ye DELHI hai mere yar bas isq mohabbat pyar!

Hello!
My first blog while in Delhi , my home town. I bombarded Delhi with my presence just yesterday.  Reached home by 11 PM .  My travel  time was good and all credit goes to the railway caterers in Shatabdi express. 3 hours of journey and I was eating most of the time. Usually it takes 5-6 hours by bus from Patiala to Delhi.
But train is a lot better than I expected. Although I had to travel from Patiala to Ambala for catching Shatabdi and it took 1 hour 30 mins more , still train journey overall is much more comforting and equally expensive.
Other than eating , I was reading and texting. The White Tiger is the new book I am reading right now. I would love to criticise the book but  have just read 80 pages, can't comment on its content so.
Texting. Yes, I belong to the WHATSAPP generation . And Anyone having my contact no. can find me on whatsapp at anytime. I am always online. Whatsapp has taken the texting / messaging to a new level , even phone messaging that once dominated the SMS market cant compete with the growing market of whatsapp  Whatsapp is easy to use and works on internet. What else you want? It is the best means of contacting anyone if you dont wanna waste your money in calling.
Although I am not big fan of this texting or messaging thing! It deteriorates the communication skills of a person. One guy that can text very well , can even make girls fall in love with him while texting , might be a big loser or jerk in communicating face to face! This is true most of the time. Texting especially whatsapp provides nearly 100 different emotions that whatsapp people call them "emios" I guess. i might even be wrong . Perhaps i read it somewhere. Well , since there are so many different emotions , users use them quite frequently . So, two users who might not have faced each other before , share their emotions on whatsapp which they might not be able to show while facing each other at a restra. Same applies to Facebook chats.
But people I am telling you , these virtual emotions have the power to attract people and making couples.Such platforms have given birth to a new form of art . The art of making gf / bf without even facing each other for once. Laugh out loud! I am speaking of experience!

I met my family almost after 50 days! And I couldn't observe a single change in them , rather they were surprised to see my new hairstyle. I had this JB sort of hairstyle and it looks awesome. But my mom shouted at me like I have committed a crime. Cumon! Just a different hairstyle doesn't make a bad boy!
Finally ,She won! She made me have a haircut today morning!
Still I am a genius , My new hairstyle is kind of cool as well. But it would be weird for me when I will face all my mates in Thapar, my college! They would shout at me for having a haircut!
It doesn't matter as far as I am cool with it!
While I was writing this post , my mom asked "What are you doing ,Ayush?"
Initially , I ignored her . I said " Mom, just doing some regular stuff."
Believe me , She kept on asking and I had to explain her about blogging. Being in a developing country has this kind of problem . There is too much technology gap between two generations! World might know India as a major English speaking nation , but still not everyone is used to English in India. It is just the creamy population of metropolitan cities that uses English as their communicating language or some different local communities who cant speak in Hindi use English for communicating with people not belonging  to their community. My mom and dad cant speak fluently in English! We live in the national capital of India, still they just can't . They didn't adopted English like most of the people did after liberalization  English is the international language but still Hindi is my mother tounge . Hindi is derived from Sanskrit, one of the finest languages of the world. And I am proud that my family has managed to conserve it !

An Egotist!

EGO. What do you mean by ego?
Ego is a disease of not confessing the crimes that you have committed, the problems you create in society, the bad habits that effect others.Not confessing these crimes to yourself is ego.  Ego is something that fetters you not to believe in something that you are responsible for. If you had fight with someone over an issue that you are responsible for but just because you have more muscular authority over the other guy , you would never accept your fault. This is ego.
Am I an egoist?
No, i dont think so. I might be an egotist sometimes but not an egoist. Well, one of my friends PJ just called me one. I know he doesnt know me a bit. People believe in what they listen , what they see. They never intent to search for someone's intensions behind the task. They see what I want them to see.  They just observe what I want them to observe. They are Under my control.
P.J. always occupies a seat on 3rd or 4rd bench in the middle column with other guys . But today since there was no seat in the middle and unfortunately I entered the room with P.J. beside me, i forced him to sit on a bench , 4th from the beginning in the left row. Generally , girls used to cover the whole left column.
H.S joined soon. Now, suddenly the guy who has been a backbencher before , now wants to go and join them . Seriously, at least make a good excuse P.J , or be a straight forward person. You could have said directly that you are a racist and do not see girls as equally as you look at boys. But  I wouldn't even had liked that as well, so it doesnt matter. Then , Its ok. I have no problem , we can join backbenchers. So, three of us stood and went to sit on the 9th bench in the middle column. I took my seat silently without murmuring a word , but obviously it was visible on my face that I hated him for changing our seat.
Dude! guess what did he said then , " bahut ego hai iski aisa sa hi hai ye" ". He said this to H.S.
Man! Patience has its limits. I replied " yeah bro yeah. i am an egoist and i will be that "
H.S asked PJ " whats happening bro ? "
PJ answered " aisa hi hai yr ye , apne aap theek ho jaega thodi der me"
WTF! I couldn' t tolerate more. But i didnt do anything. These guys again shifted to right column, a bench forward. I stayed there and wrote what you are reading now! 

Loving and Fucking!

