A colourful journey...called Life

Consider....the 1st sem exam.... exam is at 10am.. at 9:00.... I am running around...tryin to clear this doubt..n revising this concept...etc etc... after the paper..everyone's discussing...answers...with emphasis...on which points had to be included in answers n all...such minute details.... this process continues....for all d remaining semesters...the seriousness degrading each time... but the 7th sem exams.....r just magical.... everythings just changed.. not that I planned it...but its just unbelievable.......I mean...Zarin...is by far the most studious girl....ok....:) I have a paper tomorrow....of which i've done nothin....(I mean dont remember a word of the 2 units I've read earlier....)but im the least perturbed... am just finding ways of killing time.... just looking at the clock...and hoping the hands start ticking faster...so that its dinner time....n I can go to sleep peacefully with no one after my life waking me up to study.... On the day of the exam...paper i...

Its not a rare occasion....me getting bored...:) Almost every 2-3 minutes I am bored.... When im bored.... 1. I irritate other people by asking lots of unnecessary, redundant questions...(most of the questions make no sense at all...) 2. Talk nonsense to anyone who falls prey at that very moment... 3. Get into a philosophical mood... 4. Go to sleep....(this is when im both depressed and bored) 5. Call up old friends and usually plan to meet or movie etc etc... 6. Watch TV....(nethin except daily soaps...they're more than boring..) 7. Get into the kitchen and experiment...(one of such an experiment is - i once added garlic to tea....yukkkk.....) Additions to this list are welcome...

Some beauties... Finding good players is easy.....but getting them to play as a team is another story.... A compromise is the art of dividing a cake in such a way that everyone believes he has the biggest piece...! The male is a domestic animal which, if treated with firmness and kindness, can be trained to do most things. Character is determined more by the lack of certain experiences than by those one has had. A moment's insight is sometimes worth a life's experience. -- Oliver Wendell Holmes Know yourself. Don't accept your dog's admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful. --Ann Landers and the best one..... I shut my eyes in order to see. --Paul Gauguin

This is a nice piece that i bumped into while surfing....here it goes There is nothing more beautiful than sarcasm. That is definitely an overstatement but it should balance the moronic comment which says that sarcasm is the lowest form of humor. Now, whoever made that statement was desperately in need of a rectal broomstick extraction procedure. Sarcasm usually requires a quick wit, and the ability to extract the minutest points of weakness in a conversation. So it is quite unlikely that it is the lowest form of humor as some would like to call it. Perhaps not being able to enjoy sarcasm is directly related to not having the ability to come up with sarcastic comments, which in turn creates a feeling of inadequacy, which in turn can spawn a Napoleon complex, that can cause someone to logicise that sarcasm is the humor of the stupid. » Sometimes I need what only you can provide: your absence. - Ashleigh Brilliant » It's always darkest before it turns absolutely pi...

I was always proud of living with principles...even though the world today is materialistic.... But does it really pay...?? wat does any one really get by following his/her principles.... loneliness.....bitching.....groupism...isolation.... is it really tat bad?are principles a sign of orthodoxy....?are principles not worth fighting for...?Is the world no more a place for humans...?

Hey there lonely girl, lonely girl Let me make your broken heart like new Oh, my lonely girl, lonely girl Don't you know this lonely boy loves you Ever since he broke your heart you seem so lost Each time you pass my way How I long to take your hand And say don't cry, I'll kiss your tears away Hey there lonely girl, lonely girl Let me make your broken heart like new Oh my lonely girl, lonely girl don't you know this lonely boy loves you You think that only his two lips can kiss your lips And make your heart stand still But once you're in my arms you'll see No one can kiss your lips the way I will Hey there lonely girl, lonely girl Let me make your broken heart like new Oh, my lonely girl, lonely girl Don't you know this lonely girl loves you Oh my lonely girl, lonely girl Don't you know this lonely boy loves you