Hopefully I will recieve my paycheck from my boss(DAD) in a few days and will be able to recharge my mobile again and blog away…
A Motorola C350
No, this is not the picture of my handset, it’s a picture from the website. The theft of my phone had left me penniless so, somehow after conjuring up around 2000 bucks, I went off to the second hand mobile shop to search for a cheap phone with USB Modem capabilities. What I wanted was a samsung C100 but I couldn’t find that in any of the shops so I decided to settle for a Motorola C350. As I had already used my friend’s handset for a week, I knew that it had a decent modem with USB connectivity. Anyways, I have tried to list the Pros and Cons of this wonderful handset(not the original one but the second hand piece that I have) below.
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What a busy day!! Woke up at 8 in the morning to go to college as we had participated in an event called “Who dares wins”. The events were less daring and more physically consuming. We had to run to far ends of the college on a treasure hunt. Then we had to carry one of our team members around a field(I was clutching my chest for half an hour after this). Then I had to do 10 push-ups(ridiculously easy)on a concrete pathway which had been baking under the sun for the past many hours(My hands are still raw!!). Anyways, we had the war of the bands in the evening. Got dressed and headed off for college. The next 6 hours are a blur. Intense headbanging, jumping has left me feeling tired and consumed. It was a wierd sight. Four of us headbanging on metallica while the rest of the crowd stood still and stared at us. Anyways, I realised that it’s so much more fun being in the crowd than playing on stage. Our college band came in second and one band “Rust” completely fucked up. The vocalist was shitty and ruined the whole show. Another downside was the locals and biharis shouting for hindi and bhojpuri songs. Anyways, the principal happy as usual after recieving his customary gift of a bottle of whiskey happily declared a holiday for tomorrow so will wake up late afternoon.
My phone got stolen 2 days ago on Sunday.. I am sad.. 🙁 But the bright part is my roommate’s phone also got stolen 🙂 Mine was an O2 Xphone II and his was a Nokia N-Gage QD. Actually we didn’t have latch on our front door and our door used to be open while we slept. Sunday morning we woke up to find our mobiles gone. I soon reported an FIR with the police and got a new SIM card issued on the same number. This is my second phone to be stolen in the same style so I can’t even tell my parents.. Meanwhile I am using a shitty old Motorola C350 borrowed from a friend but at least it has got a USB modem inbuilt. Now, there’s nothing else to do except mourn watching this. Maybe collect enough money and buy a Nokia 3530 next month(my first color screen phone).
Yesterday was holi, the festival of colors. Woke up early, went to the hostel and had a blast!!! We tore each other’s clothes off and played holi(apply colored powder and paste) till late afternoon. After that came the time for Bhang(local cannabis drink). As I had never had it before, I underestimated it’s intoxicating properties and had 7 glasses straight away. Since it was made in the hostel, it was not properly mixed and I could feel several lumps of Bhang pass my throat but I didn’t give that a second thought. Got my mobile/wallet from Sonal’s cupboard and came home, washed myself as well as I could and went off to sleep. Now whatever happened after this I am not sure but I have tried to piece the story together from the narrations of my friends..
Viggi woke me up a couple of hours after I went to sleep and took me to CCD on his bike. Apparently we had lots of food and coffee there(I don’t remember any of this). We came back and I went off to sleep. I next woke up at 10 in the night and asked Prateek to bring me some food. At this point, I have memory only in flashes of 10 seconds. I was standing in front of the Cupboard and then I had forgotten why.. Standing in front of my house but didn’t know why!!!! I was just drifting in and out of consciousness. Again, I went off to sleep and woke up sometime after 2 at night dying of hunger, found the Biriyani Prateek had got for me and ate it with my bare hands only and then again rolled off to sleep.
Woke up this morning finding everything to be normal. Brushed my teeth, bathed and headed off to the hostel. Midway I confused driving my bike with flying an aeroplane in Microsoft Flight Simulator 2004. One minute I seemed to be driving my bike and the next minute, I was having a sensation of free fall. Reached hostel somehow to find the others in a similar situation. We joked around and then I again went to sleep. Came back to the flat in the evening with all the effects of the Bhang gone. Went to dinner with friends a few hours back. As soon as I had started having dinner, I started feeling lightheaded again. Asked viggi to drive my bke and came back home somehow and started writing for the blog. For everyone out there looking for a cheap high for a long time, go for a Bhang(only Rs 15/-(less than half a dollar)) and 2 days of high… I am now going off to sleep just hoping that the effects will be gone by tomorrow and the hangover is not too horrible…
As sunday boredom set in, we all decided to take a trip to boar dam. Left at around 3 in the afternoon. It is around 70 kms from Nagpur and an excellent ride. We have to pass through mountains, valleys, forests and small villages. Rohit maintained the tradition by making his bike skid and falling down. Soon after, ayan’s bike got punctured and he had to ride on his tank for 2 kms to the next village. We stopped at the village and tried smoking bidis(Local cigarette made out of leaves). We reached there just before sunset and spent an hour there throwing stones and each other into the water. At sunset, we left and came back to Nagpur.
