One day in my life

Well..the title says it all!I am going to take you through a f***in day of my f***ed up engineering life.Everyday starts at 12 midnight right?

12 am : I am f***in lying on the sofa with a book in hand.I have been staring at the same page for nearly an hour!F***!I actually had that book in hand because i had my internals on this paper 'Manufacturing technology' that day.I am so f***ed by that subject that i dont find inspiration.
12:30 am : I am f***ed up for sure though the last half hour had gone well...i had atleast turned a page or two.
1 am : Steady progress.No sign of sleep.
Don't get under the impression that i study at these hours on all days.
1:30 am: My mom wakes up to see my studying.Surprised,she is.Btw...she didn't know that i started only at 12!
2 am : I decide to hit the bed.I decide i'm going to fail!
5:50 am : The irritating alarm tone on my mobile rings.I cant afford to hit snooze!
6:40 am : I am up and ready for the day ahead.I have to board my col bus at 6:45 at a place which is a 2 min walk from my place.I wear my shoes.
6:42 am : My coffee is waiting.Breakfast only at col.I reach for it.F***...its too damn hot and i am late.I shout at my mom...she shouts at me for being late.I skip coffee:(
6:45 am : I am at the bus stop.No sign of the bus.
6:50 am : F***.The donkey truck is at sights at last.I plan to study during the 1 hour journey.I gotta.But,my eyes are red.They need a rest.
7:30 am : I realise that i had fallen asleep.F***...anyways its decided that i fail.
8:15 am :I enter the exam hall.The question paper looks like its pretty easy.In the sense,all the questions had terms which i had heard of.
8:23 am : Still staring at the question paper.I try to remember the answers.Luckily,i had brushed upon all the questions.I remember certain things.
8:25 am : I beleive i might pass!
9:45 am : The test is over.I still beleive i might pass.
10 am : I reach my class.My math teacher is waiting for us.I sleep during the class,no doubt.
11:30 am : Have a f***in lunch at col.The chappatis are hard to break.They are more like paapads.
12-3 pm : Most boring hours of my life.Uneventful.Classes,of course.
3:15 pm : The bus starts.I have had enough sleep for the day.I sit with John Grisham's 'The last juror' for the rest of the journey.
4:20 pm : Reach home.Have my coffee.(No...not the same one).
4:25-5 pm : Newspapers,TV,shit.
5 pm : I sit in front of my computer.Now,there's no turning back.I sit on it all evening.Games,internet,music,animes,comics occupy the rest of the evening:)

Musings not worth a penny!

There's already been too much talk about Twenty20 just a day after India emerged champs.Whether this format is the future of the game will be debated for more time...and it is too early to draw a conclusion and it is a difficult fact for the purists to accept that this world cup has been a huge hit.(3 posts ago...i was a purist.Still...test cricket is the real game for me..and Twenty20 comes second and Fifty50 third!!!)

Amidst all these drama...the EPL action going elsewhere was the subject of very less talk.Manchester United moved into second place after a disastrous start to the season.As a ManU fan...i am delighted by the 2-0 victory against rivals Chelsea.But a Chelsea fan(a friend of mine) said "It looked like that ref was paid by ManU".Generally,i wouldn't go as far as that but certainly John Obi Mikel did not deserve a red card..a yellow would have sufficed.But ManU was also on the receiving side for once,atleast.A clear penalty was denied to them just minutes after the start.Tevez was brilliant with the goal,the first for him playing for Manu.Now,the red devils are only behind Arsenal,who are in sublime form.With the way they are progressing,they might even run away with the title.They are the darkhorse this season as they seem to be the only team part of the 'Big 4' who are not burdened with expectations.Recently i signed up for the NFC manager on espnstar website.It is a really interesting format..where you are allowed to pick 11 members to your team and points will be given to you on the basis of their performance in the premiership.My 11 have got a poor start and i was already forced to make 3 changes to my team(You are allowed only 5 for the entire season).If you are interested do sign up for this

My col life is steadily unfolding without much activity.We are just beginning to get used to the complications of using the drafter and stuff like that.
By the way,I am planning to attend 'Shaastra' for the first time.For those who dont know...Shaastra is the annual tech fest of IIT-Madras.It is to celebrate the spirit of Engineering.Shaastra has the distinction of being the only student organized event in the world to be ISO 9001:2000 certified.I have been looking forward to attend this for a long time and this is my real good chance.It is scheduled from Oct. 3-7.I would like some comments telling about your experience of Shaastra if you have been to it.

