whats this happening......????? what can we do.....!!!!!

I have heard that youths of the country are responsible for its future.......????? Then its in our hand. So wat all the things required for a good, cultured and flawless developed country.....?????

Few days back our Indian cricket team won the 20-20 world cup match. Its a great thing. Indian team was awarded with 10,00,00,000 rs and Yuvraj with 1,00,00,000. And there were lot of welcome ceremony, interviews, functions and many more. After that our Indian chess champian "Mr. Vishwanathan Anand" won the world champainship for 2nd time. He got 39,00,000 $. One more good news. But after that I heard a news in channel tat our banglore police team caught some robbers gang, they did some robbery in some "Chimana Jewellers, Banglore". Our police team recovered some 12.5 kgs of gold and some cash. But what they got.....????? just 25 lakhs....???? They fought without caring for their life and in that police team there might be around 15-20 members. How much will each get....????? Who is working sincerely and whom are we supporting.....???? For a developed country, along with the world cups we need a powerfull, well equipped cops also. We need defense system, good politicians, and many more..... along with..... supporting Indians..... We discuss a lot about supporting equally to cricket, football, hockey and other games also, but are we......????

Few days back, after the 20-20 world cup, there was an award function, "ARJUN PURASKAR", for some brave persons, but no one was happy while receiving the award. One guy returned the award telling that they are not getting proper support and oppertunity and others who received expressed thier unhappyness for this. If this is the story of our India then what will be our country's future....???? What I feel, our country will not progress till we fill all these loop holes...... Now a days education has become pure business. One who have money, they'll get education. What abt others....??????

With all these we are dreaming about a developed and successful India...... Are we right....???? Please think...... and act..... if possible spread ur ideas..... What can we do.....???? and How....????

"LOVE YOU INDIA"

My last days in the paradise.......

I've explained my 3 years of engg in just few lines. Cos those were only the days of dark. There were many things to tell but adella korta ansutte, matte adnella nenp madkolakke ista irlilla, so finished off in few lines. But i would like to explain my last year in detail. I can say that i enjoyed my last year to the fullest. Saw many more new budding couples in final year, in hostel, in my surroundings and some permanent break ups also. I too felt a little bit wat might be the love is.....

After stepping into final year we planned for a trip and went to jog falls. It was very adventurous. It was a nice and most remembering trip. Cos not only it was full of fun but my life turned after tat trip. Many of my friends were getting selected in various company. All were in the mood of flying ( i think ). There is one juice center near out college, we started visiting there almost twice a week. Most of all friends were coming. We used to stay there for at least two hours. Teasing one of our friend, (he/she would be the bali ka bakra. Most of the time it was she only ). Those were most remembering days. We were just searching for any bahanas to visit juice center. Hamare vajese to vo juice center wala mala maal hogaya. For the first and last time we visited funfair with our classmates. Ye silsile to chalta raha..... Kahi dil jale kahi diya.....

In our last sem (8th sem) i was some what not comfortable with all of our classmates. ( many know the reason also) So was in search of some different kind of friends and wanted some change. One of my friend introduced me to his friends group. In the beginning i felt let me see, wat kind of people those are, but as the time went on i realised that those are the persons whom i was searching for. Went a trip with them to kodchadri, murdeshwara n some other places. In the trip I experienced whats the relationship is...!!!. Previously when I suffered due to some relationships I thought such relationships wont exist but in the trip I felt the real thing ( I made the relationship with wrong person and relationship exists if both are willing to have it). Now I dont want to loose them at any cost. Am thankful to my friend who introduced me to them.

The last sem was very strainy, proj work and our proj guide...!!!!???? Really its very difficult to understand the person. He scolded a lot but gave us 97/100 in exam. Strange na..... We thought of doing proj by own and we did. But was somewhere i was scared about output. We tried a lot. May be due to lack of guidance we dint succeed in getting proper output. Took a serious risk abt the proj. Some how finished it, got the output also but not on the exam day. yes.... it was working only till the day before the exam. Could not study properly due to proj. After everything, laga ki sab mehnat mitti me chala gaya lekin abibhi asha ki ek diya jal rahi hai, some where the experience may help us. Wat happend to last sem exam result....????? every one was hitting the boundary but i was trying to protect my wicket. Century to nai mara lekin kuch runs banaya....... 70.8%.....