Is it a bird?
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Is it an Airplane???
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No!!!! It’s Groong!!!
Hails from Gangtok and studies Architecture in Nagpur.
Dresses up like a hip-hop artist but wields the guitar very well. He is generally nocturnal but sometimes finds it necessary to produce some vitamins and hence exposes himself to sunlight. Eats whenever he feels hungry and spends his allowance within the first 5 days of the month and then lives on borrowed stuff. Bathes whenever fellow hostelites throw him out. Is famous for his wierd haridos and piercings. Disappears for months from the face of the earth, nowhere to be found just to be seen one day in the hostel as if he never left. Overall a friendly and nice person.
Yesterday was a day of adventures. College was cancelled because of some cultural function the night before. Woke up at 12 in the afternoon, summoned Orko to come for lunch, then me, him and Neeraj had south indian lunch. There, we planned to go karting. We asked others but noone was interested. So at around 3, we set off for the place which is around 25 kms from Nagpur. Thumping at a steady 70 at NH 69, we accidently overshot the place by around 25 kms. We turned back and finally arrived at the place. It was deserted. After much bargaining and haggling, the deal came out to be 10 laps each for a total of 900. The cars were flimsy but fast. Halfway through my second lap, turning at a speed of around 50, my kart spun and blew the clutchplate. Anyways, after much interruptions(including dogs running after us at the tracks!!), we all completed our laps. We left just as darkness sunk in towards Nagpur. We arrived at around 7:30, went to Poonam Chambers for rolls. after that, we returned home. I was so tired, I couldn’t wait to lie down on my bed when Tak called and asked me to join him for some nighttime adventure. Even after my constant refusals, he won’t take a NO for an answer. I picked up Orko from the hostel and we went to the orchards to steal Oranges. We were 10 people on 5 bikes, riding along the highway with the headlights off looking for good orange trees. Finally, we found a farm which was loaded with oranges. 3 of us provided a lookout while the others climbed over the wire fence and stole oranges. After filling our bags to the brim, we started our bikes, and shouting and singing, we left the spot when midway, we realised that 2 of the bags were empty. We went back to the same spot and repeated the previous maneuver. This time we also filled our t-shirts and shirts with oranges. Again, we left shouting and after dropping Orko at the hostel, came home and immediately fell asleep.
Basically, I am too busy. The weeks sail forth like a blur. It ain’t that I am too busy to blog but there’s nothing new to blog. Go to college every morning, then come back, rush off to gym, then come back, go out and eat something, play Need for Speed Most Wanted, check my mails, surf around checking my friends’ blogs. Have dinner and then read myself to sleep. Several times during the week, I have to replace my pleasure activities with writing practical files(I write my assignments in class which saves time and saves me from the boring drones of the teachers). Also, there’s always the same feeling of having less money than I need. The book I am currently reading is “To kill a mockinbird”. Excellent book. I will be sorry when I reach the end. Was plannign to go to Bengaluru(Bangalore) to meet a friend but turns out he ain’t a friend, just a fiend full of empty promises so will most probably givin Microsoft Certification exams during holi. Hooked to a great song by Sixpence none the richer-Kiss Me. It’s a cute song, sung by a cute girl and with a cute video. And top of that, the chords are really easy
D Dmaj7 D7 Dmaj7 which is really cute….
Here are the cute lyrics.
Will get back if there’s any news.
Today me and Neeraj met up at the Pratap Nagar CCD and decided to jam out. We got his dilapidated GIVSON from his place and headed out to mine. For more than 5 hours, all we did was wear our fingers out. I was on the lead and he was playing the chords. We played numerous Bryan Adams songs, Eagles(Hotel California, Tequila Sunrise), GNR, Metallica (One, Nothing else matters), Pink Floyd(Another Brick in the Wall, Wish you were here), AC/DC(on acoustic!!!), Scorpions, Nirvana and many more. We discovered that my plucking and his strumming perfectly complemented each other. Is this the beginning of a band?? Maybe.. What we need now is someone on the drums, someone on the bass and some singer.. The first 2 are really hard to find and the few of these that we have seen are much more talented to play with us. So next weekend again, we are gonna let the beer and the music flow.(I hope that the avian flu hadn’t arrived as we could also have enjoyed the taste of Tandoori Chicken) Beer, music and chicken are the clues to the secret of having a great evening!!