Nature's own path

Well this post has been a long overdue.The reasons are obvious of course.My college life has finally kicked off with plenty of excitement as it had promised.
I have joined Rajalakhmi engineering college which is located on the outskirts of Chennai(after scoring an average 91% in my boards and waiting for a pretty long engineering councelling to get finished)(http://rajalakshmi.org/).I have taken up Mechanical engineering.The bus journey to the col takes around an hour and ofcourse i travel by the college bus.So i board the bus early in the morning by 6:45 and i reach the place by 7:45 and the classes for the first years start by 8:15 and for the others it starts by 8.(Extra time for breakfast for first-years).Classes end by 3 with a 45 minute break for lunch in between.Buses leave the campus by 3:15 and i reach home by 4:30.
As expected there was ragging..but not inside the campus but takes place only on the bus.I was called to the last row of the bus and was seated on the steps of the bus.First i was asked to tell the English alphabets in the reverse order,which i did without any discomfort.Then i was asked to sing a Tamil song and then translate the same into English and sing with the same tune!!To the surprise(or amusement)of my seniors i did it with a fair amount of ease(I sang a song called 'Jalsa' from the movie Chennai-600028.Even as i was singing i realised i am a terrible singer...for i was always under the impression that i was somewhat better than Himesh Reshamayya.But when i sang out loud with an audience staring at me...i guess i have to reconsider my own impression....or maybe i really am better than Himesh...but still anyone can make such a claim).Then i was asked to ride a cycle:(.I started off pedalling in the air and one guy said "Will you ride a cycle without taking off its stand?".So i had to start over again...and was interrupted again...this time i had forgotten to open the lock on the cycle.I started over again.I was constantly interrupted for i was asked to lock the house door,wear my slippers,sing a song while riding and finally i had to skid over and fall off from the cycle.Each time i was interrupted i had start over the process right from the beginning.Finally,i managed to please my seniors and just when i thought that the 'fun' was over i was asked to tell 'actress tables'.For a second or two,i thought that my seniors have gone nuts.But i realised that this was the funniest part.First,i was asked to tell the names of 7 heroines(preferably tamil...as i was ordered).I started saying 'Asin,trisha,jothika,simran,sneha'(all tamil) and stopped saying 5 when i was asked to tell some big names.As i couldn't think of a Tamil actress having a big name...i said 'aishwarya rai and preity zinta'.Now...i had to say actress tables..which is like asin(the first name i said)*asin=asin....trisha*trisha trisha=trisha trisha...so on till 7.when i came to name number 3..i stammered a bit and hence i had to start all over again.When it was finally over i was let off with a smile from the seniors.When i came back to my seat i thought about it all over...a faint smile flickered on my face.Ragging was indeed fun.I put myself in the place of a senior and realised that no injustice had been done.Ragging/getting ragged is the best way to introduce yourself/get introduced.Just 3 days has passed since i was ragged and already the same seniors are my best companions in the bus.Had i not been ragged...i would have been sitting in loneliness and dozing off to pointless sleep during the long journey...but things have changed for the better.

Now i am thinking of what i am today...doing my engineering..soon to be a professional.But somehow i am not able to think of such a Vinodh.I still feel like a kid(and look like one too)and all my memories of my childhood has not faded.The images are still fresh in my mind.Will i never get to be a kid again?I can still be a kid if i obey what my heart tells me to...but my mind doesn't coordinate with my heart.Will i never get to play in the streets?Will i never get to break windows?Will i never get to wander aimlessly?Will i never get any more bruises?Such thoughts haunts me.The truth is looking down upon me...i have to accept the consequences of being 17.But...why i am listening to my brain rather than my heart?I have always considered myself to be unafraid of what others think...i have always considered myself to be unique...but am i really?Is it because of what you think that i am not acting like a kiddo?I don't like the answers.But as i think more deeply...i realise that the process of my blooming from 6 to 17 has taken its own time.I have transformed myself without realising it.I didn't figure out nature's path until yesterday.THIS is nature.We are supposed to transform at one stage or another...and it has to happen without our own realisation.I still don't know whether i am correct.I cannot be 100% correct...can i?If i am indeed correct...then that would mean i have understood nature's own path...which i feel is beyond human intelligence!
As i get used to my new life...i guess my heart WILL coordinate with my brain rather than my brain agreeing to act with my heart.Oh..that would be the worst thing to happen to me or for that matter anyone.
I am indeed 17..and am cruising on the journey called life.