCING, TATTOOS, AND HER
TIGHT MOTORCYCLE CLOTHES.
BUT IT'S NOT ONLY THE PASSION DAD, SHE'S PREGNANT
AND BARBARA SAID THAT WE WILL BE VERY HAPPY.
EVEN THOUGH YOU DON'T CARE FOR HER AS SHE
IS MUCH OLDER THAN I, SHE ALREADY OWNS A TRAILER
IN THE WOODS AND HAS A STACK OF FIREWOOD FOR THE
WHOLE WINTER.
SHE WANTS TO HAVE MANY MORE CHILDREN
WITH ME AND THAT'S NOW ONE OF MY DREAMS TOO.
BARBARA TAUGHT ME THAT MARIJUANA DOESN'T REALLY HURT ANYONE
AND WE'LL BE GROWING IT FOR OURSELVES AND TRADING
IT WITH HER FRIENDS FOR ALL THE COCAINE AND ECSTASY WE WANT.
IN THE MEANTIME, WE'LL PRAY THAT SCIENCE WILL FIND A CURE
FOR AIDS SO BARBARA CAN GET BETTER; SHE SURE
DESERVES IT!!
DON'T WORRY DAD, I'M 15 YEARS OLD NOW AND I KNOW HOW TO TAKE
CARE OF MYSELF.
SOMEDAY I'M SURE WE'LL BE BACK TO VISIT SO YOU CAN
GET TO KNOW YOUR GRANDCHILDREN.
YOUR SON, JOHNNY
P.S. DAD, NONE OF THIS IS TRUE. I'M OVER AT THE NEIGHBOR'S
HOUSE. I JUST WANTED TO REMIND YOU THAT THERE
ARE WORSE THINGS IN LIFE THAN MY REPORT CARD
THAT'S IN MY DESK CENTER DRAWER. I LOVE YOU!
CALL WHEN IT'S SAFE FOR ME TO COME HOME.
THEN HE SAW AN ENVELOPE PROPPED UP PROMINENTLY ON THE CENTER OF THE BED.
IT WAS ADDRESSED, "DAD".
WITH THE WORST PREMONITION, HE OPENED THE ENVELOPE AND READ
THE LETTER WITH TREMBLING HANDS:
DEAR DAD,
IT IS WITH GREAT REGRET AND SORROW THAT I'M WRITING THIS.
I HAD TO ELOPE WITH MY NEW GIRLFRIEND BECAUSE I WANTED
TO AVOID A SCENE WITH MOM AND YOU.
I'VE BEEN FINDING REAL PASSION WITH BARBARA AND SHE IS
SO NICE EVEN WITH ALL HER PIERCING, TATTOOS, AND HER
TIGHT MOTORCYCLE CLOTHES.
BUT IT'S NOT ONLY THE PASSION DAD, SHE'S PREGNANT
AND BARBARA SAID THAT WE WILL BE VERY HAPPY.
EVEN THOUGH YOU DON'T CARE FOR HER AS SHE
IS MUCH OLDER THAN I, SHE ALREADY OWNS A TRAILER
IN THE WOODS AND HAS A STACK OF FIREWOOD FOR THE
WHOLE WINTER.
SHE WANTS TO HAVE MANY MORE CHILDREN
WITH ME AND THAT'S NOW ONE OF MY DREAMS TOO.
BARBARA TAUGHT ME THAT MARIJUANA DOESN'T REALLY HURT ANYONE
AND WE'LL BE GROWING IT FOR OURSELVES AND TRADING
IT WITH HER FRIENDS FOR ALL THE COCAINE AND ECSTASY WE WANT.
IN THE MEANTIME, WE'LL PRAY THAT SCIENCE WILL FIND A CURE
FOR AIDS SO BARBARA CAN GET BETTER; SHE SURE
DESERVES IT!!
DON'T WORRY DAD, I'M 15 YEARS OLD NOW AND I KNOW HOW TO TAKE
CARE OF MYSELF.
SOMEDAY I'M SURE WE'LL BE BACK TO VISIT SO YOU CAN
GET TO KNOW YOUR GRANDCHILDREN.
YOUR SON, JOHNNY
P.S. DAD, NONE OF THIS IS TRUE. I'M OVER AT THE NEIGHBOR'S
HOUSE. I JUST WANTED TO REMIND YOU THAT THERE
ARE WORSE THINGS IN LIFE THAN MY REPORT CARD
THAT'S IN MY DESK CENTER DRAWER. I LOVE YOU!
