One night in Aachen!!---part I

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During the last summer, i did my internship at RWTH university ,aachen,germany.Aachen is a beautiful town located in the heart of europe bordering netherlands and belgium.This was the first time I was abroad and the exotic environment filled me with enthusiasm and a bit of nervousness.(Un)luckily, one of my classmate wasn't far from my place( I avoid discussing the 'Un' part).It was a matter of just a week for me to adjust to this new world and find 2 more souls ,who too came there for an internship.(Oops!! I forgot that i even worked a bit during my intern).Soon i got used to looking at sizzling hot blondes(Though i hate the weird hairstyles of the darker community) and the usual 'danke' and 'bitte' ( i seldom believe if they really meant it!!), the unusual food habits and the wonderful weekend gala. But i ,along with my other mates were definitely expecting something MORE. and we didnt expect anything impossible. My happiness knew no bounds when i saw the posters all over the city of a voluptuous red-haired babe posing erotically. There was something written on it in german(but the message was straight!! :P) , I could only conclude 2 things from it. KREFELDER STRASSE, 07/06/07-09/06/07.i wrote down the german words as it is and later translated it just to read 'erotic exhibition' on the computer screen." Phew!! still 20 days,3 hours ,45 minutes left for this grand event" I thought.Everyday ,at every corner, i cherished a look at the poster and consoled the babe on the poster to wait just for few more days.Four of was planned that we would visit the place all the three days and were just waiting for the moment.Finally the D-day arrived. It was a part of the long weekend and we were not at all sorry that we could not use this long weekend for touring some nice place.In the meantime, 'un'fortunately i had a serious fight with my classmate who was along with me and he missed out this much awaited day or rather NIGHT.( I again avoid the 'un' part). we have never been to krefelder strasse before but we could easily trace it on the well scripted city map. The only thing we didnt realise was that it wasnt a particular place but a 5 km long street.With a strong desire and confidence of finding it we set off.finally ,without screwing the plan(not yet!!) much we reached the destination at around 9 pm. A pitch black chick in black bikni was sitting at the entrance( well i still doubt if it was a shadow of someone or really someone was sitting there) and the receptionist ,a well dressed gentleman,supposedly an englishman, welcomed us with a grin."hello,whats there inside??" I said ,longing to hear something very hot.It seemed the man was just waiting for these words.He explained all the hot stuff inside in great detail.The only thing we didnt like in his speech was the last sentence in which he mentioned the price.It was 20 euros!!(Omg,this is too much).we three looked at each others faces. Each of us were thinking the same..but the there was a spark of determination in evryone's eye.Seeing our dismal yet determined faces, the gentleman(now u realise y i called him gentleman :D) offered a STUDENT discount of 5 euros on each ticket.(Bingo!! first time in my life i found the real worth of being a student ) .bang! 45 euros on the table exchanged it for 3 tickets and 3 cigar lighters as a souvenir.This is the moment we were waiting for.I was feeling at the top of the world.The radiance from our faces disturbed the sexy lighting of the scenario and i seriously felt that this could be the major cause of the global warming!! how can evnironmentalists all over the world forget such hot stuff[:P].( yeah yeah i know ,this is a bit overboard) The entrance was no way less than our expectations ,the surrounding walls filled with similar posters as i saw before but i felt a bit low when i couldnt find my favorite poster,the red-headed one among them.Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!!

Continued in the next part.......:D
PS: Now i realise the psychic happiness of the serial makers when they stop something so thrilling suddenly.well i had to.:P

