Fighters

feeling like nothing, not getting what to do, I can't access myself. I am not getting what i am capable of doing and what not. for the situation of mine i want to write a song, a song just for me and my condition. jana hai google mein, jana hain mujhko yaaron google mein pata nahin infy ka bhi jana hai magar google mein rote rote, rote hi rahenge, par infy mein coolie nahin banenge jana hai mujhe google mein, yaaron mujhe jaana hai google mein, chalao koi chakkar yaaron, patao yaaron larry ko, ki jaana hai mujhko google mein itna bhi hum barbad nahin hain, ata bhale hi humein kuch khas nahin back bhale hi 2 ho par, year back to nahin hai yaaron, ki jaana hai yaaron mujhko google mein. deewane bane phirte hain hum, din bhar ghuma karte hain hum object hain hum, class awara ke, function hamare hain sabse nirale pointers hain hum beauty ke, structure hain hum fundon ke, rote rote, rote hi rahenge, par infy mein coolie nahin banenge yaaron jana hai mujhe google mein, yaaron jaana ha

these days i am all thinking about time, time and time infact time is the thing that is in my mind all the time. i am now strongly believeing in the importance of time and infact i am using a phrase these days "its the time that is valuable not the money" this line is also applicable to all other things i believe. i don't know why i am thinking about time all the time, ya i remember one dream i had a few months ago. and it was related to time. the dream was like I was standing with one of my lecturer in college and in fact it was HOD of electrical department, and to my wonder i have never happened to talk with him ya for once i met him, but in the dream i was standing with him along with some other persons whom i don't remember any more and he gave me an old wrist watch and said me that it is very important! and the watch was showing 2:00 o'clock that's it i tried to relate this dream with the happenings in my life and it i find that i am really running short

here i am again writing without any cause, but still there are so many causes to write down. its my time of mixed emotions mixed feelings and yet another day coming and going time changes quickly then me its for sure but i am also running very fast, this is me very tough to understand, me myself can't understand me than how any body else can understand it. this is me! this is me! a piece of human kind with just another human kind of emotions! God! i am also a silly human! writing without thinking and just keep writing i am writing because i want to write and i am writing because i want to read after writing this that whats happening inside my mind, its my problem i think i can write better than speak and even better than what i try to frame before writing. now i am getting stable after writing a para without any sense i can now write something normal human can understand. this and the previous week was full of adventure and moreover full of happy endings, I must write down few line

Life of an Ecbiian: I am an ecbiian, I want to describe life of an Ecbiian. Plight of being an Ecbiian. It’s I think is the true thing to write. I am thinking about parallel life. It is just too far from being. Wasting time, wasting time, just wasting time, it’s ridiculous. I wish I could change this. Din bhar kaam nahin aaram, mil jaye aisi tarqeeb, mil jaaye khushi mit jaaye har ghum. Lets try to make myself busy. I have got feb, march, april. I wanted to prove my self. I wanted to go to some IITs in techfest. I tried to make an add on for firefox. It is a long story. I’ll tell you in short. The last date was 18th Jan, and I started to work on it on 10th Jan, once I got involved in it, I started loving working on it. Then came the twist, on 16th Jan, in six days I really learnt a lot about XUL, XML and JavaScript, but still I was not comfortable with DOM parsing and API so I was so frustrated that I couldn’t know what to do. Also, one thing I forgot to share with you was, I worke

It is a nice day, an eye opener. God! I am impressed by you. Tell me where you got the MBA degree from, just kidding. I really want to analyze the happenings around me. So many people are working, so many things are happening. There are so many people out there. I am really concerned about people around me. I just can’t ignore anybody. I feel surprised with the way people behave. Knowing everything and still pretending to be unaware, it’s simply amazing. I am writing about an incident that just happened to me. I was sitting in computer lab. Our HOD sir called me, gave some lectures on making some combined efforts for class. As I just told you I can never ignore anything. But my conscious mind ignored it. I know that my subconscious mind was thinking about it all the time. This is me. I can’t avoid being like that. I just can’t. I was all pretending to be normal, truly my consciousness behave differently. Then the next day, we were sitting lab. Again my two minds were there. The consc