CALL WHEN IT'S SAFE FOR ME TO COME HOME.
GROWING OLDER ... an Article
Nice one, read till end .... A highly inspirational article... read on.
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.
She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze.
She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, have a couple of children, and then retire and travel."
"No seriously," I asked.
I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.
"We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. "You have to laugh and find humor every day.
"You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!"
She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Over and Done
Time has run out by itself, the act is over and done
Its no use in wailing, losing out on all the fun
Its time to realize the rising of the new sun
Look out... the change in them has also begun
The pain and the hurt they've triggered has to be forgotten
Its true... they have no ears to hear what is hidden
Don't keep it within and have yourself remain bitten
You know its not easy to enact as it is being written
Let bygones be bygones, it ain't as easy as being said
For this provocation, they had a platform already laid
It seems, the good spirits have all begun to fade
These emotions and expectations ain't from some blunt blade
There's nothing left to expect, having lost all self-respect
Look around... to only see them look upon you, with disrespect
They think... you're the one who has come to infect
On every word you spurt out, they begin to suspect
Have they forgotten that you still exist...
Or with the prayer for your end they still persist
Hoping that you be gone, like the cryptic cysts
You ain't got any value... just a ruin, is what they insist
Its out of question... to get back to being sane
The feeling of going afar has come with all this pain
Tribulations have taken a U turn, driving the mind insane
Efforts to have it over and done... have all gone in vain
The Johny
Invisible
The look in thy eyes... tells me that I'm Invisible
It gives rise to an emotional barrier, invincible
So confused... to go ahead, will I ever be able?
All dreams transform to nightmares... fear remains stable
The feeling is creeping in... You cannot see me
All hopes n expectations are on a breaking spree
Tribulations have grown... the mind ain't gonna be free
Nobody is gonna know the reason... why You cannot see
Is this a trick or a mirage... played by the mind
Or is it just the aftermath of deeds, I've left behind
The road ahead seems so very steeply inclined
It will forever be a mystery... who's the one being blind
It's true... there'll be a change once this is read
Most probably you might forget all that is being said
There could be a new aggravation, to be made
Hoping that... all this being written will surely fade
It gives rise to an emotional barrier, invincible
So confused... to go ahead, will I ever be able?
All dreams transform to nightmares... fear remains stable
The feeling is creeping in... You cannot see me
All hopes n expectations are on a breaking spree
Tribulations have grown... the mind ain't gonna be free
Nobody is gonna know the reason... why You cannot see
Is this a trick or a mirage... played by the mind
Or is it just the aftermath of deeds, I've left behind
The road ahead seems so very steeply inclined
It will forever be a mystery... who's the one being blind
It's true... there'll be a change once this is read
Most probably you might forget all that is being said
There could be a new aggravation, to be made
Hoping that... all this being written will surely fade
The Johny
Wishing YOU were here...
Wishing you were here... is all that I can do
Happiness is parting with me, along with it... are you?
Ain't know why I've been acting so dumb
Hoping n wishing for all good things to come
Times have been the best, when you were near
Everything becomes unclear when you're not here
It hurts as he heart is being pierced by a spear
Get no answer for the question... Where are you my dear?
Tears roll down the cheek... in times of your absence
Everything turns dark... missing your essence
Fear flows thro' the nerves, in a hurry
Showers of sadness come down in a flurry
Hours pass by... haven't heard your voice
Waiting for that heavenly tone... amidst the noise
Miss that care n touch, you once spread with a poise
Wishing you were here... would pay for it, any price
Happiness is parting with me, along with it... are you?
Ain't know why I've been acting so dumb
Hoping n wishing for all good things to come
Times have been the best, when you were near
Everything becomes unclear when you're not here
It hurts as he heart is being pierced by a spear
Get no answer for the question... Where are you my dear?
