How my friends escaped from a mental institution

Devender Negi and Ashutosh Shukla are my friends but due to some inexplicable circumstances ended up in a mental institution which has an annual contest that picks two of the best patients and gives them two questions.
If they answer correctly, they are released.
Devender is called into the doctor's office first. The doctor says, "Devender, what would happen if I poked out one of your eyes?" Devender says, "I'd be half blind."
"That's correct. What would happen if I poked out both your eyes?""I'd be completely blind." The doctor tells him that he is free to go.
On Devender's way out he tells Ashutosh the questions and answers.
The doctor asks Ashutosh, "What would happen if I cut off one of your ears?" Ashutosh says, "I'd be half blind."
The doctor, slightly puzzled, continues, "What would happen if I cut off both your ears?""I'd be completely blind."
"Ashutosh, how can you explain that you'd be blind?" asks the doctor.
"Well," replies Ashutosh, "my hat would fall over my eyes."

Embarrassment and Enlightenment

You learn life the hard way. We live in a society and it becomes important to understand the people around us and behave accordingly. Here goes my story......

I was traveling by bus one fine day comfortably seated, thinking of the words my friend said to me the other day. The other day I refused a beggar to give any money and I was bit harsh on him. My good friend who was with me gave him some money and called me cold-hearted insensitive jerk. I argued with him for a long time that begging should not be encouraged. But his words did hit me hard and I was still thinking if I was really cold-hearted.

Then an old man(must be above 70) got into the bus and stood beside me as there were no seats vacant. Here was a chance to satisfy my heart that I was actually a good guy and could do good things. I got up from my seat and offered him my seat politely. He looked(actually a horrible stare) at me toe to head and ignored my offer. I persisted and told him he can have my seat.

Next moment I was hit by a tempest. He burst out at me, "Are you having fun with me or playing tricks? I may be a old man but I don't need your sympathy. Bloody young brats don't know how to respect their elders! What the hell do you think of yourself? Do you think I am helpless?". As long as I looked into his eyes I did not feel angry but as I glanced around, other people mostly young guys who were seated around were smirking and passing comments like "jerk trying to be a hero". That got to my nerves and I shouted back at the old man "What's wrong if I offered you a seat? I felt sorry for your knees old man. You needn't shout at me like that".

But the old man was devil personified, he again shot his volley of words and I too returned the favour. That created enough commotion and the conductor asked me to get off the bus. I refused as I felt I had done nothing wrong. Next moment I was shoved off the bus.

All the people in the bus were having fun at my cost and now the people at the bus stop were staring at me as if I was some criminal. I was angry, ashamed and embarrassed at what happened. I couldn't wait for another bus at that stop.

So I decided to walk to the next bus stop to save myself from any more embarrassment. I was mad at that old man for my situation and badly wanted to thrash his head. My head was filled with all negative thoughts and I had an urge to thrash or break something. Then something hit me hard in the back. That was it, I was looking to thrash someone and God has given me a chance. I turned around to kick whoever it was. Then I saw a young kid who had fallen of his cycle, I controlled my foot but wanted to scold him badly but then I realized how he fell. His trousers got stuck in the chain and were torn and his limbs were bruised. It wasn't wholly his mistake and such mishaps do happen. I had been in that situation before but I learnt not to panic whenever my trousers got stuck in the chain. I lifted him up and and gave him a tip on controlling the cycle. He said sorry for the crash and thanked me and rode away. I felt nice and my heart unburdened .
Then I realized the old man too must have been in some bad mood and that explained his rude behaviour. I felt sorry and regretted for hitting back at the old man.

That day I learnt my lesson on anger control. I still need to learn some anger management skills but I am sure this game of life will teach everything as I take my step forward.

A Freaks' Story

Hi everyone, I am back .....yeah still alive after some encounters with freaks.

Now that I will be entering corporate world, I decided to learn socialising with people and went about to try to make friends. I came across a girl, great looking girl actually and tried to befriend her. So I started a conversation with her and we talked about many things about personal likes and dislikes and then we came across the topic what we would relish most. I told her that I had crabs when I was 7 and I think I relished them most than anything else. You should have seen her face then, really horrific face she made. That was the end of the discussion. She blew me off saying I sucked. Well, it took some time to recover and to know exactly what hit me. A part of my mind was hell bent on labelling all girls as freaks. I simply shaked it off and moved on. Now I met this another girl (I made sure she was a non vegetarian before I talked to her) and as the topic hovered around food I just told her the same as I did to the earlier girl. But this time reaction was like "WHAT! YOU haven't had crabs for last 14 years!! HOW THE HELL ARE YOU SURVIVING??" This expression really freaked me out. Now I wonder if I am myself a freak or people I meet are freaks.

Your Actions Define you

Actions not just dreams bring changes in the world. You may be a great thinker or philosopher but as long as you don't put your thoughts into action you can't even move a leaf. World sees you through your actions. You will be known for your actions rather than what you think. You may be a noble human on the inside but when it comes to do the right thing you may falter, reasons may be many. At the same time a Devil may act as an angel. But people around you don't have the patience to know what you really are and opinions are formed based on your actions. Your relations survive on this perception. Many of us crib that others don't understand us but its up to you to make yourselves known to others. If you really want to win friends you need to open up, show your true colors and do the right actions. This is how you become a better person by trying to be better in the eyes of the world. Just start acting good rather than thinking good, you might come out as a better person.