Hey listen about our last class trip. we went to madikeri.... for twoooo days....!!!! Trip was nice but dint enjoyed much. I felt like we just went to see the places not to enjoy. vo kehte hai na, sab kuch, kuch na kuch sikha deta hai..... After the trip some good friends become close friends, jo ladka hamesha kehta tha ki jate time royega nai,zyada miss nai karega, uske ankho se bhi do boond tapka, tab laga trip bekar nai laga.....

People wont think while doing friendship. But guys think.... think and select the persons. Friendship is the most valuable relationship ( as i felt ), dont do it with all and dont leave the friends till ur last breath..... One gal came in my life and taught a very good lesson to me. She was the reason for my many sufferings, she hurted me a lot, even i cried once cos of her. I was thinking she was very bad, the most worst gal, but learnt a lot from her. Even now also i dont know wat kind a gal she is and wats the other's opinion abt her, but i thank her a lot for everything and i wish she read this blog and reply me to my mail...... I dont want to disclose her name..... This is for her, Try to understand others condition before taking any decision. Think and proceed...... Where ever u r, how ever u r, just take care of urself and try to take care of others also.

This is my life story till now...... Till many things were there to tell, many truths are being hidden, they cant be told, they can only be felt and understood. Those who know the details and the person's identification please dont disclose that to anyone and dont ask me for confirmation also.

Thank you friends..... Thanks for reading my blog. Reply me and give me the feed back. and one last request cum suggestion, before judging any person, may be abt his/her activity/char/behavior, just experience urself in his/her position and judge......

My pre-final year......

Still there was some kala badal of 4th sem. Experienced back for sec time ( in CO ) but got passed in revaluation. He... He.... Everyone started teasing me tat i've good luck, i'll get pass in revaluation. In 5th sem, one PDP ( Personality Development Prog ) changed our engg lifestyle. We learned to enjoy together. On the last day of tat prog, it was raining heavily. Everyone was taking snaps with the PDP guy. I was thinking abt someone else. I got wet in rain for the first time, not to enjoy the rain but to forget some pain. Everyone thought i was enjoying there, but one ( non-kar) guy came to me and joined me. He understood my condition and supported me even though he dint know anything abt wat has happened.

We started bunking classes in mass. For the first time i went on stage and presented a paper wit my frnd. I got good feedback from frnds also. Then felt am doing something at least now. But started my bad time from then ( i think so ). Got least percentage in 5th sem ( 56.66). Experienced sec class also. In 6th sem, got some nice frnds, and got placed in company also. And that ice-cream incident happened in 6th sem only. Tat was my last year in hostel. Was getting irritated by some people in hostel, so decided to leave hostel. Was upset cos of one close frnd. Was feeling like to stay alone. So left hostel.......

Entry into our branch....

Our dept was just like a well, so deep in syllabus, subjects, cant be understood our staff 4m outside. Its very difficult to even imagine our dept at the beginning. We all entered, with lot of dreams, hopes, ambition, zeal..... 6-hard subjects, network, signals, cant even think abt those subjects. But we did it, with some or great difficulty. Belive it or not network was my favourate subject and i liked the way tat lecturer taught us. Met a new frnd here, now also he is one of my good frnds.

Experienced first back in engineering, cried after seeing results. 4m there i get scared everytime during results. Luckly i passed in revaluvation, then also i cried...... Still i remember, when i saw my reval results i started crying, in front of notice board, one of my frnd made me to keep my head on his sholders.... 4m there my journey again started with frnds. In second year i started practicing to talk in english with only one person, others were wispering among themselves, many were laughing at us.... But we dint leave, we kept our practice. It helped me a lot.

Saw many budding pairs, sach bolta hoon muje bi thoda laga ki mera number kab ayega..... He... He.... He..... But was not aware of the inner troubles.....

Mere pehla kadam in BIET.......

Wanted to fly, i stepped in, dreaming of becoming a successful and efficient engineer, a real engineer,( seems to be filmy, but was real ). Nan akka full buildup kottidlu, engg hage hege anta, so was little bit exited also. But i was late by 15 min. So went to administrative block, asking some seniors( i was scared of ragging by them ), then i took our timetable and section information. One office worker guided me to my classroom, it was in TEXTILE block. I went there, but classes were already started in 3 different class rooms. I was some wat tensed, so dint entered class room. I saw three gals group chatting among themselves outside the classroom. Thought of asking them about our section room, but i was shy, then also i went near them, i heard they were talking in english. Apun ka angrezy to lajawab hai, i was totally off and ran out from there. I cant forget that day, it brings smile on my face, every time when ever i remember tat day. He.... He.... He.... :-)

Baad me kuch log mile, dosti hui, acha laga.... Chalta raha, kuch khaas nai hua, college me.

