ROBMANIA

Well im back after a long delay hardly believed that i will be blogging more , i was done with it. Guess its expiry date has been extended thnx to my intensely boring parttime job .Well i had decided to stop blogging as nothing interesting was happening in life. Well nothing has changed life still sucks, im still finding it hard to cope with the pressures of life after the course. But the solitude that our office provides is an excellent ingradient for creative things and has changed my opininon about stopping the blog on the contrary you may see me as a regular blogger from now on provided the job last for more than a month (a rare probability considering the reputation of the workers including me vipin raghavan jithesh and vijay. Makes me wonder will there ever be a team consisting more lazy people than ours) . As i found a topic im not wasting any more time wondering what to do. Blogging is my time pass for today.

Now for those who are wondering what is this creep going to crap about. let me tell u its about extremely funny robberies that took place in my room . We were always been haunted by roberies, there were pleanty of it starting with chories purse nayeems mobile the list goes on .and the funny thing abt all these roberries is that they took place when there were inmates and that too in plenty of numbers .When sudhy's purse was stolen there wer more than 10 inmates , we all saw the rober chatted with him, actually we were the ones who invited him to the room. let me be more specific the guy came to our room inquiring about a local auto driver telling us that the driver had told him to come to our room, well as it turned out the driver who was our friend knew nothing of the guy and by the time we realised it the thief was long gone with choris purse ofcourse. it wasnt that bad as his purse contained not more than 50 bugs .Nayeems case was even more funny as all of the crew except nayeem saleesh risu and chori (who were sleeping) had decided to leave for a cup of tea at 2:00 in the morning (yes we sleep really late) the idotic thing was that we left the door open and some one took the privilege of entering our room and walking away with a wonderful nokia 6233 mobile. still couldnt forget the morning after that incident that morning we learned that a person could actually express his feeling through body language and facial expressions .we could see in his eyes the hatred for us for doing such a foolish act, we could see adrenaline pumping through his hands which could fall on us any minute ,we could see him walking briskly through the room to control his temper . Actually i hardly looked at him to see if he was staring at me why take risks when a person is in high bp state why bother him so i took refuge in my bed which has been my saviour in such savage situations. The latest robery was of rohiths mobile pretty much the same situation except that it happened betwenn 7-8 in the morning and this time sudhy was the culprit he forgot to leave the room closed before going for tea ,rohith was out to work and the rest of us were ofcouse sleeping (dont that fool sudhy know that our morning is not before 12:00 ).
Those were all about the roberies but now a days i always wonder about the rober. Was it the same person who robed us thrice, if so he must be a keen observer of our activities who else would rob at 7 in the morning and that too a room which is always occupied or it may be three different robers who were randomly benefited by our lazy pranks. what ever, these incidents has inflicted a new disease 'robmania' on all of us ,yes we always fear of getting robbed. And one man has found immense scope for the newly inflicted robmania in his line of work .Yes the master has even made our newly developed robmania a means for annoying us and what is more diturbing is that he has found a wonderful partner in sumesh (loud speaker we call him) the newly crowned member of tp. Both of them scared the hell out of sarath by waking him up early morning and telling him that his laptop was robbed .Sarath initially didnt believe them( who would) but the robmania made him search the whole room and the absence of laptop in the room made him buy their lie .He wandered around the room crazily not knowing what to do and even ventured to clean the room coz it was not advisable to let police enter our room at its condition then.He was about to go to the police station when he got a call from sabith who told him that the laptop was with him (yes sabith did tell the truth, actually he was unaware of the happenings in the room else he would have joined the pair and saraths day would have turned into a nightmare) and sudhy had seen him take it .Yes both of them were kicked to hell by sarath but sumesh suffered the most as sudhy 'the professional' fled from the room when he realised the game was about to end sumesh comparatively amatuer in the field didnt realise the after effects stayed in the room and soon wished he hadnt. He was was the victim of saraths initial outburst (sarath at his high bp state i call it 'violence at its best') he was punched and kicked to death. Sudhy entered the room after a while and did recieve his share ,comparatively a milder dose from sarath afterall experience does counts .

