First return trip to India :)- Belfast to Dublin

Had a blast at Christmas Dinner from compnay on friday, my cap had an enchanting effect on babes around everywhere I went; be it restraunt, be it pub or be it disc; I'as being decent and contained myself in limits ;)
But why am I writing about it; I don't care about that so why would you, isn't it? Sunday seemed a very long day to pass and was waiting for monday to arrive, my departure day from UK to India \:D/.
I got into a bus from Belfast to Dublin which was a 3hr journey and surrounding beside the roads was beautiful. I wonder how do these ppl manage it so well. I especially loved series of rock wall at regular interval and different heights and lenghts caged around with wire mesh.
I reached Dublin airport; more than 100 flights fly from there, have 3 runways and 28 gates; and they say its a small airport!! I did my check-in in style using a kiosk and my boarding pass were printed in a sec. No check-in hassels, no arguments in loading luggage, and no security issues; it was a smooth and peaceful entry to my gate. To kill time I purchased Rich Dad Poor Dad- Cash Quadrant and sala pay in pounds and get changes in euro, kya fart tha!! So now I was carrying 3 currencies- Indian Rupee, Pound and Euro, it was realy difficult to handle them B-) all at a time in one wallet.
Flight left the gate at sharp 1830hrs, and pilot announced "Passengers, weather is clear and aircraft has no technical problem but you may face some shaking and jerks when high" and he was so true, whole aircraft was shaking after half hour of journey.
Landed London Heathrow safely and first part is over. I didn't know that second part would be better :)

Looking for myself

Its high time ki I should start accept the reality of being lonely. I feel like handicap without any of you beside me; talking to me, biking with me, eating out at airport, boozing in the wing or at toto's or anywhere else, freaking out with you at beach, playing pool, you taking care of me at home, me dropping you at school or to take you out for gupchup; damn it; it looks to me as if these are haunting me, because they make me cry. Probably I am taking strides with these moments as my crutches.

Never been alone
Never missed anyone, as I was always with them
Never spent weekends sitting in a room
Never been so quite
Never cried for anyone
Never was scared of loneliness

Have I lost that fun element within me, that smile which I always had, that nbd when I am in pressure, that carelessness with which I lived my whole life, that gandagi in my room which could beat many. Nothing seems to impress me now, no feelings, getting selfish gradually, no generosity, I react in same manner at every situation, nothing seems to put me in pressure.

Its not that I am not smiling, its not that I am in depression, its not that I am not happy; the thing is: Feeling is missing element in all my activity apart from my work; I am atleast enjoing one thing, which is my lifeline for survival.

I 've started concentrating on lyrics, I look people with not my view but as they want to be looked as; that's not the way I want to be, I confront with all miseries, I can't stand any ill-treatment for being asian. Where is my social life?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
- Bob Dylan

I prefer to interpret in otherway as I've been trying to accept my as it comes but now 'am tired of pretentions.

I am left with me and my solitude or lonliness. I cannot accept the latter and former is failing
repeatedly to charm me.

Weekend trip to London!!

