Wondering where was pal all these days!! Ok let me not keep this a secret!! Pal went for an official trip to haridwar!! Now wondering what was pal doing in haridwar?? Has he left BMW and joined some religious organisation!! The answer to all this is a very big NO. He was there for an official trip and has to look after vendors of those regions, due to the high class quality delivered by the vendors he has to make sure that the vendors don’t over perform. The biggest surprise and the twist of story are yet to come. And this time it’s none other than TANDUMAN. Now wondering who the hell this character is!!! Well let me introduce you all to my hero of this story Tandu man. During college days he was a very shy person and a person who use to speak less, but yet bring out miracles. He had done lot of ASH in college. Which is still being missed, I hope college friends agree for this. This super hero use to call himself friendly neighbour long before Spiderman movie was written. So friendly was this hero that after giving his assignments he use to get less marks and all those who copied from him use to get higher marks, but such was the determination of this hero that he never got frustrated and the aura of Tanduman spelt many charismatic deeds during college days. Finally he managed to land up in an oil company IOPL.

It’s well said no matter what so ever a hero never changes, and the legacy of the hero is like his shadow, same happened with Tanduman. It was a year after college ended, things changed on both sides, Pal as usual witty and funny as u all have seen him in blogs, but if u wana see the biggest change it was in Tandu man. Wondering what was the change… Well a change is best defined as the least expected incident. Now if I say that it was the biggest change then I swear by the horn of devil its gona be my last day on earth because the superhero will turn into super-villain. But any ways it’s on all u people to decide whether it’s a change or not, coming back to suspense it was a Delhi gal accompanying Tanduman.

Coming back to our meeting I was waiting in a restaurant and was looking around for my superhero and suddenly with a wink of my eyelash I saw my superhero flying in the sky, some said it’s a bird , some said it’s an aeroplane , I said its Tanduman!!!! But whats that a gal along with superhero!! I tried to enquire about it; being shy he just said just another heroic deed!! Unaware of the history of last one year, I thought that my superhero has fulfilled another dream of a gal. But for me the biggest shock came when I got to know the hidden story from the superhero after gal went away. He started off in a lazy fan saying Aisa kuch nahi hai!!! Now whenever someone says this it always smells fishy. Aware about my superhero’s dialogue and million repetition of “ Aur bata “I finally got to know what he did!! And to my goodness what he did was nothing less then Spiderman scene.

Rightly said he deserves the title of friendly neighbour, Trying to maintain his physique my hero was in for a morning jog and all of sudden a gal came running around and my superhero recognised it as her office colleague, she had no way out rather than to ask for help from my superhero, and my hero happily agreed for this, for him it was just another routine job to fight the evils!! Which he did in the most stylish way. But as always the villains don’t give that easily they come back again, but they can’t mess up with the hero so they again come back to heroine. Its rightly said that one smart can change ur life same happened with our heroine she used the most rare resource used by gals, the common sense, she called our superhero and our hero was on for rescue in a flash and the villains were treated like dogs, he warned the villains that if they repeat this act again they will suffer consequence, he ordered the villains to run towards jail else he will take them there in his own way. Scared and terrified the villains ran their way hard and heroine was watching all this from the corner of her window, impressed with my superhero she kissed her on his cheeks, now if this is what can happen in holy city of haridwar , What should i recommend to my other friends who are in metros!!Now the condition is that the hero is accompanied with heroin everywhere no matter how things go from here but my hero will still be honest and say “don’t worry dear kuch nahi hoga” now i don’t understand why the hell guys always do this they should learn to accept things and say bravely that yes i am having a good friend who is a gal and i am enjoying her company and things will move in positive direction ( lets not mix it with love) But as always my chit chat with my superhero will end up in a fight and the same happened in our meet and Being angry with my hero why the hell he does not understand “with great powers come great responsibility” now that life has created a twist for him ,why is he letting opportunity go!! People I request you to post comment on what my superhero should do and what’s the way ahead for him… Hope u all will do it for my hero!!

