me photu-grapher !!

well,
there is a proverb in hindi .. it goes like " bander ke haat main sheesha " dont kno english version .. :D

this is like i got cam-cell. these pics r my work ... he he !!

in this post m not goin to bore u guyzz wid my stupid ideas n so called PJs , coz these pictures speak them selves ..

so go ahead !!....

















I dont think this bulidind need introduction....

















the place in campus were people enjoy sitting outside then inside ....
















sports village ..... frm terrace of OBH















sunrise from ....

















sunset at .........
















I juss like this pic dont kno why !!





Now here is some brain work for you ...


guess wht is this thing ??

















which place is this ??

















guess in which wing n which floor the photogarapher is standing ?
xtra rewards to guess the room

picture story !!!

Let me have the privilege to introduce you to the characters of this story

THE GOOD

THE BAD



KESER



CHAUHAN

&

SACHAAN

it was a just a usual day .. oops did I just say day .. sorry, my mistake, actually it was night.

We guys were doing so called BC n stuff.

Like teasing akash,

making food at Mess

n washing clothes …

Hey who let this pic enter here!! Its highly restricted area for such stuff.

The pic above might be some one's photshop works . i dont wash clothes !! well .... whatever

lets go in with our story

So , sica came into my room(with his Reshamiya looks) . n said

"Abe ek ultimate phodu idea aaya hai !! (hey!! I got an awesome idea) why not we guys go to that santro rock at top of the hill, n become the first IIITian to xplore that place "

well m not sure that we were first or not but I kinda like tht like

hobit said :-

" Whatever I m not intreasted !!"

raghu said:-

"Are you nuts you are going to climb that thing, its f**king risky!!"

I said :-

"@ hobit - you go n do fire in the hole :p

@raghu - What is risk ? … ha ha ha !!

We are goin guyzz !! "

So , we … means .. me , sica, keser n chauhan .left early morning …

..

Annnn….. actually it late evening … well who care !!

So after facing lots n lots of difficulties .. (sry cant show all those pictures, images might be harmful for kids !!)

We finally arrived at the rock.

But we got stuck. How to climb the rock …

sica said :-

"He he he !! tell me .. how u gonna climb this thing up ."

keser said :-

"Let me do some thing ."

And soon keser build a stone staircase.

But still he wasn’t able to reach the enough height. Just then by the mercy of god, four stone guys (we found them on stone!!) came to help us.

So, here we are!! At the top of santro rock !!

Yhe !! IIITians rocks … at the rock.

So happy ending of my story !!

"Hey where’s my part !!"

well … no bad guyzz in my story :p !!

and you got the party na !!

Njoy !! cheers !!

whats up doc ? whats cooking ?

Here is the story of our khichari(actually was tehri or can say pulao). As any usual day, me, kesar, chauhan n bajpai were having Yuktahar. Food was okish(tell u the truth, we were eating coz we had paid the money ). Anyways, we saw some of our great seniors making rotis, and then some of the gals from our batch also joined in. The young blood in our body also jumped, we should also do something. Then chauhan forced me to go to vinayak ji n ask him if we can help n I did. And, we end up with a promise of coming next day n making khichari.

So, breaking thy habit, I woke up at 10.00 n made sure that all others are on the planet, took shower, got dressed & left exactly at 11.00. The three crooks, oops sorry, the three cooks, on our mission, arrived at the war land. There were lots of vegetables and other stuff to fight against us. But knifes were on our side. Then the war started, we all fought bravely, cutting each n every rotten part of vegetables, we cleared our way to presser cooker. But we were weak coz there were no spices on our side. We had just salt, red chili & turmeric powder, rest all already left (u know what I mean). But we didn’t loose hope n continue fighting. After putting the remains of vegetables in cooker we closed the top & did same to the rice after some time.

But the war wasn’t over then, coz we had to feed the civilians. We waited for rice to get cooked, n we waited n waited ….., but nothing happed , centuries passed but nothing happened ( we broke the record of Birbal anyways), people were starving to death. Then vinayak ji rose from the background with a bigger stove with him. Bingo, we creaked the nut.

When pulao was about to serve, I was kinda worried. What if the vegetables haven’t died? What if they had poisoned the rice? But god is great every one liked our pulao.

And hence great great @nks had once again saved the day ( with the help of his frnz !!).

ass-ingments !!

( This story is based on a True incident and it is related to living or dead person !!)