Oh my God, I was in London...I've been dreaming of this place all my life and finally I made it on my B'Day, what a treat it was for me :D. London is a rocking place all day & night, though nights are scary.
I entered Madame Tussad's Wax Museum to find it to be an enchanting wonderland I've ever seen. Statues were really worth the hype they get all over in the media. I was bewildered on seeing JLo to be so small, but uummm sexy stuffs comes in small packages ;) History of England was well preserved by Tussad's Society. I had a ride of England's heritage black cab and watched evolution of England since Queens Rule.
I dunno how much space UK dedicate to parks and natural beauty, its an autumn time for these ppl, but ooooh I'm freezing; temp is 10 degree and they say it autumn!! I went into a park, dunno da name, and it was well-formed and pleasing to lay down with...anyone but I was alone, sad isnt it. Ducks, swans and piegeons added the charm to the inviting look of the pond in the park. Near to park was well known Buckingham Palace, it looked small when compared to grandeurs of Palaces of India. But I liked the stone statue in front of it, English ppl use various forms of stones and materials which keeps a long lasting impression on every individuals' memory.
Yes I was hungry by now, and I was suppose to meet Smita at Piccadili Circus.
At Piccadili Circus, I saw the real London as I always dreamt of to be; busy, crowded, diversity, glamour and fashion. First thing I did was to make arrangements for night stay and then hastly ran everywhere looking for some flowers or something to give Smita but managed to get some choclates, u never get something u looking for at the time of need, y the hell murphys' law works everytime.
We looked for Indian Restraunt desperatly for 45min and then out of frustation and hunger we landed in some Italian Restraunt. Readitng at the menu, we figured out nuthing, y does every menu card in UK look so wierd and hard to understand, after some 15min we ordered our food and after some 10min the connoisseur served the food and uuummm it smelled good. Sitting with a lady I didn't want to show her how wild I can be on tables; so I displayed my table manners using all provided cutlery :D and ate barely 2 slices of pizza, ofcourse I left the restraunt with half filled stomach. But talking to Smita was really nice, it has been ages when I met her last in school days. We discussed school days, which was so fun and I think that those are the best days of everones' life. I think even in 2yrs of stay at RKC I wud have not talked to her for that long, quite strange isnt it, but life and world are so small that u find urself to be in the same place meeting the same ppl, its just the circumstances that changes. After dinner she left and I was left bewitched by the nights and lights of London. Though I didn't enjoyed the night life but it was a wonderful day for me, after all it was my B'day!!
Next Day I went to another well known landmark London Bridge, again Howrah Bridge fascinated me more; watt can I do if India have better landmarks its just the hype that it doesnt get from the media. But the trail to Howrah Bridge was beautiful, if you want to see the real London walk the streets of London and you will see the well preserved heritage of London, it captivated me completely.
I took the bus to London Eye, its an architectural marvel, brain child of Tony Blair, I admired the cables and breaking style using tyres and thick rubber rings more than the actual view from top, some 100ft high. Sightseeing was over and now was the time to shop...I wanted to buy only one thing; a cap which Saluja bought during his internship time, I always tried to take that cap away from Saluja which he never liked :D. Finally I got it after looking in some 10 shops and 30min. I paid 15pounds!! Woww it look so beautiful better than his :P bas apni to shopping ho gayi...ab kuch indian khana khayaa jaaye...went to an Indian restraunt pel ke khana khaya and majaa aagyaa tha. Ab kuch karne ko to tha nahin to hum Hyde Park mein jaa ke bethe and wahaan pe dance on skates dekh rahe the, amazing tha...
So here comes the end of long weekend trip to London!! I'm dying to go to go there again to njoi the night life ;)
London Rocksss!!

First Journey to Firang Land :)

1st Sep ‘06
Mumbai – Heathrow: 782H BMI
Heathrow – Belfast City: 82S BMI

I will start from Mumbai Sahar Airport. It was really painful to depart from my parents, last time I felt so was when they left me in boarding school around 10yrs ago. I just held my tears not to let mummy notice it else she would stated pouring. One thing I regret is not been able to meet Sarvee and Saurabh properly, though Saurabh will never forget that night in platform :P
I stood in my very long queue to BMI chech-in counter. While standing I saw Classic Regular carton but my morale stopped me to regret it later, cigarettes out here are very expensive, but baaki sab nahi mile to chalega but suttee ke bina nahin rahega :D, and here I found my new love in Benson & Hedges. After 2hrs I managed to check-in after paying 11k for my extra luggage!!
Everyone was asking me about my first Airbus experience, I should say it was bad. I would protest to limit the age of airhostess to 30. I think one doesn’t expect the Airbus seats to be small as Jet Airways ones’.
I changed my flight at London Airport, its so huge that it took my 20 min to reach check-in counter by walking on conveyer belt. I managed to enter the flight. They didn’t serve anything and I paid £3 for a 60pence sandwich.
I reached safely at Belfast City and enjoyed ogling at Irish samples in the flight. But when bad time comes it doesn’t pass away easily. I waited to collect my baggage and found that it hasn’t arrived yet and airport people don’t know when can I expect to have it. And I said to myself Welcome to Belfast.
I went to my apartment and then to office in Audi :P. My HR Manager, Paul, invited us to his farewell party. We along with Paul were flocked with Irish gals, Irish gals are crazy, free spirits and yes beautiful. They know how to groom themselves, even kids are always well dressed up with make-up kit in their school bag!!
Everyone was supposed to pay for themselves in the party, we don’t have such kindda party in India. A new person in a new country is not expected to pay for his first drink but I think for the second he has to :(( I was ready for the second culture shock of my life, first was in B’lore where I saw gals wearing revealing clothes and hobnobbing.
Meanwhile I got a call from Airport that my baggage has arrived. But jiski kismet khoti ho who kya kar sakta hai. If my baggage would have been delayed by another 3hrs then I would have received Rs4500 from insurance company.
Temperature was around 20 degrees and it was like heat wave for people out here. I went to bed early after having good kick from Irish beers.
So, I managed to reach Belfast without worries though with lot of hassles. Still thinking was something not allowing me to leave India, many know why am I thinking so.
After a month missing India :*