Tears roll down the cheek... in times of your absence
Everything turns dark... missing your essence
Fear flows thro' the nerves, in a hurry
Showers of sadness come down in a flurry
Hours pass by... haven't heard your voice
Waiting for that heavenly tone... amidst the noise
Miss that care n touch, you once spread with a poise
Wishing you were here... would pay for it, any price
The Johny
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
The Feeling
The Feeling... there's something great about it
When it comes over, everything seems to perfectly fit
Once in a while... it comes alongside to sit
It truly brightens up your life's skit
Words remain inadequate to describe The Feeling
It cannot amount to the joy that it does bring
When it is around... the heart does happily sing
A song, on hearing which... all your troubles fling
The Feeling... it's as simple as life can get
You begin to forget all tribulations... once you've met
To give into it... you'd even put your life on a bet
It doesn't matter the things that you've to let
The Feeling... fills you with an exceptional expression
That's sure to leave an everlasting impression
It gives an assurance taht there's no place for repression
A passion with a truly vivacious repercussion
The Johny
8 November
Dreamer
There's this person that I know... he's just a dreamer
He's so confused, doesn't know his life is going dimmer
He's got so many expectations, going thinner and slimmer
But still there's in his eyes... that mystical shimmer
He keeps dreaming of dreams that might never come true
He's planning for a change that needs him to hide the blue
He wants to bring into his life... something totally new
One thing he very much dislikes... is bidding adieu
The dreamer... continues fighting his battles all alone
He's sort of a person... could be forever trouble-prone
He's got within, the feeling that his heart is made of stone
He's stuck in the middle... with a lonely tone
The Johny
Why is it so... ?
Sometimes, I just wonder... Why is it so?
Why do tears from the heart, as a stream down the cheek does flow?
Why do I have to live life and let troubles around, to grow?
Why do I have to reap weeds that others are planning to sow?
Why is it so... Why do I feel that you're trying to ignore me?
Is it something to do with the way that you see my cryptic spree?
Or is it that my self-centeredness has never let you be free?
Or is it that I've never let you live life the way you agree?
Why is it so... Why am I not able to express the feeling?
Why is it that I'm always incomplete in things I'm dealing?
Why is it that life seems now, so damn grueling?
Everything that I do and think seems so unappealing?
Why is it so... Why can't I hide within, all my emotions?
Why do I feel so frustrated without any possible invocations?
Why does anger boil my veins, with no provocations?
Why do I give into sadness without any convolutions?
Why is it so... Why am I unable to help happiness, spread?
Why do I always do deeds that others always dread?
Why is life being torn like clothe made from the weakest thread?
Why don't I understand others? Is there no place for my head?
Why do tears from the heart, as a stream down the cheek does flow?
Why do I have to live life and let troubles around, to grow?
Why do I have to reap weeds that others are planning to sow?
Why is it so... Why do I feel that you're trying to ignore me?
Is it something to do with the way that you see my cryptic spree?
Or is it that my self-centeredness has never let you be free?
Or is it that I've never let you live life the way you agree?
Why is it so... Why am I not able to express the feeling?
Why is it that I'm always incomplete in things I'm dealing?
Why is it that life seems now, so damn grueling?
Everything that I do and think seems so unappealing?
Why is it so... Why can't I hide within, all my emotions?
Why do I feel so frustrated without any possible invocations?
Why does anger boil my veins, with no provocations?
Why do I give into sadness without any convolutions?
Why is it so... Why am I unable to help happiness, spread?
Why do I always do deeds that others always dread?
Why is life being torn like clothe made from the weakest thread?
Why don't I understand others? Is there no place for my head?
The Johny
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Engineering... ?@$%#
1. Some Basic definitions..
Babe : After two years in Engineering, anything remotely female qualifies for that title...
Senior : Guy who got ragged as junior and wanna get some payback...
Fresher : Guy who has to ask where the canteen is...
Really Dumb Fresher : Guy who asks a senior where the canteen is.
Really Really Dumb fresher : Guy who follows the senior to the canteen.
Ragging : The unfortunate fate of the previous idiot.
Evasive action : Watch the juniors when any seniors come nearby. (No one runs faster than a fresher. NO ONE.)
Lectures : Waste of time..physical presence is a must...only meant for sleeping, completing assignments & general TP
Tuitions : What you take when you don't waste enough time....
Professor : Person paid to put students to sleep.
Vernac Prof : Unusual variant of previous individual who comes packaged with his own brand of English ("Now you check me our journal." "You Out get from class." "Are you Understand, Beta?" )
Practicals : 60 to 90 minutes in which you watch the girls do your experiment, and usually destroy a considerable array of lab equipment.