I AM 'COOL' B'COZ I AM A COMPUTER ENGINEER FROM PANTNAGAR

I am cool bcoz my department is the 'coolest' department you could ever imagine with minimal activities. I don't know about others but as far as I am concerned I have not learnt anything from the department and I would dare not introduce myself as a computer engineer to the industry. Thanks to the ultracool environment of our department I had to venture outside for a breath of fresh air and some life. Nothingness in life sometimes inspires you to get something for yourself rather than despairing you. Same happened with me. I had enough time to learn lot more things and how to enjoy life if not computer engineering. I am sure I can survive anywhere if not in the field of computer engineering. Spending my time trying to become a computer engineer from pantnagar, I have tried my hand in nearly everything and I did taste some success. Now I have some alternate options may be these are the only options in the industry for me as an IT specialist or a Human Resource analyst or a full fledged manager. I don't think I need an MBA to be a manager after leaving pantnagar. I had ample time to experiment with life and may be in future too I will try my hand in various professions. So I get out of here as a 'COOL' Computer engineer from a 'COOL' department. Please note there is difference between both the 'COOL's.

My First Seminar

It has been quite a long time since I gave a public speech or a paper presentation or any other stage performance. My friends would be surprised if I said I danced for an Assamese folk dance on stage when I was 12 as I am normally perceived as an introvert and a shy guy. The 'Seminar' is a part of course curriculum which is compulsory for all the students. So groups of 4 were made and my group consisted of myself and my friends Arun Bhakuni,Anmol Prakash Gautam and Ashish Joshi. I was in the group because these guys believed I would coolly handle my part in the seminar thanks to my 'chatterbox' image. I talk too much that guys have to shout at me to shut up which I normally don't do. Our seminar was scheduled on 12 September 2008 and we planned to prepare for it the day before. Even though I had downloaded the material long before and handed it to my partners we guys simply browsed the pages and no proper plan was made on how we gonna present it and we put it off to the day before the seminar. As luck would have it, there was no power supply on the 11 September right from the morning to 9:30 in the evening. I prayed hard for resumption of power supply. By 7'Oclock I was frustrated at the turn of events and was really cribbing at my hard luck. Then someone said you should have prepared earlier and I could not control my anger and shouted at him. By 7.30 we decided to go to ccf after dinner to get our slides prepared. Members from other group were talking about a mass bunk but it was a strict 'No No!' as we did not want to earn the ire of our seminar incharge Dr. H.L.Mandoria. There was already a mass bunk a week before. After lot of persuasion I got the guys to get to ccf by 9.30. As soon as we reached ccf we got a call that power supply had resumed in the hostel and everyone was on their way back to the hostel.I and Arun stayed back to look for some more material and get some pictures downloaded for the seminar. We were back at the hostel by 10.30 only to find Anmol and Ashish playing counterstrike much to our disappointment. However by 10:45 we got to work on the presentation. It was decided that Ashish would take up the introduction, Arun and Anmol would handle the technicalities of the topic and I would wind up with applications and commercial viability. Once the objectives were set we went back to our rooms to prepare the slides seperately which would be clubbing the next morning. I started reading the material about the markets and applications and I realised my presentation would be over in 2 min. I went down to find out how others were faring and the story here was the same. Then we decided to fill in everything we had leaving no space for queries. Somehow by 3 in the morning I managed to make 14 meaningful slides. I woke around 8 in the morning and enquired how others were faring. Anmol and Arun said they had put together 28 slides and Ashish had 5 slides ready with him. He assured us he would manage to speak around 7 or 8 min. I went back to my room after breakfast and dozed off till 11:30 am. By 11.45 we clubbed the slides and started rehearsing. Ashish had prepared his part quite well but Arun was shaky and his voice was I must say wobbling.He was looking tense and watching him made my nerves go weak. My confidence level was below ground 0 and refrained from rehearsing. I drank lot off water to cool down but to no effect. We reached the Seminar room by 2.15 pm and waited for another 15 min for everyone to assemble. Then started our hour long wait to get the projector working.Most of the students dozed off. Even butterflies in my stomach had settled down. I was no longer interested in carrying on with the seminar but my friends insisted on finishing it off the same day.So our seminar started at 3:35. Ashish started off well only to be interrupted by another technical snag. I think it disturbed his rhythm but somehow he presented his part well. Then came Arun with his technical specifications and he too gave the presentation better than what we expected of him. Well I think he was better than any of us.Anmol started off well with his continuation of technical specifications and passed the baton to me.Butterflies again...I was on the stage and people at the back were making me laugh. I grinned looking at them and knew the damage had been done. I started off with my part and as I looked around I found a funny audience. Guys at the back were waving their hands, poking their fingers and doing all sort of things to distract me but i was quite used to it. Gals at the back were either sleeping or reading some novel or preparing for CAT showing no interest in whats going on. Then I decided to liven up the audience with some mirch masala which started off with Mr. Saurabh Jalal(i) who was waving his hands to some rock music I think. Then I brought a dead man alive and some live examples. I was speaking quite fast and gasping for breath. I felt I finished of my slides in 4-5 min. I felt really relaxed after the seminar as if relieved of some great burden. Some complimented us, some complained it was too lenghty. Then only I came to know I had spoken for about 12 min. I myself couldn't believe it. But the feeling was nice as I stood there for 12 min. without shaking or any butterflies doing the rounds and I felt my voice was quite clear too.

Life's a game u never wanna lose. Well what's a win then?
You are on this Earth to seek immortality......10000 yrs of immortality atleast.
Fame and glory that is unparalleled in history can be accounted as a win in life and thats what I strive for. Well, I don't mean rest are losers.........I would say their desires are too human. My Desire is too conquer the time.

My First Blog

Hey everyone,
You know why I am Blogging...................oh wait let me tell you who am I.
I am Jagadish Vema, a lousy computer engineer in making from Pantnagar.
I am in my final year and have lots of free time......so blogging for timepass.