Using short terms for long words isn’t a new habit. So is the case with IIIT guyz. But some times it creates such n amusing situation that you can’t hold your laugh. I thought of writing this blog long before. But didn’t have that much gut to use, some should not kind of words. But some force inside me telling me that people need to know the truth. It is my duty to serve my nation by revealing all the hidden truth and dark secretes in the chest of weirdo’s mind. Ok I won’t bore you any longer, going straight to the incident.

In first year we guys use to get a lot of assignments, specially “C”. Normally 90% of the batch made folder named ass1, ass2, …. for saving assignments in 205. The thing I want to convey is ass was short form for assignment.

So, there’s my friend (cant use name, security purpose J ) say Mr. Y . He has done the assignment with a little golmaal(SCP n stuff – u know). So, when he showed his assignment to one tutor say Mr. Z, he caught him n refused to accept his assignment. Now, Mr. Y, totally frustrated writes a mail to other tutor (who has a soft corner for him) telling bout what has happened to him. See what he wrote.

Dear Sir,

I was wondering if you could help out of this problem. Actually, yesterday I showed my ass to Mr. Z. After examining it, I don’t know why, but he refused to accept it. He was claming that the ass wasn’t mine. But, I swear, that ass was mine, I didn’t even have a look at other’s ass. He was saying that I will not get marks for my ass in future.

Please help me out with it. I am ready to show my ass to any one. I can prove that this ass is mine. I didn’t take anyone else’s.

Yours faithfully

Mr. Y

This post of mine is deeply regretted.

Robocamp: my comments on volunteers !!

So, finally it's over. Ya, I m talking about Robocamp.

After 4 fussy days, here I m ultimately sitting on my chair n writing this ie. my comments on all the volunteers involved in the workshop.

Kriti Garg : I think without her this workshop wouldn’t be possible. I use to think that every one in the world has a threshold of doing work. After crossing that limit every one goes mad. But I think god has forgotten to set that threshold limit for her. I have always seen her working, with a smile on her face.

Saini : He was most appreciated guy during the whole workshop, n he deserves that. You should have listened to the clap when his name was called upon the stage for certificate.

Sugandha : This guy took care of every stuff (specially gals ;) – according to one feedback we got). If Kirti was brain he was cerebral cortex of administrative volunteers because if anything is to be done, there are two names to be called either Kirti or Sugandh.

G Anand : The microcontroller champ. This guy has a lot of stamina to listen to the weird ideas of groups’ n them making program for it. If he wouldn’t be they I guess half the projects couldn’t have worked.

Aziz : you can interpret his dedication by knowing the fact that he met an accident a day or two before and sow him still working today with a bandage on his hand.

KTN : who patiently listened to the problems n solved then out (found on feedback wall).

And also he was taking care of all the non-male tyros of robotics (he he he !! competition to sugandh).

And also I should not forget the contribution of vidhyasagar (for media coverage) n jagpreet. Because of these five(kirti, vidyasagar, jagpreet, sugandh, aziz), everything went so smoothly.

And our friends rishi , ankul and ankur they did a great job, they all were so dedicate to there work. Specially handa, he came for the workshop even he was sick.

Because of the efforts of all of these guys (and me :D) n people I forgot to mention, this workshop became a huge success.

Ps: All those who applied for voulnteership n didn't come are not going to get their T'shits >:p .

seriously there where doulble the people enrolled. but at the time of work they just vanished. Is this is what we are here for ?

I m preparing the small report of the workshop will be up by tonight :D.

shortest blog !!

thts it !! its over

dont read this post !!

Plz don’t read this.

Come on da !! m telling ya , u’ll find nothing in it.

You are not listening to me. I swear, there’s nothing in this post.

Still you are reading. Is it that hard to understand what I am saying.

See, still not listening. Ok go ahead waste your time.

Why should I care bout it ? look I am not saying anything. But you !! you are continuously reading this piece of mud.

Well I lost, I cant convince you. It is impossible to convince you. Hey, is there any one who can make this chap stop reading this .

no one !! hunn ???

Ok enough is enough!! I’ll count till 10 n hope you would have stopped by then.

Start

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10…

Onnnhh !! still there. You are so adamant. What should I do to make u leave reading this post.

Well m not doing any thing.

You go ahead. Keep on reading it.

I m leaving, I wish I would be able to see your face, when you realize that you had wasted your 10 min unnecessarily.

Well I told ya before.

He he he !!!

Take care :p

its raining men !! :D

Today! After 4 months of hard work, we finally made Handa to give us treat. Everything was going well; we had awesome dinner at olive garden with soothing view ;-). Except some minor incidents but that doesn’t matter. And we got 10% discount also!! But, as we came out, a tiny water droplet landed on my cheek. “Hmm.. so its going to rain” I said.

