New blog

at http://quick-silver-surfer.blogspot.com


:-)

150th post! (50th on the new version)

I've always tried to make my blog humorous or tell my personal thoughts on it. I guess the only mistake I made was to mix the two. Anyway, what should have been said on Valfy-senti, I'll try to come up with something like that now, without missing the super-cliched line about I am sorry if I missed any names. (I am so drunk tonight? :D ). Hmmm.. I'll write in no particular order (or rather an order which is not socially too awkward :P ). Alright, start the drum roll..

Hmmm. Thanks to M,P for being the constant factor in my life. Thanks to AG for being the ray of hope, my inspiration in a lot of things I do in life, and my connection to something I am not so sure why I am connected to. Thanks to CS, GP for being there. Always. Actively or passively, but being the best friends I've got in years. Thanks to CS for being able to jhelofy me from wing to classroom to lab groups to footerfield to meals. Thanks to GP for showing me that there can be people who can care selflessly, endlessly and for showing me a part of me that I never knew. Thanks also to GV for being a great friend, weird in his ways, but one of the best at heart. Thanks to padosis, and the wingies, for well, most of them are nice people. Thanks to my elec batch, btech that is, for being one supercool batch (which we all didnt realise until 3rd-4th yr for there was the dual batch as well). No point taking their names, since they know how much they mean to me. Thanks to some ppl in the dual batch as well, probably. Thanks to some of the hostel junta, esp the elec junta, and the footer junta. Thanks to the Indori junta here, they've been great friend for all these 4 years. Thanks to AK for seeing my potential and making me work hard to achieve it. Thanks to all the blogger buddies and chat friends I've made, they've been a source of great timepass, pseudo-friendships and heart-to-heart talks.

p.s. And, thanks again to GP, for this idea of thank-you post I've copied from her blog (once cpK, always a cpK).
p.p.s. This is not the end of my writing days, I hope, I am just going to try out something new, something different. Lets see... :-)

Same old thing, again.

Monotonic, obsessed, stuck up, desperate, boring.. just some of the nicer adjectives about my blog posts these days. I dont disagree. My blog is reduced to such posts. And I cant help it. I would still like to thank all those readers who still continue reading updates, regardless of whether they comment or not, make their presence felt or not. But, they still do remain loyal and read it once in a while, a big thanks.

I guess, its time to end this.
Some people start their blogs with a thank-you post. I guess I'll end mine with one very soon...
Next post coming soon.

Yaadein..

Expecting some senti-filled post full of nostalgic moments? Well, one thing's for sure. Thats not there! :D

So, the story goes that.. me and chiku went to Gulmohar restaurant a few days back and spot an MTech girl who's almost going to sit on our table as well, owing to space crunch. Which she does not. Well, thats another story (which chiku was going to write about but hasn't moved his lazy ass to get to do it). But this girl, I had seen her before too, a few weeks back. I dont know, but there's *something* about her. Its as if she reminds me of 'cuteness'.

Wahi seedha-saadha chehra.
Jo ekdum blank look se dekhta ho.
Jo mushkil se muskurata ho.
Par jab muskurata hai, to chehra ekdum khil jata hai.

Hmmm.. I think now I can guess why.
Puraane dinon (1st-2nd year approx?) ki yaad aa gayi :-)

Just one last time?

Well, my exams are going on these days (hence also the reduced posting frequency). Today was the psychology course exam. The endsems.. 3 done. 1 more to go. Then, the project presentations. Anyway, point is from about last 10 days there have been no classes. Completely forgot about lots of things, you see..

So, I've just started writing my HSS exam, when I see something that had completely evaporated from my mind. Who? An object of affection? The HSS class girl! And boy, wasn't she looking beautiful today!

Wow.

Even though it was an examination hall, I wished I had learnt how to whistle ;-)

Very different from her usual t-shirt and jeans/three-fourths, she was wearing a striking pink traditional salwaar-kameez. Wellll..., all I can say is, I would like to congratulate her for looking so cute today :-) *blush*

Btw, if it matters at all, the exam was alright. Okayish actually.

Intereshting.

I never knew writing fiction stories could be this easy. And interesting. Well, am not going to post them on this blog.
Hmmm, lets see.. how all that frames up with time..

Btw, lots of new blogs added in blogroll.. Junta, go have a look, they are all wonderful bloggers (well, most of them :P ). Have fun! :-)

Religion??

I wrote this post a long time back (was one of those first 100 posts that I had drafted away). Have been planning to republish it for quiet some time. Somehow, just didn't do it..
Read on..
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Since I have become such a fan of what Lance Armstrong wrote, I'll quote something from his book which I felt was exactly same to what I thought. His views match with the beliefs that I hold, that whatever I quote here, is more or less, what you'll get if you'd ask me..

"I ask myself what I believe. I have never prayed a lot. I hope hard, I wish hard, but I don't pray. I have developed a certain distrust of organized religion growing up, but I feel I have the capacity to be a spiritual person, and to hold some fervent beliefs. Quite simply, I believe I have a responsibility to be a good person, and that means fair, honest, hardworking, and honorable. If I do that, if I am good to my family, true to my friends, if I give back to my community or to some cause, if I am not a liar, a cheat, or a thief, then I believe that should be enough. At the end of the day, if there was indeed somebody or presence standing there to judge me, I hope I would be judged on whether I had lived a true life, not on whether I believed in a certain book, or whether I'd been baptized. If there was indeed a God at the end of my days, I hoped he didn't say, "But you were never a Christian/Hindu/etc, so you're going the other way from heaven." If so, I am going to reply, "You know what? You're right. Fine.""