~IT's My L!Fe~

This Post was written by -  Varun Chowdhary I'm writing, hence i'm sad. True, very true but i'm not truly sad, i'm sad and confused, i'm sad because many people in my life have decided to part company if not completely then atleast emotionally and this month has been the single most emotionally overloaded month that i've had for years, people grow apart slowly, they fall out of love over their own stupid realizations, they are ripped by distance and drift apart. While some just soldier on fighting and making up then fighting again then making up again in a cycle that keeps them sensitised to each other. While some go far away and some remain stuck in the moment that they just can't get out of. While only one type truly strive to understand each other, if they are doomed for the worse i don't want to know and if they are doomed to end up together i still don't want to know just that they are doomed either way should be enough. If you can relate to...

kaash thum jata waqt wahin.. [SELF COMPOSED] [DEDICATED TO PEOPLE WHO ARE OVER BUSY WITH THERE JOBS AND DON'T HAVE TIME FOR FRIENDS] " Kaash Thum Jata Waqt Wahin.. Na aate hum is mukaam kabhii... Saath rakhte the jin doston ko.. Aaj waqt hi nhin un kamino ko... Taras gaye hain.. CCD ki coffee pine ko... wo toot toot kar chese burst khane ko... 2 ghoont pine ko.. Aur chuski ki chusk lene ko... Saath baithkar 2 min batiyane ko.. Thakee maar maar ke hasne ko... Wo raat raat bhar jagne ko... wo class mein sone ko.. Aur Daaru pikr rone ko... Wo Janamdin par pitne ko.. Aur IP pe multicast karne ko... The kabhi zindagi ke boss humhi.. Aaj boss aur office zindagi ho gayi... Office ki coffee me wo mithas nhin.. IP to hai par muticast nahin.. Baaton mein jazbaat nahin.. Haste to hain par Ab wo baat nahin.. Ab wo baat nahin... Kaash Thum Jata Waqt Wahin.. Na aate hum is mukaam kabhii..."

This Post was written by -  Varun Chowdhary Dear unfortunate reader, i am not in a good mood, no i'm in a possibly vile mood, no strike that too, i'm in a mood that will drive me to murder in a painful and excruciating way that society in general will shudder to think that a man can be so violent, yes that is the type of mood i'm in (perfect), i'm usually pissed at the use of cliche's while reading anything unless and until the particular piece is using cliche's to slam those dirty little buggers(cliche's). Yet i find that these sort of expressions are very commonly used and then overused to an extent where i find that i simply can't stomach them and i stop reading the aforementioned piece. But this overkill simply does not seem to penetrate the thick concretish skulls of our esteemed press, print or electronic media. They just keep on slinging that shit in our direction and because of lack of choice we simply wipe our faces and struggle forward i...

kaash thum jata waqt wahin.. [SELF COMPOSED] [DEDICATED TO PEOPLE WHO ARE OVER BUSY WITH THERE JOBS AND DON'T HAVE TIME FOR FRIENDS] " Kaash Thum Jata Waqt Wahin.. Na aate hum is mukaam kabhii... Saath rakhte the jin doston ko.. Aaj waqt hi nhin un kamino ko... Taras gaye hain.. CCD ki coffee pine ko... wo toot toot kar chese burst khane ko... 2 ghoont pine ko.. Aur chuski ki chusk lene ko... Saath baithkar 2 min batiyane ko.. Thakee maar maar ke hasne ko... Wo raat raat bhar jagne ko... wo class mein sone ko.. Aur Daaru pikr rone ko... Wo Janamdin par pitne ko.. Aur IP pe multicast karne ko... The kabhi zindagi ke boss humhi.. Aaj boss aur office zindagi ho gayi... Office ki coffee me wo mithas nhin.. IP to hai par muticast nahin.. Baaton mein jazbaat nahin.. Haste to hain par Ab wo baat nahin.. Ab wo baat nahin... Kaash Thum Jata Waqt Wahin.. Na aate hum is mukaam kabhii..."

Disclaimer : A song that was famous in a lot of Engineering coll's in the days when my uncle did his Engineering!! Just like we enjoy " Koi deewana kehta hai koi pagal samjhta hai " *I have tried to reproduce the entire song to the best of my memory, the original song might have a few minor changes!! Lovely si madam decent dhoondenge.. Not temporary permanent dhoondenge.... Lovely si madam, Aha ha ha…Hmm Hmm Hmmmm… Chahe bengal ki ho, chahe gujrat ki ho, Shimla ki ho ya pyaare, woh nanital ki ho Hum aisi, ho ho ho, hum aisi, hmm hmm, hum aisi beauty queen dhoondenge. Not temporary, permanent dhoondenge Lovely si madam, Aha ha ha…Hmm Hmm Hmmmm… Achhi si Height ho, color bhi white ho, Rashan ka yug hai pyaare kum se kum diet ho, Rashan ka yug hai pyaare kum se kum diet ho.. Hum aisi, ho ho ho, hum aisi, hmm hmm, hum aisi Sweet Sixteen dhoondenge. Not temporary, permanent dhoondenge Lovely si madam, Aha ha ha…Hmm Hmm Hmmmm… Evergreen ho, Beauty queen ho, Age bhi uski pyare,...

This Post was written by -   Varun Chowdhary The title is a reference to the Japanese program gera babu is undergoing, and because this particular article is being written for his blog, or to be a little more specific, one of his blogs devoted to the budding talents of his friends, now I will not endeavor to say that I’m one of his best friends but he is one of my favorite seniors and a person who I admire as well as despise. There are some of his habits that just drives me insane and gera babu that includes you dissing Delhi whenever you can, but I really love his style man he is one energizer battery. Now, this is starting to sound like a testimonial so I shall turn to the job really at hand that is writing something meaningful in his blog. I’m a conflicted person, not in the emotional sense but in a creative sense, both serious and frivolous topics hold equal sway over me. That I tend to find misery in the best of situations and comedy in the most dour of instances. I would...

This rant was written for the  Wharton Undergraduate Journal , Found a link to this on twitter and after reading it and feeling a part of myself mentioned here couldn't resist posting it for all of you!! This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who resp...