I wish time have stopped at that moment. Coz, just after I finished my sentence Akash made a wish that he wants to see flood once in his life. I didn’t remember the actual words he said, but who cares. The important thing is his wish came true.

Well, some how we managed to get an auto (Getting an auto back to Gachibowli at 10+ and that on a rainy day … oops I mean night, is like getting water in the middle of sahara). We thought our problems are solved but it was the beginning. So we four cursed guys – me, chauhan, keser n handa choose an auto with broken wiper n was been driven by a Telgu guy who doesn’t understand Hindi or English. U might ask why the hack we took such vehicle, well it was night so we didn’t see the wiper (like we check it always), and then money talk is the only language which every one understand, so we didn’t recognize his unawareness of Hindi n also we were in hurry yaar!!.

Then we were on the road, every thing was clear but the front glass of auto. The road view was so blurred that street light and vehicle’s head light were looking no different. And our great great auto vale bhaiya was driving with speed of light (Note:- its just an expression, no one can drive with speed of light because it will break Einstein’s law, and I don’t want be accused of breaking any thing :p) hmm.. where was I, ya! in the auto. Well as I told you we were not able to communicate with that guy, so we were just praying that we could reach our hostel safely, so that we can see face of our beloved Mr. BLN again :p.

So here came, kondapur half of this nightmare is over. Hey rewind rewind rewind !! I guess I forgot some thing. Haan… I saved keser’s head, how may time do I have to tell these kids don’t hang your head out of moving vehicle, its really dangerous, (someone might get hurt if your head hit that poor guy :p) you might not be able to were cap, goggles n all other stuff’s! rite , so be care full next time. Anyways I pulled him in, and pushed chauhan out :D! but that’s a different matter.

Annn… where did I left? Ya! We crossed kondapur n were heading towards out ultimate destination! The way was no cushy. But we were fighting with the winds na na na … storm aaannnn no no no ya cyclones, n were facing the arrows falling from the sky. Every one was tired, they were loosing there strength, handa was about to fall. “Buck up solider ! you r not going to fall, not now not today” I said. And then I came into the form, n took command from that moron driver. And after fighting with lots of troubles, I finally managed to save all of us! Then every one said in one voice: - “ gr8 gr8 @nks has did it again, he saved the day… oops I mean night”

I guess last paragraph went little filmy, well we arrived safely, I missed my meeting, we went to the terrace enjoyed rain and now here I am sneezing, n rubbing my nose. And sitting in front of my pc doing nothing more than wasting my time writing this crap :D.

Well I remember few witty comments of chauhan , forgot to mention :-

1. yaar hande!! Yhe to kaise treat di humko, hum to thik hai, but bhagvan ka pet kharab ho gaya.
2. Hmm.. ab main itna bheeg chukka hoon ki hostel jaa ke do hi cheez mujhe bacha sakti hai ya to daaro ya paaro (yhe comment mere dwara edit ker diya gaya hai is main paroo ki jagah haamare chahete …… ka naam tha :p)!!

Ok then!! Story’s over :D

Dont you think ???

I have just few question for all those who are really willing to do some thing to make government drop its idea of reservation in premier institutes …

1. Do you really think that signing online petition is enough from your side?
2. Do you think our government does care about such thing?
3. Don’t you think we should do some thing to show those morons that we do care about what they are doing to country and specially our future?
4. Don’t you think sitting in our room and giving exercise to our fingers is not enough?
5. Don’t you think silently accepting this would be a great loss for us n our lots of deserving students out there who are waiting for their chance?
6. Don’t you think that we should show them that we are not sleeping?
7. Don't you think that we should not let them play their dirty politics with our futurte?
   

I guess its time for us to join that revolution, before its too late ….

Don’t you think ???

A new but decent logo for IIIT

my innovative work !! hope u like it :)

First encounter with the world!!!

In hindu puranas(“Garunprana” to be more precise) it is mentioned that a baby before being born remembers about his previous life, n talks to god on daily basis.

So, I just thought of narrating his first encounter with the world! Enjoy!!!

“Eeehh!! Whose there? Who’s bugging me at this time of day or night, whatever? It’s time for a short nap. Hey! Come on! Stop pushing me. I am not in a queue for cinema tickets. Stop it! Will you.”

God’s voice, “It’s time son!”

“Time! Time for what?”

God, “Time for you to go out and see the world.”

“aannn! But I don’t want to.”

God, “you have to go.”

“Hey God! Please, don’t do this to me. Hey! Listen, hello! Hello! ….. ohhww baby!”