 

It was 7 pm in the evening when I reached home from office, dead tired after a long, hectic day and suddenly the phone bell rang. I went to pick up the phone with an anticipation of my fiancé’s call on my birthday today. My fiancé was working in Bangalore and we were getting married a month later. The wedding cards were already sent out to the guests. My expectations were soon shattered when I heard my Aunt’s voice on the other side. She had called to wish me happy birthday. I was literally in tears… thinking of why didn’t my fiancé call me on my big day? Suddenly I thought of my ‘wrong number friend’! Yes… I know that it seems to be a weird name but that’s what I used to call him when I met him five years back…. I was 18 years old then and in my 1st year of college. It was a lazy Sunday afternoon and I wanted to speak to one of my college friends. I picked up the receiver and dialed the number. The bell rang and a deep, husky voice answered the phone. “Hello, Can I speak with Shalini?” I said with a slight hesitation. The voice answered “Wrong number!” and kept the phone down. I dialed the number again and got through my friend. But somewhere deep inside that voice kept on bothering me… I was somehow attracted to that voice and wished to speak that guy again. Suddenly, in a matter of a few seconds I picked up the receiver again and dialed all possible permutations and combinations of my friend’s number, in hope to get that number again. I tried once, twice…. so many times but the right number didn’t click. I was about to give up when suddenly, the same voice answered the phone… The same deep, husky voice…. The guy smiled and said “So, we meet again!” We talked for a good long 3 minutes that day. There was something that attracted me to him… something different and quite amazing! The next day we talked again, this time for half an hour! As months passed by we grew closer and developed a relationship which grew out of a part of him and a part of me. Everyday we’d talk for hours on the phone on our lives, films, music or even cricket… we could talk about anything under the sun! It was almost one and a half years now that I knew him and I must admit that I was falling in love with him. But somehow didn’t have the courage to convey my feelings to him. What if he said NO or what if he belonged to some other caste and my parents being conservative would never agree to our marriage! I was feeling restless and suffocated as he was the only boy whom I loved unconditionally from the bottom of my heart without actually seeing him in person or even knowing his name. One fine day, just a week before Valentine’s Day I called him up again and told him that I was leaving for Bangalore for my post-graduation. He gave me his Bangalore’s office number and asked me to call him up once I reached there. But I never called him up… don’t know why?    In the meanwhile, my parents fixed my match to an investment banker passed out of one of India’s top B-Schools and earning a handsome 7 figure salary package. I was still not too happy with the match but like an obedient daughter, I had no choice. My fiancé was an ambitious and a career-oriented guy. We were quite apart he being practical and calculative and I being sentimental and emotional. We got engaged but in our 5 month courtship I hardly got any calls or messages from him. I used to hardly meet him once in maybe 2 months and I could interpret him to be a very moody and highly ambitious person. He used to talk on and on discussing his office, job profile and future professional goals of which I had no clue since we both worked in different fields. However, he never interfered in my personal life and always gave me my space and freedom. It was my birthday today and I was expecting his phone call or maybe a small SMS, but all in vain. So, with a heavy heart I took out my phone diary and decided to call my ‘wrong number friend’. It had been 5 years since I had known him but the depth in his voice had not faded away. I said “Hello” and he without a second thought answered… “Hi Senorita! Wish you a very happy birthday!” Senorita… that’s what he used to call me as I was always very hesitant in disclosing my real name to him. We were talking like long lost friends, when suddenly he informed me that he was getting married… I was shocked! I had never expected this to come up, so after a while I told him that I had some work and would call him later. I thought that this was the end of it as now it didn’t make any sense to call him as he was getting married. I just took it as an unfulfilled dream… Days passed by and my wedding was soon round the corner, when one day my Mom called me up…. I was dumbfounded and couldn’t believe what I had heard just a few seconds back… The ground below had swept off my feet! My fiancé had met with a serious accident and died on the spot… I didn’t know what to do and whom to share my grief with. I thought of my wrong number friend but had no strength to speak to him. The next day I packed my bags and took the first flight to my hometown. I along with my parents went to his family’s place. The environment there was very sad and everyone was grief-stricken at such a tragic and unexpected death. I wanted to cry but was in a total state of shock… like any other girl I had built my own dream house after marriage and was very excited about my married life…. But that had all gone. I went to my fiancé’s room and looked around. There was an almirah right at the corner. I opened his almirah and saw 5 packets of gifts, neatly tied in a beautiful pink ribbon. They had ‘Happy Birthday’ written on them. There was also a small letter written in a beautiful handwriting…. It read… “I always wanted to tell you but was shy. I always wanted to share my true feelings but was scared at the thought of rejection. I always wanted to let you know that you meant the world to me but was hesitant. I always wanted to tell you how much I LOVE YOU. Many Many Happy Returns of the day! my dearest Senorita. Always yours - Wrong Number Friend”. God always gives us the right numbers, it is we who interpret it as wrong!

