A Simple Question

A friend of mine came up to me and asked me to define ‘Enclosed Space’. It was just a simple question. And I was taken aback to know that I could not define it. It sounds very simple but it actually isn’t. No, it’s not in my syllabus. Nor is it IIT stuff. I couldn’t answer. I asked him back and he didn’t know either. I Googled it and the definition provided was not satisfactory. Can you answer the question? I don’t want the dictionary meanings. Something new and creative.

My First Tag

Vishesh has tagged me! And this is my first tag. Thanks Vishesh. I guess I have to write about things that I do; ‘only’ I do. I guess I a have to write about my odd habits.

Ok. Here is the list:

1. I have this very odd habit of seeing everything neat and clean. Though my room is the last place you would like to see.
2. I do Mathematics when I feel bored and when I feel ‘nothingness’. It gets me out of stress. No. I am not a nerd.
3. I keep downloading different kinds of software. I surf the net, randomly. I just write any word in Google Search and visit all the sites related to my word. Odd! I know.
4. I get fits regularly. While talking to my friends, I just come up with any random topic, not even remotely related to the current topic. And my friends like it. Wait. It is that they like it or is it that they want to me to finish my talking as fast as possible and get rid of me? Good point. I still don’t know. I need to look into it. Next time, Hasit, keep your eyes open.
5. I also, sometimes though, do impromptu comedy. Most of the time I am “boooo”ed by my friends. All I say are super boring, harmless pjs. I just don’t get it. Do you?
6. I dislike talking over the phone. My phone calls last for not more than 5 minutes. And also, I have this habit of solving Math sums over the phone.
7. Eminem!! I love listening to Em. What’s so odd in that? Isn’t listening for ‘hours’ odd?
8. This one is very odd. Living up to the real meaning of Quirky. I take out some skin from the part next to my finger-nail and make it sharp. Then, I rub it to my upper lip.
9. I call my mom by 10 different names. Not names exactly. I just make up words. You won’t find them in any dictionary.
10. I keep checking my cell phone for calls and messages every few minutes.

Thanks again, Vishesh.
Now I tag:
Dinu
Joel
Smallstar
Sangeet
Kaddhu
Paul
Kartik Mistry
Xylene

When Boredom Takes Over

When boredom takes over,
you start watching ‘k’ serials before going to bed.

When boredom takes over,
you wake up and sit on the couch and stare at the blank TV screen.

When boredom takes over,
you lie down and brush your teeth with a line of toothpaste coming out of the side of your mouth.

When boredom takes over,
you start having Corn Flakes in the morning with 2 almonds.

When boredom takes over,
you go early to college and also start attending lectures.

When boredom takes over,
you start talking to yourself and you start following orders.

When boredom takes over,
you look at both sides of the road and then cross the one-way.

When boredom takes over,
you catch two buses to go home and sometimes you even go have a chat with the owner of your favourite book store before returning home.

When boredom takes over,
you count the number of steps on the way to your house.

When boredom takes over,
you do integration which totally differentiates your mind (calculus terms).

When boredom takes over,
you spend most of the time looking at the Blog Stats of your blog and amuse with an increase of 1 hit.

When boredom takes over,
you start using too much and in your comments.

When boredom takes over,
you take an hour or something to finish your dinner.

When boredom takes over,
you write posts on your blog about being bored which are absolutely not funny and no one even laughs at such silly jokes and you know that and you still go on and write such big statements in a totally nonsensical way like a spastic looks at a another spastic and how both of them suddenly start discussing about flying crocodiles.

Two good news

1. I just got a new computer delivered at my place. It’s HP Pavilion a6320 Desktop PC.
   It’s has cool features with a super classic look and with not-so-cool Windows Vista. It runs on AMD Processor. Personally, I prefer XP. But my dad has an unexplainable liking for Vista. I don’t know why.
   Anyway, I am happy.
2. And oh! I got into the college of my choice.

Overall, a happy day for me.

Vamp Time

Just when the young boys return home after working hard to get runs and wickets and catches under the hot scorching sun and just when the tired dads return from their offices, those ugly-looking, make-up filled faces of evil-minded vamps show up on television sets. The worst thing is that that they are in every possible TV serial. And the even-worse thing is that that every mom in every house watches those serials. It all starts from 7 pm and goes on till 12 am (I pretty much know all the timings by now).

Right after dinner, after cleaning up the dining table, my mom runs (almost) to her room to start that ‘idiot box’. Not that I don’t watch TV programs. It’s just that the ‘TV’ becomes ‘idiot box’ after 7pm. “Mom” I scream. “I have a test on…” And she cuts my talk by “Talk to you later, dear. My Kyunki has started.” There is this producer who has an obsession with the letter “K”. Her every serial starts with “K”. However silly the name may become; it should be o”K”.

After years of observation and detailed analysis, I come to the conclusion that
‘The number of words in the name of the serial’(n) is directly proportional to ‘the number of years for which the serial continues’(y).
From which, I derive the formula,
n α y
therefore, n = vy (where ‘v(number of vamps)’ is the constant of proportionality).

There was once a time when the names of the serials made a lot of sense and the episodes had a lot of relevance to real life. Now, these days, the quality has deteriorated to such an extent that I feel that the episodes are made first and then the name is set.

Vamps have always played an important role in serials.
Their 1^st objective: Freak the viewers out by their horrible looks and the nonsensical background music.
2^nd objective (A Universal Truth): Screw up things as badly as possible and come back to life after getting shot by the good actor. At least this is how things work here.

If given a choice, I would rather watch SpongeBob SquarePants on Nickelodeon than sit besides my mom and watch those serial actors cry after getting tricked by the “intelligent” vamps. I wonder how the producers get such brilliant ideas. I mean… just mind blowing. Look at the way the actors cry and the way the vamps make them cry. Isn’t it amazing?

What would our lives be without those serials?  After all, haven’t the soaps taught us how to be sarcastic?

My SSC Result!

After waiting for precisely 3 months, I finally got my SSC result.

I got 88.15% overall. I was expecting 85%+. I am happy. Or should I say, content. And I scored 144/150 in Mathematics. Expected 147. But… never mind. Afterall, it’s SCC.

Situation right now:

• Call 1: “Hi” say I on phone. “How much?” a general question by everyone. “88.15%”. “Congratulations!!” say they. And in hurry “Catch you later. I am getting an another call.” I say.

• Call 2(at the same time): “Hello… 88.15%.” “Congrats.” “Thanks.”

• Call 3(in the next second): “Hey… Thanks.”

• Call 4: “Thank you. Gotta go. Gaurav’s calling.”

And the ‘hello’s and the ‘hi’s go on.

Later, 4 people call me up and ask me if I could find out their result. When I try to open the site it bluntly says in a white page “The request cannot be processed at this time. The amount of traffic exceeds the Web site’s configured capacity.” Crap! Our government SSC Result sites could (or, should) apply for a Guinness World Record for the maximum number of visits in a day.

What are you waiting for? At least congratulate me. How ill mannered of you. Haha. Just joking.