Hopeless Practical : The practical in which there are no girls in your group simply look blankly at each other, fiddle with the equipment, and finally copy the readings. from the girls of course...).
2. The Truth about exams....
Timing...when
Irony : The guy who copied your entire paper passes and you flunk.
Critical Calculation : Summing up the marks you attempted worth in the exam...
KT : Makes you suicidal..the WAY of life...
Year Drop : Makes dad homicidal.
Reverification : A cruel joke. (results of which come after you give the KT exam).
3. An engineer's 10 engg commandments of Life
1. Thou shalt study only during the preparatory leave.
2. Thou shalt never write thy assignments
3. Thou shalt begin writing thy journals only on the morning of submission.
4. Thou shalt treat all marks above 40 as bonus.
5. Thou shalt have at least 70 per cent attendance in the canteen.
6. Thou shalt pass GRACEfully.
7. Thou shalt always be an OUTstanding student.
8. Thou shalt give thy attendance without being present...PROXY is a MUST
9. If thou can't convince them , confuse them.
10. Thou shalt start every sentence with a four lettered word.
4. The Years of Engineering
F.E. Fond of Engineering
S.E. Sick Of Engineering
T.E. Tired of Engineering
B.E. Balls to Engineering
is it worth it???
Engineers Anthem:
Hum Honge All Clear,Honge All Clear, Honge All Clear Ek Din,
OH-HO, Mann me hai vishwas, pura hai vishwas,
hum hoge all clear ek din
Top two Engineering Rumours:
'Did you hear the results are being put up today at 5:30pm'
'Did you hear the exams are postponed by two weeks, its been put up at VJTI'
The most dreaded acronym for Engineers :
ATKT ( After Trying Keep Trying)
The most important criteria while selecting an engineering college:
Girl to Boy ratio ( if more than 0.025% then that college is engineers dream come true)
Engineers at work:
Assignments solved by one and then carrying out mass transfer operations throughout the class
The most important machine for Engineers :
Xerox Machine ( Without which assignment completion wouldn't be possible)
The most important table in an Engineer's House:
The glass table ( to carry out GT operations, during Night Duty.)
The only queue an Engineer is familiar with:
Submission Queue
An Engineer's favourite watch:
Bird Watch !
Common Engineering Dialogues...
After a paper :
'What is this yaar, more than 70% of the paper was out of the syllabus'
'This was the worst paper set in the entire engineering history'
'I am failing....I got screwed royally'
On being Late
"I thought it is a monday" (lab starts at 10:45 on monday)
"I was searching for the Classroom"
(classic) " Train was late"
During Lecture
"Sushil ka assignment 2 tere paas hai??"
(classic)"Heads, we go home, Tails, we go home now!!!"
(classic2)"Journal sheet hai??"
Lab
"Expt. 2 likha??"
"Attendance ho
(classic)"Karna kya hai??"
Unit Test
"Oh F***!!! Itna syllabus cover ho
(classic)"Aaj kounsa test hai?"
For attendance
(less attendance isliye attendance badane ke liye bahane)
"I was late , so watchman dint let me in"
"I forgot the I-card , so watchman dint let me in"
(classic)"Utsav (college festival) marketing"
Late submission of assignments
"Maine X ko bola thaa ki copy karke mera assgnment bhi saath mein submit kar dena"
"Electronix ka last date extend hua thaa"
(classic)"I dint know the last date"
Late submission of Journal (for printouts)
"Format pataa nahi thaa"
"Printer is not working today"
(classic) "Friday ko light nahi thee"
VIVA (b4 exam)
"submission ab tak hua nahi hai , VIVA kya ghanta doonga"
"Dekh Boss !! external bhi aadmi hai. Usko pata hai students ka ab tak preparation nahi hua hai......
VIVA (general)
"Dekh , tu jo bhi padhega , woh (external) tereko woh nahi poochhnewaala , then watz the point"
"Roll no. 1 aur 2 ko wapas bulaaya hai"
"External is asking Bermuda Triangle ka Magnetic force kitna hai"
"Ye kounse subject mein aata hai"
(Classic) "Aaj kounsa Viva hai?"
Submission
" Ye bhi chhapna hai kya??"
"Iska bhi print-out lena hai kya?"
(classic)"Tujhe Harale ka sign aata hai kya?"
