Retreat

Well, me and my friend (H.M) just planned for a two day trek, since all others ditched us, we were quite adamant that we can go, but as I was having dinner with my dad, I asked his permission. He coldly said, “No, and don’t ask,why?”

I said ”ok”.

As it was quite clear that my parents feeling very low(they always did, just i realizing it now) about me, and go for 2 day trek in this monsoon , according to them is not a wise idea. Also,who knows! this may be turn out my last vacation. For a surprise, I didn't argue or said something in return. ( strange me, or VP effect)

PS: I did the worst part to convey this message to H M. and assure I owe him a trek.

स्वताला भेटताना

Well, i am back! After the exams i was not sure whether i will blog again or what, but when i back to home and read one of V P classic MAHOTSAV (celebration) i was really took aback. It was real hard for me to digest such kind of thoughts and slowly realizing the beauty within it. I consider myself really fortunate that i am able to read such kind of literature, but the thing is that it is not enough just read and be feel good and then forget very next day. Its real pleasure when you apply these things in real life.

Really," You never meet the same person again" so all those negative thoughts gone to some galaxy which i havnt explored yet. Now i am feeling really great. Life is a gift. It presents you brand new day everyday. Its totally depend on us how we going to do with that brand new day. I am fortunate enough i have only 3 options.
1. celebrate
2. celebrate
3. (no need to write this one)

PS 1>.So thats me, meeting myself again and its a cool fun. Now reading Suresh Bhat(his poems) and feeling top of the world.

PS2> now having net at home dont feel excited anymore( thats different for me) not feeling good anymore wasting time doing silly browsing.

Exam, Study table, Bed bugs…..

Last week was exam week. My first internal exams of this semester were on. This time it was really hard 4 me to get into dat exam mode(more serious luk on d face, thinkin all d time about how much to score, how to prepare particular subject, no movies, restrictions on long night discussion wid hostellites..)

As first paper was Regression n I hadn’t prepared well at all dis time…so it sucks by mile…Wid this Zataka finally I realize dat Nachiket beta, now u have to study…otherwise…otherwise other things will happen(ha ha).. jokes apart I became a little serious about remaining papers…

Wid d one horrible day at library I decided I will do whatever I want to study in my room..as it remains empty all d time…so I cleaned my study table(finally!!!).n started studying..As I was sittin there for hours I realize dat something was moving around my hand. I watched carefully but It was so small…den my hand started itching, then neck,followed by legs…n disaster struck; d bed bugs attacked my table…

Room mates came by midnight.first they were shocked dat I cleaned my table, later they showed some sympathy to me on dat bed bug issue…they gave me one suggestion dat I should catch those n drop them into mug half filled wid water…I followed dat…n their population started reducing…

Hostel authorities do this Pest control drama every month, but only god knows wat liquid they spray…or may b bed bugs in the university increased their immunity to such liquid..self defense mechanism…(i can visualize them)

some benefits…
They never allowd me to sneak through some power nap on table…
I get a feeling dat they r alertin me all d time; study study study…

preventive measurement…

1.wear full sleeve T..wear socks n hand gloves while studyin(hmmm good 1, will hav a second thought)

2.Anyways u bought dat Khatneel (killer spray) ..spray in on table..(will think on dis also)

3.change ur study location..(where???)

4.Neglect them..(how how how?)

5.wash ur room( this was cohesively rejected by us.)

 

PS: More suggestions r welcome!

Subject…

Yesterday I was having a lunch very late…(due to assignment submission). when I was havin d one at OC wid my friends. Then some girls came to us…
Girls:- hi…
Us:- hi.
G:- V r from Psychology dept..
U :- (?)
G:- v r doin some experiments..so v want some subjects..So r u interested?
U:- Hmmm…yes why not!..( They were good lookin so no point in…)


So v headed straight 2 Psycho (sry Psychology) dept… Amongst they themselves distributes d subjects…My introgetter was some Irani girl (that is wat I figured out from her pronunciation).

They didn’t reveal wat was d test, n wat was d project…but they promised dat it will gonna take only 10-15 mins. dats why v were ready 2 entertain them(ow v were lot busy:-)..
So d test(?) starts…

Introgetter:- what is ur name?
Me:-Nachiket.
I:- Na..cha..chi..ka..ta..
M:- yes ur right!
I:- (at first some introductory ques)..then where do u live?
M:- hostel!!!
I:- Do u distribute works amongst ur room-mates?
M:- what? (?)…v hardly do any work in d room…v r at our clumsy best!!! it saves time…(4 wat?)
I:- ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
M:- ?
I:- Do u mix wid people easily?
M:- yes( except professors)

There were some light questions..n my easy answers...at d end of session I had 2 submit one questionnaire…There were 54 questions…but it seems dat I m attemptin d same questions again n again…finally I complete dat mountainous task…n headed back 2 my dept.


PS: All of us enjoyed lot…will surely want 2 become subject again!!!

Nachiket?

Well last few days I m facing very strange kind of reaction from my some of hostel friends(some of them I don’t know at all) …

   The conversation goes like this….

 Unknown person:- r u Nachiket?

Me:- yes

UP:- Do u know who was Nachiket?

Me:- Yes( Still confused wat he tryin 2 indicate)

UP:- So…..