Watching californication season 2 episode 8 right now. I really found it good so far!
The life of a writer , more so an erotic writer or some would say the life of a romance writer. Whatever! The plot is amazing.
A writer who fucked up his life. Whosoever reads his books gets naturally attracted towards him. Quite a power of words has been inflicted by the man in the show. Not many people would agree but definitely the writer of the show wants to convey a point that there is difference between Fucking and loving. It is not necessary that if you had one night stand with someone , the next day you will fall in love with that person. Fucking is for pleasure. Initially in your teen age or in ur 20s when you have your first sex , it is somehow emotionally related to love. There is a saying in English " a girl never forgets her first" . So true , girls are emotional and how could they forget their first? But as soon as you change your partners , have sex with different people , there is a maturity that evolves in you. You now start differentiating between the sex and the love.
Obviously if one has only had sex with his love .. that's amazing. Bingo! Sex and love together.
But in todays world this is rare.
What is love? I guess everyone knows what Fucking is! But not everyone has the pleasure of loving someone by the core of their heart. I once had this feeling for a girl. It is necessary these days to write " for a girl"  if you know what I mean. It can be confusing if I not write " for a girl" . Well, I loved her more than anything else. Once , she was my life. But not anymore. She disowned me as soon as she knew I loved her all this time when we were acting like good friends. Isn't it an irony that a girl is comfortable with a guy as far as she knows that they are friends but as soon as the guy tells her that he loves her, she discards him. Then why the fuck was she acting for being his best friend ? And since then I have not fallen in love with any other girl .I am one of those guys who believe that love doesn't happen again & again and that too in a short span of time. But still waiting for the right girl.
Love is something very pure. It makes you feel like you have never felt in your life. It is indescribable. When you love someone , you just don't look out for the consequences.
I am not a philosopher or something but in my opinion unrequited love is the best form of love. You doesn't expect anything in return of your love and caring. And when you don't expect anything , it doesn't even hurt if the person you love doesn't love you back. But the truth is it doesn't last long. Because it is the body that attracts you , and if you doesn't see her everyday or doesn't spend time with her everyday , there is least possibility of it lasting long.
So , in my last few lines I just contradicted myself. It is the body that attracts a person towards another. Yes, this is the law of nature. Opposite sexes attract each other. Despite this century doesn't seem to follow it somehow!
Finally, I would rate 3.5/5 for the first two seasons of californication.

Analytical instrumentation

Hey there! This post is directly from the lecture hall. Analytical instrumentation is the subject. It's boring man! Despite being in third year engineering , I have not yet developed any interest in my trait . And it is quite difficult of so happening in future. Engineering is boring. If I had known before of what do they teach in engineering , I would had never opted for it.
But definitely the experience one earns during the four years of engineering is irreplaceable especially for the students who spend their four years in shared hostels. I am one of them.
Last 2.75 years I spent in hostel were amazing and cannot be described in words . But still I would try my best to do so in this post and my future blogs.
I still remember the day I first entered the hostel. That day for the first time in life I saw my dad weeping . Yes, I saw tears in his eyes when my parents were going back to delhi leaving me behind.

Even I had some trouble sleeping for days but I managed good sleep in a matter of few days. I took it as my destiny and something to prove myself again. I made friends and even today I believe this is the best thing ever happened to me.
Oopsie!! Lecture is over. I will continue later.

How essential is humor ?

The world is no more at war! Countries resolve their differences by diplomatic meetings , not by bombing each other. The world is changing and everyone is looking for progress! So does a common man. People no more fight over small arguments . Their tolerance level is increasing and here humor plays a vital role.
Being a humorous person, one can achieve two different objectives at a time. First , you shine as a person because you are making others laugh and none questions you for being a douchebag. Other, you clearly make your point making the person opposite to you in a defensive mode.Other guy would have no other option but to listen and answer keeping the audience in mind.
Humor is important because of audience. And in today's world audience rule the kingdoms.
Its people who judge you as a person and humor is important to rule over them.
All of you must have seen the heated arguments between people , people fighting over small issues, even killing each other . They are bust stupid. None loves them for being such. And everyone keeps a distance from such fuckers! One needs to be more tolerable and smart. Smart use of words called humor can save your ass anytime. But Humor isnt like a moustache that can be grown over a week . It takes time. And It takes involvement in society .
I live in a sharing room and believe me people here are so intolerable. They fight over stupid things. No compromises , direct use of muscles. But Humor can be even better weapon. It can make you win fights without being arrested! 

A new beginning!

My first blog! and I am happy about it. Better late then never.
I wanted to write a blog for quite a long time. And I suppose this is it. I am right here , sitting in front of my studio 15 and using blogger.com. Its not that difficult I made it in my dreams. Yes, I want to be a writer. That is my dream .And i beilive in living dreams to the fullest. Dreams are the purest form of thoughts one can ever have. A dream helps you find answers , you have been looking for ages. A dream is the most creative art an human mind can offer. It is the sensation that makes you realize your mistakes or the good deeds you have ever done. It helps you look into the archive of the vast and diversified brain that a person possesses.
I have observed that most of the time we forget our dreams and even if we do remember it is in the form of shades and nothing is quite clear. But still the major strike that the dream had on your mind stays as a memory.
Fantasies. Everyone have their fantasies , someone wants to fuck a movie star , someone makes itself as a king or queen of an empire, someone would just want a house to live in as a fantasy . One could have " meeting sachin tendulkar " or "marrying Mahendra Singh Dhoni " as a fantasy . Fantasies come out of desires . Sex, power, money are three main corruptions that derive ones fantasies. Actually fantasies are always materialistic.
Fantasies may lead to dreams but not vice versa. The two terms give two fucking different meanings . Fantasies are mostly unrealistic and are always for the fulfillment of human desires. Whereas dreams can be totally rational and related to your daily dealings and business.