(classic conversation)
A: Ye tune kya likha hai / teri handwriting aisi kyun hai?
B: 1.Jo word samajh mein aa raha hai woh likh , jo nahi samajh mein aa raha hai uska drawing nikal
2.
3.Jo word samajh mein aa raha hai woh likh , jo nahi samajh mein aa raha hai woh chhod de.
EXAM
"Jo (mujhe)aata hai , woh (paper mein)aata nahi hai; jo nahi aata hai woh aata hai"
"ye question 2 saal se nahi poochha hai"
"ye last time hi poochha thaa"
"tere paas Jejurkar ke notes hai??"
" woh chapter....... mark weightage 6 marks..... (facial expressions speaks the story)"
" nahi samjha to rat le (RBR) "
(classic..... when someone is intensively doing his last revision) "Yeh nahi aayega !!!"
Feeling after Completing Engineering:
Survived Engineering !!!!!!!!!!!
Life 100%???
How to be successful
Truth to make our Life 100% successful..........
If A=1, B=2, C=3, D=4, E=5, F=6, G=7, H=8, I=9, J=10, K=11, L=12, M=13, N=14, O=15, P=16, Q=17, R=18, S=19, T=20, U=21, V=22, W=23, X=24, Y=25, Z=26
Then H+A+R+D+W+O+R+K = 8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98%
K+N+O+W+L+E+D+G+E = 11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96%
L+O+V+E=12+15+22+5=54%
L+U+C+K = 12+21+3+11 = 47%
(None of them makes 100%)
...............................
Then what makes 100%
Is it Money? ..... No!!!!!
Leadership? ...... NO!!!!
Every problem has a solution, only if we perhaps change our "ATTITUDE".
It is OUR ATTITUDE towards Life and Work that makes
OUR Life 100% Successful..
A+T+T+I+T+U+D+E = 1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5=100
Truth to make our Life 100% successful..........
If A=1, B=2, C=3, D=4, E=5, F=6, G=7, H=8, I=9, J=10, K=11, L=12, M=13, N=14, O=15, P=16, Q=17, R=18, S=19, T=20, U=21, V=22, W=23, X=24, Y=25, Z=26
Then H+A+R+D+W+O+R+K = 8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98%
K+N+O+W+L+E+D+G+E = 11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96%
L+O+V+E=12+15+22+5=54%
L+U+C+K = 12+21+3+11 = 47%
(None of them makes 100%)
...............................
Then what makes 100%
Is it Money? ..... No!!!!!
Leadership? ...... NO!!!!
Every problem has a solution, only if we perhaps change our "ATTITUDE".
It is OUR ATTITUDE towards Life and Work that makes
OUR Life 100% Successful..
A+T+T+I+T+U+D+E = 1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5=100
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Crossroads
Stuck in the moment, confused which of the paths to choose?
Unaware of the past ahead, what else is there to lose?
Strings once hoped to be closely held, are all out on the loose
Tomorrow turns into Yesterday, going along tightening the noose
What has become of this existence? is it still beautiful and fair?
Wandering along the endless mental lanes, finding no peaceful lair
This burden borne by the shoulders, a torture or is it a dare?
Wondering where it all went wrong, stranded in the middle of nowhere
Relationships built, hearts nurtured, fortresses of care strengthened
Blood, sweat and tears fueled all these efforts… will it all go for dead?
Demons of the past have clutched the weary soul, from moving ahead
Is there any valor or vigor left… after the wounds and the battles led?
Look around and find no allies; Trust seems to be getting overrated
Futures built in the past, away from which life gets totally deviated
Every step is filled with suspicion, unaware of the next trying to delude
What’s on the mind and heart, all remain mysteriously misconstrued
Seeing all the short-lived peace, the sense of the arriving storm rises
Fear starts to grip, thinking what lays ahead, the unwanted surprises
No turning back, face the wrath, Tips n Tricks aren’t in any text
One way or the other, got to move ahead, this crossroad to the next
Unaware of the past ahead, what else is there to lose?
Strings once hoped to be closely held, are all out on the loose
Tomorrow turns into Yesterday, going along tightening the noose
What has become of this existence? is it still beautiful and fair?
Wandering along the endless mental lanes, finding no peaceful lair
This burden borne by the shoulders, a torture or is it a dare?