But in hostel, did lot of masti. In the begginning we were some wat scared but later, na.... Started drinking tea at late night ( 11-30 pm). Nice exprience. Those exam days... We were in 1st year na, so regular study, i was a book work in first year, spent much time in coll,( in classes and library ). First sem went like tat. Got non-karnataka room mates, but were nice ( for me ). Exams aytu.... Raja mugitu, 2nd sem start aytu.... By tat time i had many friends, both kar and non-kar frnds. In sec sem started combined studies. At exam time we were studying till 4 in nights, we were feeing hungry by 2.... So we were collecting money 4m all those who wanted something to eat and were bringing khara-mandakki. We were waiting to eat tat, everybody was watching the bag so that no one eats tat and no one going to toilet at around 1, cos no one wanted to miss it..... He... He.... Really golden moments...... Jab bhi yaad karta hoon un dinonko, hoti hai itni khushi..... Age bayan karne ko shabd nai mil rahi hai.... Apni shuruwad to achha hi hua.....

Golden moments of tantragnanada dinagalu.......

hi guys.....

The best part of our life is, friends.... If they are of good ones.... I got few in school days and in PU days. In engineering i got few more. My engineering was just like a rose plant. When u plant it a fresh one, there'll be no leaves, no flowers. My initial days were also same, new place, new people, dint know how they are..... After few days, few leaves came out, greeeeen one, nice one. I got few friends, good one. But later......? Hhhhmmm..... All leaves turns dark green, initially they'll be depending on stick for food later they'll start preparing food by themselves, means they become independent, just like tat.... Few break ups, then make ups..... Went on..... Few days later a bud will appear on plant, then it blooms and gives out fragrance. In same way, i got some best friends, my life also started blooming..... Now my life is in a flower period, giving out fragrance, cool going, enjoying. Later have to see, whether more buds'll appear or .....???


I want to share my engineering experience, in parts as 1st year, 2nd year and so on.... So go to next post for that.... And please leave comments..... I need it.... To improve my life and my self....

yeh galfrnds...... hhmmm......

Guys i want to share some of my mistakes with u people..... Dont do it....
I know, many of u'll try to make galfrnds and many of u ve them. Fine.... But, if u want ur other friends should be with u, then u've to lie.... To both, friends and to gal frnd. If u dont want to loose ur galfrnd, then start being selfish. I lost one cos i couldn't be selfish. I was giving more importance to other friends than my girl-frnd. She was complaining about that again and again.

And never say no if she calls u anywhere. One funny thing happened in my life,once my girl-frnd invited me somewhere, i was buddhu, i took my friends there with me.... He.... He... He.... Now i laugh at myself for that. Now i miss her a lot. I requested her to be with me, but she refused, i was late guys..... Obviously, gals never have patience.... Guys life is urs, decide urself, who is most important, galfrnd or frnds....?????

I was always thinking abt my friends, never thought of having any galfrnd. I got.... and lost in a while... just like as a drop of water on the tip of grass leaf..... Really, those talks with her, vo ek doosre ko chidana, jhagda karna, those very first wish in morning and last wish at night, scolding each other if anyone miss to wish, when there was no currency, borrowing money from friends..... hhhmmm..... miss everything.... U know, now even if i try then i cant make my mood to make any new galfrnd..... She was the first and the last.... think so... But... life hai doston.... chalna hai, chalana hai.... Never loose hope, still searching for new one... He.... He... He.....

Wish u best of luck guys.... Select and make..... There is no scarcity of gals but good ones are less... Think 4 times b4 u commit....

"Break the heart and love it but never love it and break......"

and also dont forget......

" Life is not only to live but also to leave...."

Life.... Bole to....

Why i've mentioned all those, my life hurdles....... Life is different from a teacher, a teacher teaches lesson and then keeps the exam. But life keeps the exam first and then teaches the lesson.

Some of my friends, when they share some of their probs, what i felt is that, they are thinking about only thier probs. But when they look into others life, when they try to understand others prob definately they'll feel like thier prob is nothing in front of others. So guys dont be like a frog which lives in a well, try to come out of well, you'll come to know what the world is..... I know, people learn from their mistakes, but guys, life is too short, if u spent all of the time in making mistakes then you wont get time to correct it and even you wont get time to do all kinds of mistakes, try to learn from others mistake also.....

Here is a small cute story.... Just have a look on it....

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.

Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't see the band - he could hear it. In his mind ' s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Days and weeks passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone. Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window, The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations. Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled. If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can' t buy.

"Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present."

Jeevan hai dosto... Chalte raho......

Hey guys, u might've listened the song laari chooti from ek chalis ki last local...... Its very nice na.... Here is its lines... Just have a look.....

Laari chooti…… Ek chalis ki last local……

Wo kehte hai na, jo hota hai, achhe ke liye hota hai,
Galat kehte hai…..

Kismat ka khel hai sara, phirta tha mai awara,
Ye kya se kyaa hogayaaaa…..
Char dinki zindgani, har pal ek nai kahani,
Kya tha mai kyaa ban gayaaaa….
Kya hua jo lari chooti, jeevan ki gadi looti,
Khwab hai to mujko na jagaaaa…..
Zindagi ek pal me sali, yun palatgai hamari,
Jhoot hai to mujko na bataaaa….

Dialogue: Mumbai, suna tha yaha admi puri zindagi apni kismat, slow track se fast track lane me nikaldeta hai…. Par dhai ganthe me meri kismat, yesi slow track se fast track par aajayegi, ye maine kabhi socha nai tha…. Saza maza banjayegi, ye bhi kabhi socha nahi tha…. Last local kya chooti hai, sala kismat patri par aagayi….

Karlo jo bhi karna hai, hota hai jo hona hai,
Guzrato pal yee, phirna ayegaaaa….
Kya bura hai kya bhala hai, waqt hi shayad khuda hai,
Hojanedo phir, dekha jayegaaa…..
Kya hua jo lari chooti, jeevan ki gadi looti,
Khwab hai to mujko na jagaaaa…..
Zindagi ek pal me sari, yun palatgai hamari,
Jhoot hai to mujko na bataaaa….

Wo kehte hai na, jo hota hai, achhe ke liye hota hai,
Sahi kehte hai……

U know guys, meri gadi bhi kahi kahi rukhi thi....

First time, when i was in 4th standard, at the age of 9 years, 4 months, i lost my dad.... The main front wheel of my life ki gadi..... I was small, my mom was alone. My aunt n uncle helped us, i was with them till 7th, then myself and my mom started living separately.

For sec time, in high school, i lost my close friend, cos of some other stupid friend. He used me for his selfishness.... ( once he wrote some stupid love letter, we were in 8th std then, then he gave tat to her, unfortunately it was written in similar to my handwriting. she thought i wrote tat on behalf of him. My so called frnd, who delivered her the letter told the same thing tat i wrote it. He... He... seems to be funny na.....???? and she believed him ) Even now also, she thinks that i was the cause for wat happened......

For third time, in my 11th and 12th my gadi dint stop but became slow, for a gal. She was goodlooking, cute..... I dont know abt her nature, so leave it.

For fourth time, guys, i cant forget in my life. Some one bcame so close to me, i was sharing everything wit tat person( lets name tat person tamanna, cos i like this name a lot). Tamanna told, she'll be my best friend, closest friend, even she told me tat she'll be my life gadi's front wheel.... She'll be my dad. I was so much attached with her. Pata nahi yaar, kiski buri nazar pad gai hamari dosti pe, apna contact....jo hai...vo choot gaya....rishta jo tha....vo toot gaya..... She was so nice, she left me.... Most of my friends have very bad opinion on her, but still i supported her. She left me.... This time, hmmmm... apni gadi ruk gai.....

But still friends, this is life.... Has to go on..... and on.... and on.....

know me......

I believe in friends and in friendship.....

B4 i do friendship with anyone, first I observe them. If i feel that they r of my type or if they have something tat i like then I choose them as my friends. I've many friends but very few r true.

In my life I met many friends, many persons walked into my life and went, some left their foot prints, some made unforgettable scars.

Hhhhmmm..... Everybody has ups and downs in their life.... So guys i was tellin abt myself. Ya coming back now, i've an hobby of observing people who r around us, what they do, how they do, why they do.... simply.... Then when i'll be alone, i'll think of that person.... Will try to analyze why he/she did like that.... Simply.... It seems to be funny or strange for some people but i really do this.....

Then regarding my likings, come on guys old style.... leave it.... I love music and comedy and horror movies......

wel come to my world.......

Hi guys......
I saw everybody are creating their own blog. So i thought why shouldn't I...?
Hhhhmmmmm...... Actually i want everyone to know me. Atleast those who r interested in me, they can.....


Declaration: Entire things that mentioned below are correct upto my knowledge and as per i experienced and as i felt about them. The name i've used are not the correct names of the persons whom i've described. Matte if i've did any mistakes then please let me know.......


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