Friday, July 21, 2006

WTF?????????????????????

The DOT of India has come up with ideas so brilliant to tackle the menace of terorism that it makes me wonder.... WTF???

India's progress is assured with such brilliant egg heads sitting at the corridors of power.

How else can one explain the decision to first ban blogs such as blogspot and then later arbitarily block all latest posts after the mumbai blasts. And my latest post (the previous one) has suffered the same fate too... %&***&&^

I can acess my previous post through http://kproxy.com... and thank god for that!, but it doesnt show up if i try to goto my blog directly!

Now will someone explain what the hell is happening???
I might as well go and live in china, the way things seem to be heading in the world's largest democracy... worrrrrrrrrssssssssst!!

Hoping this rant atleast sees the light of the day

Sunday, July 16, 2006

Its time!

The time is 11.50 AM, Sunday the 16th of July, 2006.

Today, I am leaving IITM.

Today is the final time , I will ever post a blog from my room.

Today, is the final time, I will walk along the long corridor to get water from the mess, the way we (the whole wing ) used to do.

Today, is the final time for many a thing.

Its ironical, that when i finally bid adieu, I do so tearfully, with no one to share my sorrow, while I sent my friends off so cheerfully. The four walls of my room stand silent testimony to my anguish, the extreme sense of loss that i feel now.

I miss all those great moments we spent with each other, without a care in the world. I miss the leg pulling, with me being the butt of jokes most of the time.

I miss those fart sessions at pointy's room.

I miss everything and everyone.

I hope junta keep their promises and keep meeting up regularly, where ever they are!

good bye friends... good bye IITM

thanks for all the lovely times.

Love you all,

A tearful Khatta

Saturday, July 01, 2006

A vida é cruel!!

Life doesnt seem worth living anymore. Nothing feels right. I sit in front of my comp at midnight, unable to sleep, with all my hopes, my dreams dashed.

My friend reminds me that I am supposed to be at work tomorrow at 8, but how could he even think of putting something as trivial as work over this .... this tragedy? its downright obnoxious.

Why does it always happen to me god?? Why cant I ever have my wish? Why does it have to be me against whom you are always conniving?


For the last 2 months, I have been fervently wishing for just one thing. But it wasnt meant to be. All because of a certain Jens Lehmann.

With time, I hope, I will get over this psychological scar, this body blow which has left feeling me so despondent and utterly hopeless.



Shit! I know I wont...




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