Life After "Course Out"

The eternal loneliness produced by the absence of
classes has made me understand the beauty of it.
It was indeed wonderful even for me who was never
happy with it during its reign.The same is the case
with my roommates.
In the last couple of
months my life has been nothing short of an
intensely boring ultra time consuming nonsense
drama. i have watched abt a hundred movies a hundred
times. my line of thought has bcom so retrogressive
that i have strtd searching nonexistent meanings in
commercial films; confused, watching movies like
"BIG B" about hundred times searching for the
brilliance that caused it to become a super hit
and repeating the movie again and again thinking
that it was my mistake not to recognize it may be
an explanation for my condition but then again
i might be wrong i did actually missed the magic
in the movie.And what is more disturbing is the
knowledge that all the geeks are enjoying their
vacations in their own ways.some have strted
taking crash courses for cat ,some are eagerly
waiting for their call letters.There is yet another
category who are much more happy and satisfied,
the ones who are actually fulfilling their dream.
Yes im talking abt the mosquito lover. he is working
so hard for his brothers that he even took a trip
to singapore for promoting his famous mosquito
loving campaign.The poor guy was so disappointed
at the lack of mosquito population there that he
ended up starting a mosquito culture center named
"six legged angels".He has now become a very
satisfied and successful person with awesome
financial support from mat making companies like
gud nite and mortein.
whats surprising is that i miss them all. And it
really hurts passing through the campus knowing
that it doesnt belong to us anymore.i wish i could
attend more classes in this gr8 campus

Future plans

Finally the classes are over, now we can wake up peacefully
without bothering to attend them. No more boring lectures,
no more disgusting seminars, no more running for attendance
but some how i will miss classes,i will miss the benches and
desks which helped us sleep during the most boring hours of
our lives, i will miss the fun we had while annoying the
geeks,i will miss the beautiful chat sessions in our favorite
last benches, i will miss many things but hell with them, now
i will have the luxury of a bed the whole time.And now that the
classes are over a question comes to my mind what next, but i
forcefully remove the thought as its horrible to break our
most important rule “never think of tomorrow while enjoying
today". But heard that some of the geeks have already started
working for the development of their future plans .Our
beautiful minded mosquito loving geek has started a community
for the welfare of mosquitoes and he has proudly named it "me
and my brothers", he has even started working against the newly
developed electric mosquito bats. He has developed a whole lot
of enemies by working for the national fly of cochin(Some guys
remain idiots even after completing btech but at least they are
happy in their field of work even as a mosquito protector). And
some geeks are specializing in multitasking they have been
practicing it for months, chatting and doing project at the
same time are some of the ways adopted by them to improve their
skill .Yes these guys never change no matter what happens, some
wants to work in two companies at the same time, some wants to
protect their brothers .Yet at this last moment i just want to
wish them all the best for their future life in any field they
choose to work and they say im a sadist but then they are geeks
what more to expect of them.