She is my first and the only love till this point. Her name is Somika, a software engineer by profession. She is turning twenty-four shortly and she is undoubtedly the most beautiful girl on earth. I made it a point to share my feelings today with her, hoping this letter would do it all. I have not written any letters in my life till now, and this is perhaps the first time I pen down my thoughts and expectations for the person I love the most on earth. Its been four years since we met each other and a strong bond has grown between us through these years. I was unaware of her love for a long time. In fact, I hadn’t spoken a word with her till about a year I had seen her for the first time. It was in one long journey in train, I understood her love for me. It happened a year ago. It was a trip from Kanyakumari to Chennai in Kanyakumari Express. We had passed Vizhupuram and it was 3 am in the morning. I thought I was the only one who was awake in the whole compartment in that early hour. But to my surprise, she was also awake. I didn’t know then that it was for me she had got up that early. Hardly had she seemed to move her sight away from me. She smiled at me very often and every time I encountered that cute smile, I started eagerly awaiting the next battle with her smile and shining eyes. Her smile had everything in it, the story of unbelievable affection, care and what not. From that moment, till now, I too have loved her to a great extent. We have never exchanged words about the love we have towards each other, but words are too less to reflect the amount of affection and love we share. I have always thought that the love would remain throughout our life and it happened to be the same till three months back. Vivek had come into my life three months back. In fact I myself had waited his arrival for quite a long time, but from the moment he arrived, he has been the worst enemy in my life. Sominka and he had grown close over times, and the fraction of time she spent with me got lowered to a great extent. Even the latest Sensex fall would be less compared to the fall in her affection for me. I have wondered how it could suddenly happen, after near to four long years of understanding and love amidst us. At times, I have felt like killing that guy Vivek, but I have not had that much strength or braveness to do that. Still, what can he do? He did no mistake to his part, except for being born charming, cute and fair. Two days before when I saw her, she was feeding food for him and I was hurt to the core on seeing the incident. My anger had boiled down to tears, and I broke. It took almost close to three hours for me stop crying, I felt I had cried more than how much I would have cried when I was born. I have been trying to understand where it all went wrong, but to my fortune, till now, I havent been able spot it out. Once for all, I decided to tell all my feelings to her, no matter how she is going to deal with it. I have heard my dad saying a lot of times Something is better than nothing! and I made up my mind to do something. I fixed today to be the DATE for throwing open in front of her the TALE of my pure love for her. I don’t know whether I will get a positive response from her, but I pray God that only the best happens. Trrrrriinnnnnnggggg My school bell has rung. The lunch break is over. My UKG classmates would be ready to welcome me with the same cute smile as ever. I hope my MOTHER Somnikawill be alright, understands me and shares some time with me also, apart from that she spends with my three months old rascal BROTHER Vivek. See you after a break!!!

This one is a small one and comes straight from heart…

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Nasib sabka apsa nahi hota..

milta hai jo itne pyaar se woh pyara nahi hota

logo ka saath tau rehta hai humesha..

usse aacha ya bura kehna apke haath mein nahi hota..

 

honge meharbaan khuda app pe lakho baar

uski meherbanimein koi apna paraya nahi hota..

khol ke dekhiye apni aankhe, dhundye apna jaha

khuda ki iss basti mein har koi paraya nahi hota!!!

 

Neend ka karwa u he thuma reh gaya                               

Ankho mein sapna u he saja reh gaya!!

Jagte he reh gaye hum tau saari raat!!

Humara dil apki yaado mein bas khoya reh gaya!! 

Socha ki apko humari yaad aaye gi kabhi,                         

Kabhi tau aapko humara khayal aayega

Dil mein uthe aaram qaid reh gaye iss dil mein

Par unke dil mein naa yeh khayal aaya!! 

Na koi hitchki aaye naa koi paigaam aaya!!                            

Unki aur se na koi khaat na kalaam aaya!!

Yaad karte reh gaye hum unhe saari raat!!

Pata nahi unhe humara khayal kyun nahi aaya!! 

Karwate palat kar raatein cut gaye humari

Unke intejaar mein thaak gaye ankhein humari

Thaaki aankho se bhi bass yahi ek sawaal aaya

Ki jane kyun unhe humara khayal nahi aaya!! 