Wondering where it all went wrong, stranded in the middle of nowhere
Relationships built, hearts nurtured, fortresses of care strengthened
Blood, sweat and tears fueled all these efforts… will it all go for dead?
Demons of the past have clutched the weary soul, from moving ahead
Is there any valor or vigor left… after the wounds and the battles led?
Look around and find no allies; Trust seems to be getting overrated
Futures built in the past, away from which life gets totally deviated
Every step is filled with suspicion, unaware of the next trying to delude
What’s on the mind and heart, all remain mysteriously misconstrued
Seeing all the short-lived peace, the sense of the arriving storm rises
Fear starts to grip, thinking what lays ahead, the unwanted surprises
No turning back, face the wrath, Tips n Tricks aren’t in any text
One way or the other, got to move ahead, this crossroad to the next
The Johny
10 July 2007
10 July 2007
Monday, July 16, 2007
Cupid Conspiracy
This is one poem, I attest that "It is Incompletely Complete and Completely Incomplete"
There it goes again, shooting arrows into beings unknown
With what just struck, mesmerized remain the souls in town
The perplexed Minds start to wonder, questioning the cause
Is it part of some Mystical Destiny or just remorse?
Cupids, in all their grandeur, wonder how they do it all
Whether they go about, differentiating the similarities found
Or just give the existing differences, a matching call
One may never know, maybe it’s both or the other way round
When the arrow pierces, the cherubic feeling spreads its wings
No amount of preparation is adequate for the pain and the joy it brings
Springs up within, a fear of never knowing till when it might last
Fight it or Leave it all, decide on the part to be played in cupid’s cast
Enigma engulfs the senses in ecstasy as an upshot of cupid’s dart
The path might never be as glib as it appeared at the consented start
Steps taken forward and apprehensions about the intricacy arise
Amidst all the phobias, does the force exist, to face any surprise?
The feeling, it can be joy on the outside, but pain concealed inside
Or on the face, the tears & smiles at the same instant, try and confide
Inspiring to know, it can breakdown and rule any obdurate pride
Begin believing in principles and beliefs, earlier personally defied
Times roll on getting weird by the minute, things don’t seem to be sane
Emotions get mixed up… Pain feels like joy and joy, some kind of pain
Even if in a place like paradise, keep staring out of the windowpane
Feel warm in the rain and lonely in a crowd, it’s never easy to explain
Strange senses awaken; start to hear words spoken through silence
Everything seems different… it’s all part of the experience
Can one live without it or is it worth to die for, which of it is true?
Million dollar questions, each being has to answer, when time is due
The Unfortunate truth remains… no one can clap with just one hand
Unknown past or known futures… just turn the hourglass of sand
Confronting challenges with a hope of the blissful peace and intimacy
Whatever said and done, play well thy role… in The Cupid Conspiracy
With what just struck, mesmerized remain the souls in town
The perplexed Minds start to wonder, questioning the cause
Is it part of some Mystical Destiny or just remorse?
Cupids, in all their grandeur, wonder how they do it all
Whether they go about, differentiating the similarities found
Or just give the existing differences, a matching call
One may never know, maybe it’s both or the other way round
When the arrow pierces, the cherubic feeling spreads its wings
No amount of preparation is adequate for the pain and the joy it brings
Springs up within, a fear of never knowing till when it might last
Fight it or Leave it all, decide on the part to be played in cupid’s cast
Enigma engulfs the senses in ecstasy as an upshot of cupid’s dart
The path might never be as glib as it appeared at the consented start
Steps taken forward and apprehensions about the intricacy arise
Amidst all the phobias, does the force exist, to face any surprise?
The feeling, it can be joy on the outside, but pain concealed inside
Or on the face, the tears & smiles at the same instant, try and confide
Inspiring to know, it can breakdown and rule any obdurate pride
Begin believing in principles and beliefs, earlier personally defied
Times roll on getting weird by the minute, things don’t seem to be sane
Emotions get mixed up… Pain feels like joy and joy, some kind of pain
Even if in a place like paradise, keep staring out of the windowpane
Feel warm in the rain and lonely in a crowd, it’s never easy to explain
Strange senses awaken; start to hear words spoken through silence
Everything seems different… it’s all part of the experience
Can one live without it or is it worth to die for, which of it is true?
