Wednesday, 27 August 2014

27 Aug 2014, Day फोडि फायू (foty phiue)


फोडि फायू : 
There are some people who you remember through your life. Whenever the number 45 flashes, I remember couple of the lecturers  from my BE college time. One of them struggled to speak forty, his heavy tongue made the 't' a 'D', the other would pronounce five as phiue, a typical accent that you find in the villages of Bihar.



Da Vinci's Demons



Tuesday, 26 August 2014

Aug' 26 2014 / forty fourth day @ IITM


9 PM : Just for sake of it, and also because I have google, along with a stable net connection, I searched hoarding. For numerous Americans, hoarding is an issue. bla bla bla ....
for me I know my laziness is not hoarding, its just laziness, once in blue moon, I would get this superhuman ability, that enables me to organise my life in a day.


on a funnier note...

Monday, 25 August 2014

Aug' 25, 2014 / Day forty three

Not This Monday
10.00 PM : while returning from dinner, I realised that I have lost sense of time. I felt (even thought I write this blog daily, and technically I should not get confused.) like it was still weekend. Its like the routine, which I suppose have not mentioned anytime here, makes the feeling of all days similar, especially when you are returning from mess.


A typical day involves, a trip to mess after a great effort on my part to getup, for breakfast. This is usually followed by coming back to room, getting ready and leaving for department.
At noon, I return from department, for lunch, again visit my room for some rest, before heading back to department.
The evening is marked by trip to mess for tea, and then I try to make it to swimming pool. (which has a fifty percent success rate). At night there is another trip to mess for dinner and if I'm in mood for study, a final trip to department, from where I return after midnight. This is usually accompanied by trip to IRCTC cafe for tea or snacks before returning to my room.