Andhere kale saaye mein roshni ki kiran tab aaye

Jab unki tasveer he bas in ankho ke saamne aaye

Tasveer mein chupi khamoshi se bhi hume yahi kaha

Ki pata nahi appko humara khayal kyun nahi aaya 

Aap ki hassi sun ne ko taras gaye yeh kaan humare

Baat karne ke intejaar mein har gaye saane humari

Hari huye saanso se bhi bass yahi ek payam aaya

Ki pata nahi kyun unhe humara khayal nahi aaya!! 

  Khamoshi ka sagar kyun gehra ho gaya!!

Kya humne ki khata jo yeh aalam ho gaya!!

Kaafur ho gaye hum se saari khushiya

Gum ka bas naamo nishaan he rah gaya!! 

Wo ruthe humse iss kadaar, ki adhura humara jaha reh gaya!! 

kya bataye kaun hai woh!! 

kuch keh bhi nahi sakte

aur khamosh reh bhi nahi sakte

kahenge hum apne dil ki baat

tau ho jayenge woh udaas

kar lete hai hum unse dil-lagi

par woh nahi samajh pate humari yeh  dil ki lagi!!

chot kha kar uth jate hai har bar

muskurate hai hum bar bar

inn assuo ko woh kya jane

jinke har kadam par beech jati hai bahar 

mausam aate hai jate hai…

hum unke gum mein dub jate hai

khushiyo ke thikane ke liyehum

kya bataye kitne meal chale jate hai

saara jaha ghum kar wapas wahi aa jate hai

apni jindagi ko apne se juada pate hai.. 

registaan se iss dil mein

khawbo ka gharauda banate hai

apne naam ko ret par likh kar

khud apne he haatho se mitate hai 

lamho se gujarish hai , jeene ki khwahish hai

saanso ka ehsaan hai woh hum pe meherban hai

dhakane chalti hai naam lekar unka

unhe bhi shayaad unse milne ki aas hai

maan bhatak bhatak kar yahi kehta hai

ki unke bin jiya udaas hai.. 

aaj bhi dil ki shama jalti haiunke naam se

humari kalam aaj bhi chalti hai unke naam se

wo yeh mane ya naa mane

par in aankho ko aaj bhi unki aas hai 

jindagi tau bita lenge unke bagair

par hume tau maut ke baad bhi unki aas hai

har lamha saadiyo ka safar lagta hai

aur iss sadi ka har pal bus yahi humse kehta hai

dil se dil chahe ho kitne bhi juda,

par humko sirf unse he pyaar hai… 

kash khuda hum pe meharbaan hota

aur dil mein humare yeh armaan na hota

nahi kehte kabhi aap sub se hum kabhi

ki pyaar ka duja naam dar nahi hota…

 aab na batayenge kaun hai wo!!!

It happened a few hours ago that i came across a poet who sent me this lines and hindi and thats how i responded!! do read!!!

irshaad…

saas leta hu to zakhmo ko hawa lagti hai… tu hi bata meri zindagi tujhe kya lagti hai...yu to kat jayegi tum bin ye zindagi..

par tere bin jo kate wo zindagi tujhe kya lagti hai..

wah wah….

 

Now here is my reply

jakhm kha ke jo beete woh kya jindagi…

har dum gum mein beit jaye woh kya jindagi..

ashique mein sub luta de woh kya jindagi …

jo dosto ke naam na ho who kya jindagi..

 

rukh saanso ka palat jayega…

har jakhm khud-b-khud bhar jayega..

jindagi ko naye taajgi mil jayegi..

ek bar dosto se baat kar ke tau dekh

khuda kasam tera rang badal jayega..

 

hum kehte nahi dosti he khuda hai..

par ha yeh tere jakhm ki dawa hai..

aur agar jakhm na bhar paye ye tere..

tau yakeen kar mere dost…

yeh dard ko bhoolane ki ek adaa hai…

 

 

kudoos to friendship and let friendship be there forever!!!