Million dollar questions, each being has to answer, when time is due
The Unfortunate truth remains… no one can clap with just one hand
Unknown past or known futures… just turn the hourglass of sand
Confronting challenges with a hope of the blissful peace and intimacy
Whatever said and done, play well thy role… in The Cupid Conspiracy
The Johny
11 July 2007
11 July 2007
In the Middle of Nowhere
In the middle of nowhere, existence is all alone
Feel the pain of all the spears being thrown
Puzzled are the ways, reality seems to have outgrown
In all this fictitious tranquility, still hear the tormenting drone
Look on one side, deluded and pierce from the other
The wrath of a Fortune gonna spare neither
No father nor mother neither sister nor brother
Stand forlorn, only to face the brunt of the weather
The choice, either to confront or bow down to its might
Decision to be which side, the wrong or the right
The intuition of a withering coward or a blooming knight
Stuck in the moment, perplexed by the ongoing fight
Build something, with blood, sweat and tear
Creeps up from within, the thought of losing it, an everlasting fear
Foreclosure of a dream, giving up on someone dear
In the middle of nowhere, nothing ever seems to be clear
Feel the pain of all the spears being thrown
Puzzled are the ways, reality seems to have outgrown
In all this fictitious tranquility, still hear the tormenting drone
Look on one side, deluded and pierce from the other
The wrath of a Fortune gonna spare neither
No father nor mother neither sister nor brother
Stand forlorn, only to face the brunt of the weather
The choice, either to confront or bow down to its might
Decision to be which side, the wrong or the right
The intuition of a withering coward or a blooming knight
Stuck in the moment, perplexed by the ongoing fight
Build something, with blood, sweat and tear
Creeps up from within, the thought of losing it, an everlasting fear
Foreclosure of a dream, giving up on someone dear
In the middle of nowhere, nothing ever seems to be clear
The Johny
22 Dec 2006
22 Dec 2006
An Ambush from within
Its all in there, quite deep inside, a soul put in irons
Endurance, being an instinct, the fire still burns
Unpredictable is life, with all its misleading turns
Not a soul does care, about what the heart yearns
Walking on a path, unknown is its existence
Never was an option, now find peace only in offense
Helping hands, only memories remain, just their essence
Foes disguised as Comrades, at a life’s expense
Leave something or someone to gain another, in true deceptions
The one left behind, is let to perish, with everlasting incisions
No hints, no clues, no reasons explained for the conclusions
Bonds broken, words spoken and backs stabbed, all facts not fictions
Depends on points of view, differences in perception, never clear
Camaraderie, in all its glory, may just be an empty demented sphere
Death is one’s problem and another’s solution, as it may appear
Just an ambush from within, being fueled by the tears and the fear
Unpredictable is life, with all its misleading turns
Not a soul does care, about what the heart yearns
Walking on a path, unknown is its existence
Never was an option, now find peace only in offense
Helping hands, only memories remain, just their essence
Foes disguised as Comrades, at a life’s expense
Leave something or someone to gain another, in true deceptions
The one left behind, is let to perish, with everlasting incisions
No hints, no clues, no reasons explained for the conclusions
Bonds broken, words spoken and backs stabbed, all facts not fictions
Depends on points of view, differences in perception, never clear
Camaraderie, in all its glory, may just be an empty demented sphere
Death is one’s problem and another’s solution, as it may appear
Just an ambush from within, being fueled by the tears and the fear
The Johny
17 Jan 2007
17 Jan 2007
The Shadow of Darkness
In the Shadow of Darkness, you seem to have submitted, with no fight
Even with brightness all around, you are in the middle of a night
Look beside you, there’s the hand that’s ever willing to bring the light
Why the hesitation? Why do you refrain when you know that it’s right?
There’s this strange feeling that creeps up from inside of you
You did all the things you were told to do but not what you wanted to
You betrayed your own trust for something false, with no clue
Why did you succumb to other’s desires and bid your good, adieu?
The angel within, you’ve caged it inside, chained by fallacious fear
The reason for doing this, you never seem to let it out clear
It’s never easy to see you this way; it always brings down the tear
Why did you give in to them and move away from your near and dear?
