Fellow gang member

This blog completely is dedicated to my wing man who is annoying majority of the times trying to act smart and superior to any ones knowledge i am sure if galileo or einstein would have been alive he would have contradicted there theory too with his well made up sounds perfect and unrealistic theory in which he got Phd.This is not just the pain of one single person which is coming out today due of his unending pseudo intellectualism but i am talking for all those who have to face him on a daily basis.Yes sadly i am talking about my brother Dr Arman Hasan who ages around 11 years and have an IQ more then mine or in this case more then anyone who is reading this blog.My father got his Phd at the age of 28 he got it when he started talking.He has a great talent of making others look like a fool when an argument is happening.This is a serious warning to all those who have yet not met Arman,even if you are arguing on a topic with a masters on it he will squeeze you like you never exists on top of knowing the fact that he doesn't know shit about it.He always makes me look guilty even if i am far away from the crime scene.I will share an incident with you guys.One day my mom called me and she started shouting at me for no reason ,when i picked up the call i was half a sleep too so don't remember what she said later i came to know that something arman did in school whose blame he diverted on me so not knowing the fact that whatever happened with him in the school and staying approx 2400 km away yet i had to face the fury of my parents. THIS IS ARMAN.Though few things of him i really like is that he reads more then i do and he has a very artistic approach to everything.And i also know that how much he loves me ,he waits for me whenever i am coming back he is the first too hug me.I also love him alot actually can't live without his arguments.I know he will make a great name for himself in future and i will try my level best to make him do so.........

Don't have a topic for this

This is dedicated to all the innocent who die in the terrorist attacks and how there families who are keeping aspirations with them have to put a full stop to what they call it a dream now.It is extremely sad to see them die specially the young ones.I hope my message will reach to you guys..............

Why be bothered with murders and mysteries

when you don't care how is it going to hurt your history

Why be bothered with the world burning down

when you are not the one to be frowned

let them face what they deserve

after all they are ones who made it worse

But then comes in my blue sky

just looking at the innocent die

how would their family feel

when they would see their loved one sealed

Stop it at once before nothing is left

or else you will be the one to face all the belt

not in this world then the world to come

with wounded people and there plee numb

I know you are deaf and dumb

But don't you have kids and sons

Who have dreams like the other ones

Stop it stop it stop it.........

Evanish

Was not planning to write a blog though suddenly a strange felling let me into doing so.The feeling was abnormal and unparalleled,i felt like it does not have any motive.It was neither addressed by the devil nor the priest.Though i have to say it was unique and feeling was of being alone abandoned deserted unaided and forlorn.I felt like having no one around is far better then having them.They remind you of your mistakes your errors which you made and in return of your mistakes you got was just unhappiness and grave.It felt like clamping yourself beneath the depth of silence abandoning yourself from this oppressive neighborhood.I know it is not possible to avoid nature and its creation and knowing that has made me even more ingrave.The battle with my feeling is commensurate and i hope that the convinced and decisive prevail.........

Hampi Gala

This was one thing which i was looking forward for a long period of time "A trip" with my friends with no unwanted interventions.Before i left for Hampi i was clear in my mind that i will try to forget about whatever i go through in a regular day of mine i will enjoy those 2 days like i was born again with no tension of money, studies and those sort of things.It all started with that one auspicious day when my friend Manju came up with an idea of going to Hampi considering the fact that he is my roommate as well as classmate and he never comes up with ideas i decided to back him up.At the start there were a lot of things that were cropping my mind one of things was the place.Now being a person curious to know about the past i always supported the idea of visiting such a place.Now it would have been very stupid of me if i would have gone there without studying about the place i went through net and surfed as much as possible and my preview wasn't much happening though when i told my friends about it they backed my decision with all support and happiness.It was then very clear that it would turn into one trip.Now every car requires four wheels to move in this car the four wheels were me, laamboo, macha and pj now this is up to you guys to figure out whom i am referring too.Now i realized after this trip there are three phases in such a trip those three phases would be one while journey in train or bus other while doing real site seeing gaining some knowledge and last while having the most stupidest fun anyone could imagine.The first phase was very interesting and scary too when our friend Pj suddenly disappeared in the middle of the night in the train god knows at what time and after searching whole night we found him at 6 30 in the morning at bellary station where he was coming with a cup tea in his hand i am sure the tea won't have tasted good after listening too our criticism.The second phase was very inculcating and enlightening that i am not interested in enlightening you guys with.I was waiting for this the third phase we had some real crazy boy fun which usually it is expected from any other bunch of boys but the most fascinating one among them was the ghost of savitri which was looking for its long lasting love pavan which even came to knock our doors in the night searching for pavan and pavan was such a betrayer that he was hiding in the toilet.In all this my favorite part was the luscious looking Tungabhadra river with its full force taking curve at hampi and those historic mantapa's sinking beneath it.with birds flying above it like they are following the path enriched by god.It was one trip that even if i want to forget i can't.I wish you guys have as much of fun as i had or even more atleast once in life......

Mean and cool

The story starts long time ago when i was 7 or 8 years old my eyes had started capturing the glimpse of what ever i use to see I have no clue which part of my brain it used to get stored may be i should ask my database teacher if she has any idea though on relishing it i clearly could remember my trip to Lucknow when my father told me that we had to attend a ceremony at one of my aunts house.I also remember the morning train which we took to attend the ceremony on time ,on the way my mom was trying to teach me the names of my cousins whom i had to meet and in ceremony of whom we were going.And then that name emerged which became one of the most eloquent name in my life.I saw him for the first time playing the game of monopoly with my remaining cousin's.I knew that he was contradistinctive from the other bunch of nerds.He had his own style of subsistence which made me inspired.Henceforth that day i always tried to be one of the annoying unwanted tails of his ,eager to learn about what makes him so cool in his own way.Just to aquire the perpectual coolness of his i used to ask my mom to keep lucknow as a elongated pitstop in our journey in summers.And as the time passed by one day it came to my knowledge that he got through NIFT,Delhi And he was going to stay in delhi for next 4 years.My joy was unending.I learn't from him what i couldn't have learn't from my preceptor's.He had become a very busy man in his world i didn't have courage to make him disturb from his gregarious life.But it may have been god's will that he wanted his guidance enlighted upon me he got a Job in bangalore the same month when i shifted.My respect for him reached at the atmost height anyone couldn't imagine.I continued to be an unwanted tail of his but this time on a really expensive note where he had to pay for his own class.But he never said anything it was then that he got the title of mean attached to him as that was the time i learned that no one can be nice to this cruel world.My dept on him is so huge that may be i won't be able to pay in my entire life.One think that i can promise him is my unending loyalty and my faith on him........