A she in us

This is the first post when I'm not high though drunk, so have not the broken my legacy :D
Have been thinking of writing on it for a long time but laziness has kept a hold on me...
A new person has become a member of our family and never thought that she wud be so wonderful, amazing and fun to be with. Torka was the first person meeting to whom I used to think how can one be so perfect, but I met another of that kind, these people are rare specie and am lucky to be with them. A faultless person who plays many role with ease; a daughter, a wife, a daughter-in-law and a bhabhi; she is a well blended person of many qualities.
She is not beauty queen but she is street smart, she is not super intelligent but she is an intellectual person, she is not a national player but she can beat many in many games, she is not a singer but she has a sweet voice, she is not into glamour world but she is a designer and entertainer in herself, she is not chef but she can cook many delicious stuffs. For her galss is always half-filled, motivator and inspiration for anyone near her.
I've been sharing a good part of my time with her since May and I am loving it. She is a girl with whom I can share anything, our frequency resonates. There is no hesitation in telling her anything, dunno why, I tell her any damn thing I think. I think her more of my friend than as a bhabhi, I know she'll be always there for me and she cares a lot. There is a tender touch in everything she does. But one thing that bother me is that does she always try to make all happy or its her characteristic?
Bhabhi you are a darling and I love you, will always miss you when I'm not with you.
[:*] [>:D<]

Barbecue!!

Amazing night, with chikkens, sausages, paneer, whiskey, vodka sutta and few trips... Guess why?? We had a Barbecue!! Yeah on the terrace of our wing. It all started with an idea popped up on sheels' tiny brain in a lazy afternoon. As myself and jeet are leaving insti tommorow so all of us planned to have a last treat to be a memorable one. Yeah this celebration was truly unique and special to me, probably the last @ IIT.
The mastermind of sheel, well executed by him, kalpesh and immo. kudos to y'll.
In the evening Shontu, Ady, Chikkoo, Jeet and myself had 2-3 pegs of alcohol. Meanwhile we also chopped few tomatoes, onions and also marinated the raw chikken, as per the advice from adys' mother.
Sheel and Immo was already onto their chef mode. Immo set the fire with a lot of patience, and that almost gave him a heat stroke. Wid some hiccups we were able to roast most of them. The smell of the chikkens on the plate tempted me to taste it. And uummm watt a piece it was, the plate finished wid me craving for more of it. A geesu non-veggie turned into total non-veg lover.
It was an experiece of a time to cook the way our foreathers did. It was a picturesque view while lighting the fire, me blowing the wind for coals to catch some fire, others pouring vodka for combustion, all around trying to save themselve from chingaari.
Roti and roasted paneer with tinch of salt and lemon tasted delicious. uuah can I 've some more. The ambience added the essence to the whole celebration. Dark sky wid stars twinkling and moon peeping through the clouds, mild wind breezing away with large bats circling. All these gave us a thrill of being in a jungle.
I must thanks a lot to immo for giving us such a wonderful night.
Barbecue is a must fortnightly atleast, try it or believe me. :)

Qualification: Graduate

Lets' laugh for a while for my Enginner status. Now my Business Card will have following lines:
Priyank Singhania
B.Tech in Civil Engineering
IIT Bombay
I am just waiting for a official stamp from the academic office to offer me a degree and approve my status. Then no doubts will arise, obviously on papers, but might be when I am at work coz am offered a post of graduate enginer @ lagan Constructions. I am supposed to do some civil engg stuff there. This was the first time they recruited from India and look at their fortune they picked me up. It wll definitely change the turnovers of the comany. The company will have steep slope in their growth curve but witha negative slope.
This status is hard earned for I have put in so much of labour and painstaiking moments to reach this day. Infinite nightouts, visits to library, sitting on a comp googling and watching some educative documentaries, gave presentations and submitted few reports. I even did a simulation for my final yr thesis ,isnt word 'thesis' sound gr8 but its phoney.
Past 4 yrs have been the best time with friends and shud I also say profs.

Priyank
(authorised signature) ;)

A Race Trip!