Now if u are bored after reading so much, let me bring u to the most interesting group of engines. Now why I said so.. obviously cause I am in that group and that’s the most happening group. The team leader of this group is KVS with whom I messed up earlier, as already shared in my previous blog of KVS EXPERIENCE. But still such a big leader deserves more words of praise, He is so inspiring that he expects an SAE PAAPER from the team in a span of just 40 days, now isn’t it too ambitious, but still that’s what good leaders are all about. Life of this person has changed after getting engaged earlier he had one mobile and now he is having 2 now obviously I don’t need to tell why a second mobile. Earlier he use to note me walking in corridor hanging on mobile for hours, now its him whose noticed. Well if I go in detail then I will miss out the other members. Next in this teams of incredible is Ms Hatke, now why Hatke?? Simply cause no one can match Madam Hatke, she too like easterly has a long list of people behind her, to meet them all firstly she asked “ Do u wana partner O partner .. lumbi lumbi si??” after calling them all or vice-versa she then went ahead with next step, that is “ Pyaar manga hai tumhi se…!!” That’s madam Hatke’s style of doing things. The horse-power of engine, why I call the horse power, because like the movie sholey where the mighty mare tries to save poor Basanti from the evil forces of Gabbar, same way she is our last hope when every thing is down. But the only thing is u cant say this to madam “CHAL DHAANO ENGINES KI IJAAT KA SAWAAL HAI” Else she will get angry. She has an adorable smile and a very gentle way of laughing, a typical one just like u see in comics HEHEHEHE!!, Only this much. She also is a part of transmission team and spends valuable time with PT madam. So she has 2 bosses and sometimes she gets sandwiched between the 2 bosses.

Now if the fun part is over lets get back to some serious stuff. Introducing to u Mr. More, a.k.a. bond ,a.k.a. Super man , never ever dare to say this to him weather he is present there or not. Because even if he is not present , he will come flying and give u a tight punch. Now he is very peculiar about doing things his way or the perfect way. We call it doing things the “Hemu way”. He is stylish , brings out his Nokia mobile in style to talk to his close friends, loves to sing, but this riyaj of song comes at a very heavy cost for others. He will not be convinced if u give him a funda but expects that his funda gets accepted every where, he is a master trouble shooter can trouble shoot all the problems of BMW. Currently he is busy with all big projects. He is a charismatic personality, with great super powers. Very often seen with, “Ballu bhaiya”.

 If u note some one in dept with a big tummy, and while talking to a person uses pronouns more then nouns then yes u have rightly landed up with Ballu bhaiya. A care-free personality, and the heart of engines team. The only tension for this person is what if he leaves office after 5. The only married person in engine team but soon will get company from KVS. Talking about tensions in life, ask BALLU bhaiya about it he will tell u in details what all tensions he has. One amongst them is handling BOND and PAL. This is my office so happening , a great place to work!!!! A FUN PLACE!!!

Talking about office not a good thing, and if i tell u how my office is, then many faces will go down and u will think that this is a boring blog..

But trust me its one of the most fun place and u will come to know why after u read this. So my dear friends i introduce u to all my office members.Lets go from top of the pyramid. 

The top level is occupied by 2 Harry’s firstly the big boss, he keeps an eye on every one but rarely speaks, yes he is Mr. Das, below him is Mr Harry Hotter, why I called the boss as hotter, cause when he gets angry his face gets red and rarely he speaks a word, if he goes without talking to u then yes he is angry with u and if he does not talk to u then infer that he is very angry to u, and still if he does not call u for another couple of days and does not ask u to work for him then take it for granted that he is very angry with u and u have terribly messed up.

 

Now below this are small teams, the greatest amongst them is the suspension team, which comprises of grumbling bear, the foreign face and our favorite mango man, grumbling bear, probably the first boss who reports to his sub-ordinates, he has an imported mobile which has monophonic ring-tone and if u listen to the tone once I promise u wont like to hear it again, but poor people of dept have to hear it a million times in 1 day that’s because it rings in every 5 mins. And for next 5 mins he is on phone talking in 3 languages English, hindi, and lastly tamil, only god can make out when he changes track and switches to another language, and for next 5 mins he enquires with different people what they r doing so 15mins gone like this for next 15 mins his destination will be “pull out room” where he will either call our dear NAD or the mango man to get him out of trouble, like a small kid he will break his toy and will then expect MANGO MAN or NAD to repair the damage. The only work that this person does is follow up and u are in trouble if he calls u, in his most fanatic way, AAAREY NAD ONE SEC!!! But what ever he ask u to do never ends in one sec in fact he gives u the worst tasks to do that will take hours for completion. He always expects that u will follow up his work and give him the final report at his desk. But unfortunately never succeeded with this policy and the boss threw him out saying that u are not giving any output.

