Okay, so silence here for past few days is coz I was busy finding new ways to get bore and lazing around. So, It’s the end of the week and I thought that it would be a good time to share what I haven’t shown yet since I have nothing else to do today…. Actually I had nothing to do for last one week or so and not planning to do anything in the coming week also..but whatever. Its like fishing you…its boring, unless you catch an actual fish, and then it is disgusting. Fishing and fifth year in IIT..just the same. I never intended to write this boring(confusing to some mebbe!) entry up at this weirdly hour but somehow this thought came to me..

People now-a-days believe their life is so boring that nobody would possibly want to read about their irksome chronicles.
But these same people would admit that stumbling upon an old diary or writings of their X’s or great grandparent, for example, would be a treasure beyond contemplation.

Ahh, so basically what puzzles me is whats the difference between ur life and those of ur grandparents??

You’re great-grandma didn’t write about her life because she didn’t think her life was anything special. To hear her tell it, her life was boring. You don’t write for the very same reason. You’re great-grandma now has great grandchildren wishing that she had done and thought differently. Someday you’ll have great-grandchildren that will wish and hope the same of you!!!!

As a matter of fact this is the only good thing about getting bored, breaking the silence of my weblog and throw some crap out of my not-so-working mind as the best way to be boring is to leave nothing out. And anyways any topic can be made interesting, and using our very own law of reversibility any topic can be made boring.

Over the last few weeks the typical conversation that I witnessed between any two fifthies who unfortunately bump into each other would start wid “hey man…wassup..whats goin on in ur life?”. Now herez a thing why wud he ask this to him as if he cares or gives a damn about his actually the thing is that his own life is so miserable and boring so he just want to know how much more boring his life is as compared to his friend. And in reply to this silly question, his poor friend would have to dig deeper and deeper into his history to find something interesting to tell…
Well, so I can conclude now that only good thing about getting bore is you start making sense out of senselessness. Pretty confusing huh! But as someone said that,
That which is static and repetitive is boring.
That which is dynamic and random is confusing.
And, in between lies art…

Anyways, I am expecting some real turnout of events in the coming week so hopefully things wud be good by then..till then happy fishing..:)


Turns out there are plenty of tags floating around that I haven’t done, and soon the debt will start counting as sub-prime [:p] so there’s no harm taking a few up to prevent my reputation (ha!). But first, some news off the top of my head.

Last one month was really eventful for me. As I am passing by from one scroll to another in my ad-hoc journey in IIT, I happen to visit few more cities last month.   First one was a splendid journey to south to my sis’s place at Manipal where I had stayed for 3 days and saw bucketful of exquisiteness in the form of beaches, temples and added attractions. My bro gladly joined me and my sis for visiting Murdeshwara & Kapu Beach. From Mumbai if I see its as south you wanna go before you face nothing but endless water. It is a small and beautiful “unadulterated” India.

Following this trip there was another was in store for me.  My Maiden Goa Trip.  Before actually going for this trip I tried for like 200 million types to visit Goa but it always ended like bitter grapes to me. It was my first time in Goa and I right now am finding it difficult to suppress the enormous grin that is fighting to struggle free from the confines of my lips so tightly pressed together.

The serenely private and sensually elegant Palolem beach, located on the southern coastline of Goa features exquisite ocean-facing accommodation, each with veranda, sunbeds, and indulgent amenities. Internationally acclaimed as the perfect avatar of elegance, our every need was attended to with gracious hospitality, and the distinctive artistry of Goa is discovered at every turn, from sound of the outer ocean on the beach to cute little co-co beach huts surmounted by authentic Goan music. In night you just need to look into the sky and you’ll have one hell of a strawberry swing ride..

To sign off…

Be, what you wanna be, taking things the way, they come,
nothing is as nice as finding paradise and
Sippin’ beer in the summer sun.

Living life the easy way,
got your way to let it run,
nothing is as cool as drifting in the sun light,
Sippin’ beer in the summer sun.