"spirituality"had acquired a negative connotation in the recent times.
to know what is actually is about ,go to-
http://www.bawandinesh.blogspot.com and look for the post with heading"CRYSTAL CLEAR"
it is an awesome post!
2 years ago
Sunday, June 29, 2008
In a month's time i will be back in bits .I am really looking forward to meeting my ju's there .It just reminds me of my experience with the registration process i had to go through a year ago.
I had gone to the institute dome to get my hostel room allotted along with my friend.We were greeted by a bengali prof who was sitting before a Dabba(p.c).I gave him all my forms and the offer letter i got and aked him if it was possible for me and my friend to get adjacent or opposite rooms to which he said"NO NO..the compppputerrr decides.you see here everything is randomized".I had a strong urge to laugh at his accent and his "everything is random here concept" but i knew better.Me and my friend ,anil took our allotment slips and went to hostel-ch5 .There i completed the formalities and and was given a slip and was asked to keep it safely.The next day when i came back i found out much to my horror that i had all the papers except the one that mattered .I went and asked a senior student who was helping out the officials in the admission process(i later understood why ,he was going to contest for the elections )if i could get another copy?he blankly said"NO.if you dont have that slip you wont be given admission".within a span of 2 minutes after that sentence was uttered i must have suffered 3-4 mini heart attacks."OH my god i have not applied for any other colleges"was the first thought that had entered my mind.The beautiful campus did'nt seem good anymore.The next day while was i walking looking like a terminally ill patient on the road to ch-5 from nescafe i heard anil shout "harsha! harsha!".I turned back and saw him with a wet peice of paper.The smile on his face told me what it was and i let out a huge sigh of relief.The previous night when i was getting onto the cab to go back the paper had slipped from my file and had fallen into a narrow passage made for the rain water to go down .It stayed there the whole night and had enjoyed the goan weather while i was pacing around restlessly trying to figure out a solution!
I had gone to the institute dome to get my hostel room allotted along with my friend.We were greeted by a bengali prof who was sitting before a Dabba(p.c).I gave him all my forms and the offer letter i got and aked him if it was possible for me and my friend to get adjacent or opposite rooms to which he said"NO NO..the compppputerrr decides.you see here everything is randomized".I had a strong urge to laugh at his accent and his "everything is random here concept" but i knew better.Me and my friend ,anil took our allotment slips and went to hostel-ch5 .There i completed the formalities and and was given a slip and was asked to keep it safely.The next day when i came back i found out much to my horror that i had all the papers except the one that mattered .I went and asked a senior student who was helping out the officials in the admission process(i later understood why ,he was going to contest for the elections )if i could get another copy?he blankly said"NO.if you dont have that slip you wont be given admission".within a span of 2 minutes after that sentence was uttered i must have suffered 3-4 mini heart attacks."OH my god i have not applied for any other colleges"was the first thought that had entered my mind.The beautiful campus did'nt seem good anymore.The next day while was i walking looking like a terminally ill patient on the road to ch-5 from nescafe i heard anil shout "harsha! harsha!".I turned back and saw him with a wet peice of paper.The smile on his face told me what it was and i let out a huge sigh of relief.The previous night when i was getting onto the cab to go back the paper had slipped from my file and had fallen into a narrow passage made for the rain water to go down .It stayed there the whole night and had enjoyed the goan weather while i was pacing around restlessly trying to figure out a solution!
Thursday, June 26, 2008
MUNNA BHAI
MUNNA BHAI
Circuit, bole toh yeh Ford kya hai?
CIRCUIT
Bhai, gaadi hai.
MUNNA BHAI
Toh phir, yeh Oxford kya hai?
CIRCUIT
Bole toh, simple hai bhai, Ox mane Bael, Ford mane gaadi. Oxford bole toh Baelgaadi.
read http://indialaugh.blogspot.com
Circuit, bole toh yeh Ford kya hai?
CIRCUIT
Bhai, gaadi hai.
MUNNA BHAI
Toh phir, yeh Oxford kya hai?
CIRCUIT
Bole toh, simple hai bhai, Ox mane Bael, Ford mane gaadi. Oxford bole toh Baelgaadi.
read http://indialaugh.blogspot.com
sardar joke
Santa Singh sent his bio data to America to apply for a post in intel. A few days later he got this reply:- Dear Mr. Singh, You do not meet our requirements. Please do not send any further correspondence. No phone call shall be entertained. Thanks
Santa singh jumped with joy on receiving this reply. He arranged a party and when all the guests had come, he said Bhaiyon aur Behno,aap ko jaan kar khushi hogee ki mujhay america mein naukri mil gayee hai." Everyone was delighted. Santa singh continued Ab main aap sab ko apnaa appointment letter padkar sunaongaa par letter english main hai isliyen saath-saath hindi main translate bhee kartaa jaongaa.
Dear Mr. Singh-----pyare singh sahab
You do not meet----aap to miltay hee naheen ho
our requirement----humko to zaroorat hai
Please do not send any furthur correspondance----ab letter vetter bhejnay kee zaroorat nahee hai.
No phone call ----phone vone kee bhee zaroorat nahee hai
shall be entertained----bahut khaatir kee jayegi.
Thanks----aapkaa bahut bahut shukriya
talkofcampus.com
talkofcampus.com is a startup venture by a team of students from bits-pilani,goa.the website is now open for students from bits-pilani,goa and lots of colls will be added soon.i am a core member in the marketing team of the site and enjoyed working for the project to the a lot.the site has been entirely developed by students with support from pavin podilla,a top web-designer.
here are the features of the site that will make it unique
the site will be highly moderated ...
abstracts of project can be uploaded
info on the latest events happening in various colls in india
placement info
scrapbook
timepass zone
and much more
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
i have seen many a times
people praying for reasons unknown to me
i wondered if it really helped them
were they being gulled into the act of praying
or was it their natural instinct
i had to give it a try
i waited for a tough situation to come into my life
when it came my natural instinct was to close my eyes
a violent sea within i reminded myself that i had to pray to know
i bought my hands together and bowed my head down
i prayed in silence
there were no words spoken in my mind
nothing asked for
with my eyes tight shut
i saw within to find the violent sea metamorphosing into a placid lake.
people praying for reasons unknown to me
i wondered if it really helped them
were they being gulled into the act of praying
or was it their natural instinct
i had to give it a try
i waited for a tough situation to come into my life
when it came my natural instinct was to close my eyes
a violent sea within i reminded myself that i had to pray to know
i bought my hands together and bowed my head down
i prayed in silence
there were no words spoken in my mind
nothing asked for
with my eyes tight shut
i saw within to find the violent sea metamorphosing into a placid lake.
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