The other in list is the foreign face, who went to US and got the American “YO” touch after spending 2 months there. Now he does not talk in our national language, instead he talks in English and screws English like the Aussies are screwing up our Indian team. He makes some of the major ANNOCMETS not announcement, and always takes the responsibility but never completes it, that’s why boss complains that’s I don’t see any work from u. 

Poor Mango man has to bear the whole burden of suspension, but luckily he is having enough stiffness to create a feel good factor in suspension. He is a jolly good person and loves to celebrate life, he cant tolerate some girl calling him bhaiya, until that girl is too old. Our mango man like all others slipped on a very sticky polymer and MAROONed ALl his shirt.

 

The whole weight of BIW of car is taken up by NAD who sits in front of pc all day long to create something new, popularly known as Sincere BAACHA of the dept, without any work also he will be tensed, I don’t know what will he do if he gets a girl friend or gets married. The best thing about NAD is if he does any thing wrong he is blamed and even if he does not do any thing wrong he is blamed, POOR BAACHA. But now he is not overloaded, his burden is shared by his teammate, named EASTERLY, this strong wind has changed the fate of all the PG’s popularly known as PINKY known for the loud laugh, and bold nature. I really don’t understand what to say, a teacher or a partner who will teach new lessons to BAACHA and an innovative way of doing work. HOPE that poor NAD gets to learn new lessons from him.

 

Easterly!! Has a long list of crushes behind her, all those who went mad behind her, are haunting souls in BMW colony. May god bless all these souls!! And may these soul settle somewhere else with peace, which usually does not happens when a person gets settled, I hope u understand the point. The strong wind is also a big bakaar specialist, u can keep talking to her for as long as u want, but long talking to this girl can be dangerous, not because she will do any harm to u but because the other PG’s who are watching u will kill u when u reach colony. Sometimes silence speaks more then words, hope my silence speaks for myself. Any ways she is part of the transmission team, which comprises of PT madam who has a great vision. Now wondering what this vision is, to know the cause of failure by mere observation. She can spend hours watching one sample and think like an old pc which takes 10 mins. To open word window, I am not sure what process goes in her mind but still that’s how she works. She can spend days watching a micro structure and yet in the end fail to find what was the micro structure all about. She leads the team of transmission and that’s why transmission is at a very high speed. The only threat to PT madam is the wild bull that comes so often to threaten her.

            In this great team of transmission there is one big tall fellow named DAVE a.k.a. Apache, the cool dude loves life and likes to work when he wishes. But the biggest problem with him is he rarely changes the mother tongue, and that’s why it becomes a tough task to communicate. Loves to work when he is in mood, the only big thing about this giant is that he is ANTI- to NAD. So cant keep both of them at one place he is very ascetic, that’s the biggest quality of this person.

Taking the comment seriously author decided to reveal difference between PAL and author, both of them have a different birthday, one is on 3^rd OCT and the other somewhere in March. So won’t you wish authors creation PAL a very happy birthday. Any ways PAL requested the author to reveal how both of them are different. PAL off course!! Does not have the last 3 letters which author have in his spelling LOV. So no LAV no pain!! And that’s why my PAL is so funny and so witty. So this time I am going to tell u what happened on Pal’s birthday!! So If u are not an engineering student then u might not be knowing the pain of what birthday. Get ur back cushioned properly because if u leave a slightest of chance then… forget it dude u are going to loose every thing , I hope u understand what I am talking about. Yes u got it right, it’s the painful BIRTHDAY BUMPS. The most painful treatment u get on ur birthday and all cause u are an engineer. But luckily this time Pal was not in college, but who can forget the painful treatment that he got last time, and to be honest Pal missed the Birthday bumps from his college colleagues this time, all though every one called him this time, but he just wished that if all of them could be together again and celebrate the birthday like they have done for past 4 years. You seriously get addicted to engineering atmosphere, But lost time and gone waves never come back.

 

So the mid night party was with few of the hostelite and that too from same college. But the misery is if not bumps it’s going to be cake which is going to give u pain not physically but the other way. Sleeping late is not a problem but sound sleep is a must and if u don’t get that then it’s a problem, and guess what’s the biggest enemy to a sound sleep its none other then ur mobile, that keeps ringing . The craziest thing was that one of my friend wished me at 3 at night, now how warm those wishes will be and how good u will feel after receiving them. But the real fun was when he reaches office. Now as promised next in blog list are office members.