Cricket Reloaded

Aaha, what a fortnight it was!! No wonder i felt that i m witnessing a revolution in the cricketing world.A new dimension of watching this wonderful game, in its shortest version,presenting you the twenty20 format.(Oops!! probably im too late with the introduction).Initially, I thought that this form of game is nothing more than a "slogthon" and intentionally designed to morally,physically humiliate the bowlers and to satiate the psychic happiness of the wild hitters,so called "specialists".And i was pretty happy to see my perception supported by the skytouching biggies by gayle and gibbs in the first game and i really pitied the bowlers,even legends like pollock were taken for a toll .But this "G" factor did not rule the tournment,as we see.There was some special bowling skills developed soon before many people even realised it. Well directed fulltosses, slow balls,yorkers,short balls,intentional awry line ...this isn't common,becoz it was all happening fast and all in a single over!! And this yeilded results.well, i must say that this made the game interesting.In no time people realised that running for runs and building partnerships wasnt anymore ruled out for this form of the game.The sooner the teams realised it, the longer they stayed in the tournment.The high-wire tension this game produces incredible entertainment and attracted huge investments as advertisements.Being from a nation where cricket is more than a game, a religion ,what can one expect more than this, must mention the two memorable india-pak matche"s"(luckily two!! :) Thanks to the "bowl-out",a new jargon in cricket) in this regard.Well, I must say that team india did stand out of other teams and did not get away with the inexperienced team,instead came out in flying colors with a cup filled with experience and immense joy to drench the thirst of the nation struggling since last quarter of a centuary to held one such thing.congo team india, u made us proud.
This "revolution" did not end with this victory.Somehow indians are too obsessed with this form of the game.Result: ICL and IPL.well ,well!! surely a leap in cricket.Imagine,after a year or so, brian wud b playing along with dada in kolkata,while boucher keeps wickets in bingaz bowling.This surely sounds manchester united or barca.Exciting!! Aaha, no, it doesnt end here.Soon there will be a survival test for the ODI's and the already endangered "tests", which is considered by many analysts as the "real" cricket.There is already a substansiate amount of debate on this topic but it doesnt seem to last long with the triumph of twenty20.This shouldn't happen,we are not gonna miss the fun and memories of laxman standing out and fighting hard to win a test match from a follow-on or anil sweeping up a whole team single handedly to send the visitors with gruelling defeat or the famous "ashes".Hope a mutual existence of all the forms of game,a unique game which supports different versions with a common base,sounds fantastic and equally unrealistic.Only time can determine where this huge "leap" lands up.Long Live Cricket!!

I am your's

I feel for u,
when u r not in a mood,
and there's noone too good
when u r badly hurt,
and there's noone for ur support

I will stand by u,
when no one can understand,
and u r left as an isolated strand,
when u r completely lost,
regretting the dark side of the past.

I will fight for u,
when u lose all the hope,
and it becomes difficult to cope.
when the hunters are on the prowl,
and u r the endangered soul.

I live for u,with u,
till the dusk in my life sets in,
I will wait till then,
to tell the untold,
" Oh my Dear!! I m ur soul."

My Plight

It was a lazy morning.The sun was on a holiday in the close cover of the dark clouds for almost a week now.While the dawn marked a relief for a few deeply involved in the technical festival over the last weekend, many lethargic souls like me were indifferent towards the most happening things in our campus.Cursing the whole administration for scheduling classes in the early hours of the day, I started walking towards the NAC.There was the unusual chill in the air or probably i felt so coz this was the first time i am attending since the last monday.As always i cherished the past when i passed besides the school in our campus, relishing upon the nostalgic days,i waded my way through my dreams into classroom.I tried hard to escape the stern look of my professor who was already bamboozled to find just one student apart from me and that too 10 minutes after the start of the class.To add to his dismal, i found myself a comfortable last bench trying to hide myself behind the only other soul present in the class. Some of my classmates followed in the next half of the class.Soon i was into where I stopped at...Day dreaming.. this has become a hobby for me in the recent past. Things seem better when I close my eyes and allow my brain to explore the unexplored world of fantasy. This is a typical routine in my life these days where i forget where i started my day and where i m lost in the middle of the day only to realise in the night that i did nothing other than playing for a couple of hours and hanging out with my friends and of course day dreaming.
Every Hero needs a saviour in such a situation, I m not an exception!!

Just For You

(Dont look for rhyming as my feelings are too wild and sweet(weird combo...so am I!!) for it)



I love the way u look at me,
Your eyes bright with a silver lining across,
Always sending chills down my spine,
I love the way u laugh,
making me wonder ' who said the pearls of hyd are the most beautiful?'
I love the way u scold me,
the innocense of a child,
the possesion hidden in the words
I love the way u wait for a reply,
after messaging me,
cursing the network and following it with missed calls
I love the way u miss me,
your brain and heart fighting each other for a mutual existence
I love the way u blush when u hear a compliment,
your cheeks red
and an insatiable hunger for more of those
I love the way u make me so happy
And the ways u show u care.
I love that u are with me
And glad that u r mine
I love the way u feel
that im flirting with u in ur subconscious mind
trying hard to prove urself that i m not
I love the way
u read this again and again
just to see the reflections of your feelings in my words
I love u for watever u are
after all i exactly donno,
rather any language other than 'love' is insufficient to express wat i like in u"

where to start??

There are many ways of expressing oneself.Finally, i realise that there cant be a better way than talking to myself.Hmm yes I ve found a platform to spill out things that always keep running in my subconcious mind.lets get started.