“ok, ok, ok! Easy mister, careful! Hey, hey, hey! Don’t push so hard! My legs are delicate. You know!

Wow! What is that? Is it white light? Haven’t seen this color since nine months, correct me if I m wrong. It’s too bright. Hey! Does someone have goggles? I am not use this much brightness, you know! “Ray ban” will do? Hey is any one listening to me.

Yakkk! Man I stink! Stink like, like I m covered with ……. Shiiiiiiiitttttt! Oh my god! This is worse than that. Hey u! Ugly uncle! Come one, take me out quickly, and let me take a shower. This is what happens when u doesn’t bath for this long. Nine long months without foment.

Like it was yesterday, when I was driving my car “Too Fast Too Furious” and then Baaaam! And now, I m here, with my head being pulled by an ugliest guy in this universe, and few creepy creatures looking at me, like I m “Master Youda” form “stars wars”.

Wait man! Let me say good bye to my home sweet womb! Oh bye, bye sweetie! I’ll miss you always. U had taken a good care of me. Fed me, protected me, blah, blah ….

Oh! I can’t control my self. Oooaaaahh !! Oooaaahh!! Oooaaahh!! (this is the actual reason, why child cry as soon as they comes out ;)! )

Hey u! Don’t touch my food pipe. Hey u! You, with that knife in hand. I dare you, don’t come near me. This is only source of my energy. Please Stoooooopppppp……!!

Oww boy! What’s happening? I m loosing my memory! What is ssss…sssssssss …. Ga…gaa…..goo…..goo….goo…..! Oooaaahh !! Oooaaahh!! Oooaaahhh!! ”

Doctor, “Congratulation! Madam! Or should I say mom?”

me nerd !! ha ha ha

Just went through this weird test found link on pramodh’s blog , n see what I got ,

Can u believe it, at least I can’t. They are calling me super nerd, me!!!

This what the result reads …

"

Your Score Summary

Overall, you scored as follows:

8% scored higher (more nerdy), and
92% scored lower (less nerdy).

What does this mean? Your nerdiness is:

Supreme Nerd. Apply for a professorship at MIT now !!!. "

n ya I did this whole thing very honestly. Still can’t believe.

Some one please brings this in notice of our porfs. May be they’ll get impress n my chance of getting starve of better grades fulfilled would increase.

And the one more n most important thing thing, can anyone tell me how to apply for professorship at MIT :p.

project shroject hayoo rabaa !!

Confused!! As I was and will always be. After busting my ass for three day, finally I managed to get a project under Dr. M. B. S. Can u believe it, having hard time to get project under him. It’s “hardware implementation of Digital Down Converter using Verilog”. Sounds grievous, hunn? To me at least, it does.
Anyways, I got the project but don’t know, whether I’ll be able to complete it or not. It looks more close to Communication rather than VLSI. I may be wrong, but still. Akash had succeeded in his attempts to convince me that it’s more of VLSI then communication. But still I have doubts in my mind.
There’s a proverb in hind “okhli main sar diya hia to moosal se kya derna”. Let’s see how this step turns out.
Few lines which Sica forces me to listen all the time are now making sense to me.
“Be yourself is all that you can do!!”

So, being my self, doing what is up to my limitations and hoping for the best!!

new symbol of IIIT

A little witty logo for IIIT !!


observe intimately !! ;)
raghu's idea !!!

some clarification on my previous post(pay-package formula)

It’s good to see someone write about your post, n that in IIIT Buzz. I saw comment and thought of clarify the doubts in this post.

Fist of all in the equation

Package = f(CGPA, knowledge, personality) + g(CGPA, luck, time) + c

“f” is a linear function. But the coefficient of the variables varies form company to company. And its non-causal, because this function is solely depend on the person concern.
“g” is a random process as I mentioned , or else we can say it’s a non-linear n causal function its value could be negative or positive.
“c” is same as before.

About Heisenberg's Uncertainty principle:
Its states that "The more precisely the POSITION is determined, the less precisely the MOMENTUM is known"

Here we can apply it on “g” as:
The more the value of luck affect the value of g, the less the value of CGPA, and the vice versa.

It is not an uncertainty in determining the value of “g” but the uncertainty in the effect of those two variables on the equation.



Now about the comments

@ ak_84:- your comment was sort of favoring my equation.
But about time, I think it counts, because as time passes the economical environment, the number of job offers, the policies of company changes. And there r lots of factors which directly or indirectly affect the package depend on time.