It was Sunday, F1 Grand Prix at Imola, Ferrari took the chequred flag, We were gulping Beer and It was enough for us to get high...
We all planned to watch Schumi winnng the race on a Big Screen @ Poptates in Happy Hours boozing and cheering. But things started badly, restraunt was full packed with chinkis serving, and you must see the face of Sari at that time:P. The race started and we were lousing around outside trying to figure out the positions of drivers.
Finally we got the seat after a long hour wait, with beauty & beast around us. But all ended with Kale talking toformer and I confronting with the latter. It took 8ls of tower to satiate our long thirst for Draught Beer.
The race ended with a thrilling and pulsating turns on the side of both Renault and The Champions. I haven't seen, although I have beeing seeing schumi only from last season, Schumi so patient, calm and determined.
It was my only second booze party with Thodge, first one was at his home which none of us can forget with Sarvee planning to open an organisation to protect some illicit workers. I am happy that again we both got high.

Why Techfest???

These two words will always haunt me. You know why? Becoz after dedicating my three years to techfest(tf) I am still searching for the answer and there are others, around 100 odd ppl, too. So, 'am not alone. This question is always asked to the future managers during handing-over and it is expected that they ask it by themselve as often as it could be to carry forward the culture and tradition with which we brought up our darling baby.
We 're left with this question to think why we opted for tf when there were many other opportunities to grab. Watt attracted us towards it? Why we dedicate our 9 months to it, keeping aside studies(generally its not acceptable), friends, wing-mates.
Watt is tf? As we say, it is Asia's largest technical festival having 15k(really) in 3 days participants from all over the world. It is India's first college festival to go International with participants from USA, Singapore, Sri Lanka, Iraq, Israel, Nepal, Pakistan(!!).
Its a 9 yr old baby which takes 9 months every year to take its birth. And around 20+ ppl take the pain to breed and nurture it. There is a workforce of over 500 volunteers and lot of help from profs for the conceptulisation of problem statements, then there are designers who do lot of designing. We provide them a platorm to show the gamut of their skills (atleast they 're Innovative). Yeah we need money to give it a shape and we are scaling to new heights by each passing year.
It was the most amazing thing that happened in my life. I was in the core team of tf2k5 which also conducted the 'First Techfest Reunion'. We got the opportunity to meet the 'Baaps' of past 7 tfs.
I made few very good friends and would remember them always. I'll miss them once I passout. We have coterie of 22 ppl, who can be generally seen near any eateries and quite often at airport canteen.
Why Techfest??? I am thinking about it!!
It only takes a DREAM to create the FUTURE!!!

BTP

It's an anagram of "Bachelor Time Pass" (courtesy anonymous). It's the worst thing to do in the name of academic and gaining practical knowledge. It's simply compilation of few journals, books and some contorted & manipulated results of modeling. There is no expectation in this region, prof expect nuthing from students and latter reciprocate effectively too. If some1 has some enthu to do it then there are no resources to fulfill ur ambitions. Everything gets butchered on the way to presitgious BTP.
It's shear waste of time, energy, resources(if any). You need to put up lot of effort in accumulating his enthu which with the time is rambling in the valley of final sem and movies
(lukkha).
Today I met my guide, who says we are more of friend than teacher-student relationship, who as usual was in sour mood(actually woh jab bhi apni biwi se gaali kha kar aata hai tab uska mood kharaab hota hai kyunki kabhi kabaar daaru trts ke baare mein bhi baat karta hai). Pata nahin meine kya gunaah kiya hai ki mujhse to humesha hi chilla kar baat karta hai so I ask my partner to talk to him first and he always smiles at her and this helps in chaging his mood.
Aaj kuch to poocha and we were standing with a down face listening to his cribs and all other bullshits, but my formula worked again B-).
He asked to meet in the evening and now I'm with 3 books to bang his head and show how much I'm dedicated to work.
So in all it's total farzigiri but it surely tests ur talent to fool ur professors [:D]

To start with...

I can't believe that 'am writing a blog. I kept myself away from this activity for various reasons. But boredome makes you do the things that you dont wish to. I am a sr. undergradutae, got a job, no enthu to study, waiting for the graduation day, which I wont be able to attend.
I created my account accidently as I wanted to view a blog which needed registration and... here I am. My normal day is very normal rather less normal than a normal man's normal day. Laziness has imbibed into my blood, take a long sleep every night, morning and yes never ever leave that 3hr power nap. Here comes the evening, run few rounds, play some sports; if not all these then fag a lot. Its dark now, take a walk around the mess and come back, as there is nothing that one can eat. Asking Chandy for a patty is a routine, he watches me and keeps one patty in the oven.
Coming back to the room I see that everyone is off for booze. Watt the hell, they left me alone(usually its otherway around).
I dont remember watt happens after that.

Joined the army of words

Keep watching out for this space. Lot of funny, puzzling and other adjectives expressing feelings are yet to come.
Thank you visit again :D