Chilly lentils and bread curry

Well those who had a bad cooking experience should stay away from it. But some guys breaks this golden rule and keeps repeating the same mistake. Once they are determined to cook nothing could stop them not even the reminder of their previous cooking experiences. It’s as if they are destined to commit the same mistake. Well sorry to say but me and some of my friends can be put in this category. We are so creative that once we start cooking ,our instincts take over,invariably producing terrific dishes which hardly resembles what we had in mind. Together we have produced some classic dishes like chilly beans (cant remember all the ingredients but definitely tasted chilly and beans that's why we named it so. Still cant forget the dish ,how can we? our stomach wont allow it, poor thing still suffering from its after effects) and"extra pepper,extra oiled and extra fried french fries with extra salt" are some of them. Our latest cooking venture was "chilly lentils and bread curry". Me and one of my friends were the creators of this mesmerizing dish.My friend who had already made lentils curry twice was the leader.He was really a genius when it came to cooking. he had answers to all my questions, like when i informed him about the absence of pressure cooker to boil lentils he calmly told me to boil it in any pan and use another pot filled with water to cover it so there remains some pressure and when i asked him about the extra amount of onion he cut he threw me a disgusting look and told me "you got to enjoy the work you do and sometimes when you enjoy it you will get carried away".At the very moment i made him my guru and that was my first cooking lesson. He taught me the importance of plan b and told me not to worry bcoz he always had one . He already knew what to do with extra onion,we will make omelets, he said. He was a good teacher, i wasn't a bad student either i learned things pretty quickly, that was why i never asked him why he was pouring the whole packet of chilly pwdr into the dish when just a couple of spoons were needed cause i knew he was enjoying his work and he had a plan b. He did have a plan b in fact he had plan c,d,e,f.. He threw extra water, extra salt,extra turmeric powder and many other things in order to neutralize the effect of chilly but what ever he did had the negative effect like the addition of water removed the last remaining flavor of lentils from the dish, addition of salt made the dish more bitter and the addition of turmeric powder resulted in generating a unique smell which could make anyone puke.But he never gave up and kept on tring new things with little success and the next thing i remember was plan y "adding bread into the dish". Bread will absorb all the additional flavors and when we remove bread from the dish it will be perfect. An undeniable logic but it so happened that the bread dissolved into the dish. The results were awesome the dish looked brilliant. You just had to look into it and you will scream Amitabh Bachan(hope you guys have seen the movie slum dog millionaire),it really looked like shit. Finally he taught me plan z (the only plan which i now think was sensible) throw the dish into the closet and never to talk about the dish again . That was the second time in my life i hated food i could vomit by the mere mention of food (first time i had the situation was when we made chilly beans). But as i said we never learn from our mistakes we are planning to make another dish. P.S Second blog in 2 days .im really bored and im writing continuous crap if sabith doesnt come back soon i may write a whole lot more crap in this crap blog.

The last days of college

some of my geek friends are compelling
me to attend the last classes of college
not the beautiful minded ones , i guess
the beautiful minded ones are smart enough
to know that some guys don't change but
the rest just dont get it .They cant
understand some practices which had taken
years of practice to be perfected dont
change in a fort night especially when you
are happy with it.Putting in simple words
why sleep on a bench when you have the
luxury of a bed.But how can they understand
they are seen sitting in the class even
when the classes are over .Missing classes
are a horrible thought for them just as much
as attending classes for us.The last days are
particularly hard for us as we are forced to
attend as many as we can to in order to save
year out but the more we try the more we fail.
For me attending classes is the most horrible
thought as while in the class when ever a
teacher is absent i feel like my whole body
is paralyzed and all the geeks are blabbering
around my ears and i can do nothing to stop it
and when ever a teacher is present i realize
how badly i need a bed to get sound sleep
making me crazy to get back to my room.Talking
about teachers their partiality is one reason
behind our absence from the class.Yes they are
partial towards the geeks they give us severe
punishments and spare the geeks for performing
the same crime say for example for chatting during
lecture time a geek may be promoted to the first
bench while one of us performing the same crime
will receive a detention and will be forcefully
brought to the first bench .How can we tolerate
such injustice but who bothers about us,the geeks
whose only interest is studies and keeps denying
it saying that they have other interests ( take
my word they doesnt, one of my geek friend tells
me she loves chatting and when ever i ask her
whether she is doing anything along with it she
replies "just my project")or the teachers who
keeps searching for new ways to torment us. None
will care about us but as groom says "bein lazy
is no box of chocolates.Geeks laugh,treat you
shabby. Now they say geeks are supposed to be so,
but let me tell you-it aint always that way.Even
so, we got no complaints cause we reckon we done
live a pretty interesting life"(i did change a
couple of words from the sentence hope groom
doesnt mind )