It’s within you, always was, the valor to fight the demons of obscurity
You have done it before, prove yourself, and face it in all dignity
Overcome the Shadows of darkness, it is your soul’s dire necessity
Waiting to hear your voice in triumph and see you smile in ecstasy
Look beside you, there’s the hand that’s ever willing to bring the light
Why the hesitation? Why do you refrain when you know that it’s right?
There’s this strange feeling that creeps up from inside of you
You did all the things you were told to do but not what you wanted to
You betrayed your own trust for something false, with no clue
Why did you succumb to other’s desires and bid your good, adieu?
The angel within, you’ve caged it inside, chained by fallacious fear
The reason for doing this, you never seem to let it out clear
It’s never easy to see you this way; it always brings down the tear
Why did you give in to them and move away from your near and dear?
It’s within you, always was, the valor to fight the demons of obscurity
You have done it before, prove yourself, and face it in all dignity
Overcome the Shadows of darkness, it is your soul’s dire necessity
Waiting to hear your voice in triumph and see you smile in ecstasy
The Johny
11 June 2007
11 June 2007
Game of the Tear
There it goes, a stream of tears, flowing down your cheek
Sources unknown or you keep them hidden, discrete reasons you seek
Crushing your heart & mind, it makes the future seem so bleak
Wonder how far this can go on, with all hopes becoming weak
A moment of oblivion you went into and now you are paying for it
It doesn’t matter whether you went for it or were forced into the skit
Fair or unfair, you are unable to decide and nothing seems to fit
You begin to speculate, why this piece of life had to be knit
Every tear is precious; each one, which flows has a value that you owe
It waters your life, supports the way that you chose to grow
Play it fair, coz you don’t know what challenges life might throw
A lot of questions to be asked, for which answers you must show
With what has been done, are you the hunted or were you the hunter?
Afraid to lose what you never had… is that a rightful fear?
Is there a rightful explanation, which could make it all clear?
Play it right or don’t play at all… it’s the Game of the Tear!!!
Crushing your heart & mind, it makes the future seem so bleak
Wonder how far this can go on, with all hopes becoming weak
A moment of oblivion you went into and now you are paying for it
It doesn’t matter whether you went for it or were forced into the skit
Fair or unfair, you are unable to decide and nothing seems to fit
You begin to speculate, why this piece of life had to be knit
Every tear is precious; each one, which flows has a value that you owe
It waters your life, supports the way that you chose to grow
Play it fair, coz you don’t know what challenges life might throw
A lot of questions to be asked, for which answers you must show
With what has been done, are you the hunted or were you the hunter?
Afraid to lose what you never had… is that a rightful fear?
Is there a rightful explanation, which could make it all clear?
Play it right or don’t play at all… it’s the Game of the Tear!!!
The Johny
28 May 2007
28 May 2007
The Bundle of JOY
A bundle of Joy is she… an endless chest of delight
Just a glance of her, can push gloom out of sight
With her by the side, one can endure the stormiest of night
When she appears, the milieu seems to appear bright
The innocence of a kid flows through her soul and her mind
A walk with her… and sorrows will for sure, fall behind
She’s inimitable and in her peace… any turmoil will unwind
A heart filled with care, she’s the best, no one else can one find
Emanating a sparkle, as fresh as the morning dew
Serenity springs from within her, as calm as the sky, so blue
Every moment spent with her, seems something new
At times, one would just wonder, how time just flew
Shall ever be an aficionado, of the beauty and divinity, within her
To see her smiling and joyous, for perpetuity, shall pray and prefer
Words shall always remain inadequate, to describe the best about her
In all honesty, the bundle of JOY she truly is and will be… forever
Just a glance of her, can push gloom out of sight
With her by the side, one can endure the stormiest of night
When she appears, the milieu seems to appear bright
The innocence of a kid flows through her soul and her mind
A walk with her… and sorrows will for sure, fall behind
She’s inimitable and in her peace… any turmoil will unwind
A heart filled with care, she’s the best, no one else can one find
Emanating a sparkle, as fresh as the morning dew
Serenity springs from within her, as calm as the sky, so blue
Every moment spent with her, seems something new
At times, one would just wonder, how time just flew
Shall ever be an aficionado, of the beauty and divinity, within her
To see her smiling and joyous, for perpetuity, shall pray and prefer
Words shall always remain inadequate, to describe the best about her
In all honesty, the bundle of JOY she truly is and will be… forever
The Johny
13 Feb 2007
13 Feb 2007
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