Waah Kya Baat Hai!

Sahil: hor das!
kiddan!?


Harshal: ba
bs
bas
:D
ye hi life hai
kabhi missing
kabhi missed
in the end, its one!

wah
kya baat hai


Sahil: kya baat hai!!!


Harshal: kuch bhi bolta hoon main
:D
:D

R-P-S

Rock beats Scissors.
Scissors beats Paper.
Paper beats Rock.
Routine beats Boredom.


This makes no sense.

I've no clue.

Anyways, have a great day :)

Some More

First Shot

I was walking through just another college corridor when I eyed a particular piece of paper pasted on the wall. The information on the paper was interesting and I thought to myself - "Hey! Why don't I give this a shot?!"

And I did. I did give it a shot.

As I rushed towards the door of the classroom, I almost dropped my pen, twice and lost balance, once.

I got to the classroom and as I peeped inside after having arrived at the entrance, I was overwhelmed to see so many others, almost just like me, some nervous, some clueless, some busy in establishing acquaintance with the nearest female(or male). I walked up to an empty spot and found myself a place to sit. I looked around the classroom anxiously, waiting eagerly for it to begin and also for it to get over.

Then walked in a couple of people, and I bet I had seen them before, not anywhere particular, but definitely somewhere around in college; and these people were usually seen a lot, almost everywhere, but that's again besides the point. They handed out printed sheets of paper to everyone and the directions to begin were given. I had decided to give it a shot and that's exactly what I did. I looked at the paper once, twice and thought to myself, "Sahi hai! This is going to be easy - Lets do it!"

After having scribbled the last sentence into the sheets and after verifying my name, branch and Roll number on the first page I turned the paper in.

I waited for about three days to look at a list that didn't have my name on it. I had checked twice :)


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I gave my first SAASC test in first year, didn't make it and gave it again the next year. I feel blessed to have been here.

Yesterday, I made, what possibly will be my last poster for SAASC and while I was doing so all the posters I've yet made flashed before my eyes (Really?)

Anyways, Thank You SAASC :)
Its been fun being around.

Bang Bang

Contract Killers have a very interesting profession. They get to be the meanest, most critical, most deceitful and yet the most fatal. Imagine crouching behind a bush, or behind the curtains of a 20th floor window and then taking your aim, following it around with the cross-hair in the scope, unlocking the rifle with your thumb while easing your index finger over the trigger and nudging it just slightly to test the play of the springs and then taking in a deep breath, eyes still un-strained and as focused as ever on the task (usually a person. So much for an HR Manager). Or imagine running straight up to the man you're supposed to be killing. Right upto their face, looking them in the eye, watching their eyes ooze with an unphrasable fear of something extremely unexpected and their lips tremble with a solemn, pleading for mercy. Then comes the execution part. A moment of highly intensified self-belief, a moment of telling oneself that this is not wrong and that its just a 'job,' that this is for the good of the son who has been so eager to go to grad-school, or the wife who of late has been frustrated due to the crunch in the home-budget.

Picture popping a Mauser into the mouth of another human being, down till the end of the barrel hits hard against the Adam's Apple and the barrel itself scratches against the roof of the mouth. All the while holding their head tilted backwards by the hair on their head and watching their eyes almost pop out with fear and their cheeks drip wet with tears.

It doesn't take a lot of thinking for a man, whose own life has earlier dangled between life and death, to take another man's life.

Its more about having a brutally rational (or irrational) mind than about having a stable arm or a 6/6 vision. Head-strong, convicted and affirmative. I guess I can admire contract killers for that.

Budgeting

Capital Budgeting is an interesting thing. Its a way of determining whether doing a particular thing is going to be beneficial in the long run, or not.

There are times when I feel that I should have been more careful in allocating my usefulness, productivity across various things.

Mutual Funds with assured returns are usually more likeable. So are conformists.