Sleep

Being lazy is real fun.After a while nothing
catches your imagination, nothing inspires
you not even a closely fought match like
arsenal- WBA catches your attention (the
mention of the match is only to annoy some
beautiful minded idiots). All the tension
and problems of the world eludes you. There
remains a state of stillness which makes
everything light and normal. You cant make
out whether you are happy or sad, right or
wrong.The only thing that dazzles you is
sleep and it becomes so insatiable that the
more you sleep the more you want to.
Everything about sleep becomes beautiful.
You start taking pleasure in the moments when
you fall into and wake up from sleep so much
that the moment you wake up you want to fall
into it.The only problem is when sleep eludes
you, you become crazy and does so many pranks
that confirms your state to others.But the
fact remains that sleep is the best state in
the world and no matter how hard you try you
cannot stay away from it.

Dedicated to all the sleepers who enjoys
sleeping

Lonely isomniac nights are the most boring nights that I
have ever experienced. (If you do not know what isomniacs
means refer to thattumpuram blog suppu has written a post
on it).You have plenty of time to do anything you wish the
problem is that you have nothing to do plus you cant sleep.
But continuous exposure to such nights has developed in me
a kind of liking for such nights and I have started to
understand the advantages of such nights.

Here are some of the effects that these nights may cause
on you .

1. The first and foremost thing is the realization that
sleep does have a limit and once you cross the limit
its really hard to come by.
2. These nights can do wonders to your musical taste
i.e. your musical versatility will be increased .You
starts admiring the creativity in songs that you
thought were real crap.Even the wild tamil songs you
hated during daytime becomes beautiful. The best part
is that you even seem to follow the notes of these
songs even though you are not sure about their
existence.
3. Your creative skills will be improved. You even fancy
your hand in writing short stories and poems. You
start meeting the creative genius hidden in you and
will be astonished by his ability.
N.B Always make sure that you are the first person to
read your masterpiece after its completion. This will
be a real favor to others as they will be spared from
the horror and it saves you from future
embarrassments.
4. Addiction to fm radio stations is an inevitable
character of isomniacs. You even start liking the add
songs of the stations that comes at regular intervals.
Recognizing some strange fictional patterns in which
the songs are organized in stations may also be the
result of continuous isomniac nights.
5. Invention of new games: -
Killing mosquitoes with folded paper, organizing them
into specific design and taking their portrait is a
wonderful game.
Catching mosquitoes alive gluing them to a4 size
sheets and taking their videos is an even better one.
These games are good for your health as well as it
gives nice exercise to your hands and improves your
reflexes by enormous proportions. I can assure you
catching a mosquito is no piece of cake.
6. Enhancing your observational skills: -
You find time for watching the ants carry the dead
mosquitoes to their burrows. Their coordination and
hard work captures your imagination.
The movement of seconds hand of the clock, its rhythm
and slowness starts to inspire you.
You may even find it interesting to watch your friend
sleep and though you want to wake him you wont do it.
Suddenly you realize you have become a better person.
7. You will start loving work .You will be ready to do
virtually any thing to keep time ticking .You will
wash clothes ,clean dishes or clean the whole kitchen
with utmost sincerity and that too at 2 or 3 in the
morning.
8. And the best part your appreciation for natural
beauty increases.
The beauty of night continues to astonish you.
You never gets tired of watching the beauty of a
moonlit sky colored with stars and a slight cover of
clouds . You stand on your terrace and enjoys the view
assuming the time flyby (only an assumption is
possible the fucking time hardly moves). If you are
lucky you will be gifted with a slow cold wind which
kisses your cheeks with its light moisture content and
beautiful voices of unseen birds giving you company
removing your loneliness.

P.S. Another one of those boring isomniac nights has made
write this crap blog .even sabith is not online