Me:- ???

UP:- Tell me d whole story…

Me:- Yes mylord…

 

           Now  at first I was very eager 2 tell all those things…. But now every 2-3 days someone comes…n above conversation repeats…

 

Now im gonna do some search n give some insight about d name NACHIKET..

Nachiketa (Sanskrit:नचिकेता, IAST: Naciketā) was a son of an ancient Indian sage of the name Vājashravasa. He was taught Self-knowledge, the truth about the human soul, by Lord Yama. "In this context (Vājashravasa) refers to what may be called exoteric religion, the tradition about the sustaining power of the Universe which has been heard and handed down through generations. It is as a symbol of such exoteric religion that the man Vājashravasa speaks and acts." Nachiketa, who was offered to Yama to find a place in Heaven by his father, "is derived from 'na chiketas,' that which is unpercieved and refers to the quickening Spirit that lies within all things like fire, latent in wood, the spirit that giveth as opposed to Vājashravsa, the letter which killeth." Nachiketa with his wits learnt the wisdom taught by Yama (the god of Death), found the path of realising Brahman / Moksha i.e. emancipation of the soul from rebirth.

The story of the conversation between Nachiketa and his teacher Yama is the teaching of the Kathopanishad. Vājashrava, desiring a gift from the gods, made offerings of all he owned. But the kind of cows that he had were old, yielding no milk and worthless; not such as might buy the worshiper a place in Heaven. Vājashravasa's son, Nachiketa would have his father make a worthier offering. To his sire he spoke: "To which god wilt thou offer me?" "To Death do I give thee".

Nachiketa thought: "I shall be neither the first nor last that fares to Yama. Yet what will he do with me? It shall be with me as with others." So Nachiketa went his way to Death's wide home, and waited there three days; for Death was on a journey. When Death returned, his servants said: " A Brahman guest burns like a fire; Nachiketa waits three days unwelcomed; do thou soothe him with an offering of water, for all is lost to him in whose abode a Brahman waits unfed."

Then Death spoke to Nachiketa: "Since thou, an honored guest, hast waited in my house three days unfed, ask of me three boons in return, I shall grant them". Then first he prayed: " Grant to my father peace and to know and welcome me when I return." Yama answered: "Be it so." Nachiketa asked again: " In the Heaven-world there is no fear; there is neither hunger, nor old age, nor fear of death. Reveal to me the sacred fire that leads to Heaven and immortality." Then Yama described the sacred fire- what stones for its altar, and how disposed; and Nachiketa said it over, learning the lesson taught by Yama. Yama spoke again: " I grant thee, furthermore, that this sacred fire be known for ever by thy name; thine is the fire that leads to Heaven, thy second boon."

Nachiketa asked again: " The great mystery of what cometh after death; he is, some say; others say, he is no more. This great doubt I ask thee to resolve." Yama replied: " Even the gods of old knew not this; this is a matter hard to be learnt; ask me any other boon only ask not of death." But Nachiketa insisted to resolve mystery after death and no other boon. Yama explained that the goal of sacred wisdom, of goodly works and faith, is Om! This word is Brahman, the supreme. He who doth comprehend this word, whatever he desires is his.

Thus having learnt the wisdom taught by Yama, and finding Brahman, Nachiketa was freed from death. The details of the story is narrated in Garuda Purana.

I love this game: Bridge

Yes, I can’t stop myself writing this post at 1am…As I already said our department’s annual days are celebrating this week, n I am much into it.(in fact a lot:). One prime reason is that Cricket is there n also Chess..my two favorite games…

But this time I was thinking participating in Carom also! I had a dinner n just thinking of playing carom, I was practicing wid my seniors. Tempo was raising high…and and and the phone rang!!! Senior girls were asking for carom pieces, and my seniors were most obliged to give them all. I guess they are afraid of them.(just guessJ maybe they respect them..hmm I don’t know why am I writing this.)..

Ok...back to subject (digression no 1). So we decided let’s play Bridge..As writing blog was the dream which I hold for the long time, the same I can say about Bridge. But I learned bridge last semester quite quickly(my seniors says that)no intention to indicate that how quick learner am I (ha ha ha) I know d joke was pathetic..(digression no 2). So we started playing d game..Earlier everybody was cautious in their own approach.

Interest was increasing by each passing game..But d last two games were outstanding!!! No prize for guessing that we had the last laugh:). Me n my partner laugh our a*s out by seeing d helpless n full of disbelief faces of our opponent.(again digression )..k let me explain..(i can’t help if u don’t know bridge!)

In d second last game I was bidding no trump..My partner had his hands up..and opposite side were sure that they can pull this game..Meantime I changed my call to 3 hearts.. Tension was increasing…n call was stop at opposite side calling 3 no trump..i was the one who will do opening..n it turned out that I made consecutive 10 hands. We won d game..Opponents were shell-shocked..Well they didn’t know that more was coming for them…now spectators were coming…

Last game was perfect example of how to complement your partner. Again call was stopped at other end..now I don’t remember how exactly d game went..but v were playing in a very good sync..again our opponent could afford the luxury of displaying d same emotions..Me n my partner celebrate the victory in grand style..(Again laughed our…..) Now I don’t have any energy left to laugh at even my room-mates jokes( at least this time they were good)…