Tuesday, November 24, 2009

root 3

Disclaimer: Taken from a post, who in turn took it from some other source. But worth it. No IPRs attached.

i fear that i will always be
a lonely number like root 3
a 3 is all that's good and right
why must my 3 keep out of sight
beneath a vicious square root sign
i wish instead i were a 9
for 9 could thwart this evil trick
with just some quick arithmetic
i know i'll never see the sun
as 1.7321
such is my reality
a sad irrationality
when hark! what is this i see
another square root of a 3
has quietly come waltzing by
together now we multiply
to form a number we prefer
rejoicing as an integer
we break free from our mortal bonds
and with a wave of magic wands
our square root signs become unglued
and love for me has been renewed.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Here and there

Its only when you sit down to write, that you tend to realize how(if) things are going wrong somewhere... So, I have this small list of people who I don't (can't) get into fights with. Oh boy! I can fight the world alone, but when it's with one of them the world seems to fall apart.

How do you spend time when things aren't going that well?

I read. And since books were never made for me, I read blogs!

Phul Singh One of the links i came across on my random blog run. This one is about English, and perhaps our obsession with complicated words ;)

and not to forget the track running in the background right now, its called 'iktara' from Wake up Sid. The song goes something like this -

Orey manva tu to bavra hai
Tu hi jaane tu kya sochta hai
Tu hi jaane tu kya sochta hai bavre
Kyun dikhaye sapne tu sote jaagte

I realize that i tend to like a lot more movies these days, and a lot more lyrics...i actually listen to them :)

To end this one, let's have a rapid fire bests and one-liner why's (they keep changing every now and then, where now and then would mean about 10 years, i stick to my favorites)

1. Cricketer - Kevin Pieterson (for being as crazy as he is, and for walking down the pitch)
2. Driver - Raikkonen (yun hi!)
3. Tennis player - Djokovic (for his 'come on's and coz he is 6'2'' ...well, so was 1)
4. City - Delhi (for the traffic and the crowd, and the dil of the city)
5. Font - Georgia (for the simplicity of it)
6. Pastime - blogging (my blog's with me, no matter what!)
7. number - 7 (no reasons....)

Wishing you all a happy diwali (the return of Ram, my favorite super hero, just coz he was so amazingly talented that he could do things all wrong and still get away with a win each time)

Monday, July 27, 2009

rm -r *.*

As always, ignore the title of the post.

Why don't you write more often?
Hmmm...I like to leave people at peace ;)

Then why do you write today?
Multiple reasons -

1. It has rained, so IIT is cooler, i am happier.
2. 6'am start today, big shift from my 1pm schedule, kinda tired.
3. Some people like jaipur more than delhi. why? i dont know
4. Next big thing is dinner at the mess!
5. writing is something i love - after driving, sleeping and IIT
6. why 3!! i still dont know
7. IIT's so good, jst coz it has two i's in the name ;)

But, are you going to write something now?
Nah! I'll do that kabhi aur, free time mein.

So, what now?
Bye

(P.S. - no matter how beautiful the :) smile is... :P is and will remain the best smiley...now common :P is the tongue, the strongest muscle in the human body, also the softest)

Saturday, May 30, 2009

I am the Best!

'I need to talk', she said, in a voice that wasn't quite hers. What was alarming was the tone, it wasn't the usual one, it had an air of dominance about it. And yes, something i realized later...she said 'I need to talk' and not 'we need to talk'. It was all my fault, having spent a week to convince her to go for a morning walk, I finally succeeded...can't say if succeeded turned out to be the right word though.

'So, why are you so impressed with yourself?' sweet bomb exploded. She put it in very simple words, just like she always does. My situation was tricky. I have always had this attitude problem (it's getting reduced i am sure, i have at least started sending friend requests on social networks rather than just accepting them). Yeah, so i was sure about my (undue) arrogance. And so was she. The worst part, i could not lie to her (have tried it in the past - never worked so i gave up). Haan, so my answer!

'i don't know, maybe i am that good'

'See, that's where the problem lies...ok, tell me why?'

'Multiple reasons, can't be counting all' (shouldn't have said this)

'Multiple reasons, I know your reasons. You have run them over so many times. You think the average person around is dumb. You think 90% of drivers in Delhi can't drive properly, the politicians are all fraud, your professors can't teach, the lady over there does not know how to jog (she did look funny, but i could not risk pointing it out then), cricketers don't use their brains, policemen are corrupt, the world is full of people not doing their jobs properly...tell me this, are you perfect?

'No, i am not (wanted to say 'i am close to it'). But I have you, and you are perfect. I know you will make me perfect someday'

Flattery always works! Didn't work this time. What followed was pure disaster. Some minutes later, she was the only one speaking. I don't generally allow people to dominate arguments, but against her my situation is kind of helpless. I did manage a few haans and hmmms in between (even that was tough).

So, the talk had everything i had ever got wrong in life (again my fault, i always share everything with her, hopelessly honest). Yeah, she also said something about the way i write 'You are so complicated, it is impossible to read your stuff and you intentionally make it tough for others. Even your blog posts are so 'forcing opinions' type, no room for comments.'

It was about then that i was beginning to realize how pathetic i have been all this while.

'So, what do you suggest' (In hope of an escape, i know she can't be so cruel to me)

She laughed, the laugh I have been in love with, for i don't know how long. And then a kiss on the forehead, always works and she knows it.

'Jokes aside, you are doing fine. Just focus less on proving things to others, respect people more, and give up your 'I am the best' attitude. Why don't you try and relax in life' (Ah hun, her favorite style of explaining things to people who fly - crush the other person's confidence, bring him back to ground level where he can listen, put your point across, and then let him go again)

I knew all along i was doing fine ;)

While leaving, she concluded 'so, ankit you were right. Morning walks are not that bad'

'Yeah mom, they aren't. But I will probably sleep longer tomorrow'