@ halley:-as u said that attitude should be included as an independent variable. Actually “f” here is linear function of personality and attitude is sort of variable of personality ,

f= x*personality + y*f(CGPA, knowledge)

Where , personality = a*Attitude + b*p(other variables)

ð f = x*a*Attitude + x*b*p(other variables) + y*f(CGPA, Knowledge)

hence , package is indirectly a direct function of Attitude.

I guess all the questions are been answered, any further quarries will be welcomed.
n thanx a lot for giving your precious to my post !!!

movie stars after 20 years !!!

Manisha koirala

pretty preety

Ash

Mr. Bacchan

Akshay Kumar

Amisha patel

Karina Kapoor

Anupam kher

Ajay Devgan

A.R Rahman

rekha- the ever gree

equation of job !!!

This is too much for me. Three posts in the same day.
Actually, the comment of Mr. Cipher forced me to write it.

He mentioned an equation:

Package = F[CGPA]

Where F is a random process. But he forgot to include one most important variable i.e. time, which should always be present in a random process.

neways , he unintentionally suggested me , a good toic to write on..

So, here is my equation of offered package:

Package = f(CGPA, knowledge, personality) + g(CGPA, luck, time) + c

Where,

CGPA- u know

Knowledge - knowledge of stuff

Personality – ur physical appearance , ur communication skills etc .

f- is a function with all these 3 variable , m working on the exact equation using past yrs figures.

g- is a random variable , which changes with time n luck.

c- is a constant which is added buy the institutes prestige (u can say it is the threshold of job package)say some 2 lac

in “f“ the share of CGPA is about 15%

the share of Knowledge is 55 %

the share of Personality is 30%

where as in “g” share of CGPA decrease as the luck increases

but totally random as time increases or decrease

@nks theory of ray-line!!!

Have u ever seen a ribbon, must have, so think about an infinitely long ribbon. There are infinite many such ribbons. Swinging in different direction, but mind it “not random”.
Take these ribbons as a plane path. Like a bridge without any support, got it! Now try to recall your geometry lessons. Here I m showing new definition of some terms:-

Point – a newly born child.
Line – living being (female can be extend from both side , both ends r same)
Ray – living being (male can be extend from one side only , ends r different)
Length of line – present age of the being
Path – life of being
Width of path – max length of line

Birth of point:-
Let me start it from the birth of the point (Let me mention here that I’ll use the geometrical interpretation only). Every one knows that when two lines intersect they generate a point. But here no two lines intersect only a ray n a line can intersect. How will this happen? The answer is, only when the paths intersect, and like the opposite poles attract, opposite paths (paths with line n ray) will intersect only. Intersection of path give rise to a new path which is merely random (random in the sense for line or ray) this will decide the future of the point generated, whether I’ll grow into a line or a ray.

Development of point:-
As I mentioned before the growth of point will be decided buy its path. So as the time passes the point will move forward in its path. This motion is random, either incautious or wise. But as the length of line (or ray) increase the random ness decreases. It hits the wall of its path many times, but then continues moving. The other paths also affect its motion, how? That I’ll discuss later.

Death of the line (or ray):-
When the length of a line (or ray) becomes comparable to the width of path. It starts getting stuck sometime, during its motion. And then when the length become exactly same then during its motion it’ll get stuck there forever. This stops the growth of the line (or ray).


There r lots of attributes of this theory to be explained. But due to time shortage. I m stopping here, will explain them in next post. Please write in your comments, it would be of great help for me.
Thanks a lot for spending your time reading this post .

placement - 2006 !!!

m not use to write blogs !! but somethin inside me is forcin me to write one .

u must hav read the placement reprot of dis year , by gautam . it is the first time i saw de xact figures wid CG . n its quit relieving tht many guyz got better job then the da person havin better CG then them.

i use think , tht CG is to differentiate between the smart n less smart ppl . but, i was so wrong, its true tht best CG got best job . but its not a linear relation ship .

i was pissed off last night , because of my ADC marks . i was thinkin tht m good for nothin , but thanx to gautam ,

this remind me one thing wht handa said tht study for knowledge , not for CG . may be his philosophical thoughts hav weigth. neways i wont bore u nemore , so if ne first yrs r readin this then one sandesh for them-
i hav no tips to convey , coz m still watin for mine :p, so just study , njoy - 30:70, coz these day will make ur golden memories ...
for da ppl who hav less CG - remember CG dosent metter :)

some poems of mine (written when i was in 10th standard)

Title - Jivan Ek Aboojh Paheli.....

Hal kerte jivan kat jaata
bchpan se budhapa aa jaata ,
maut ki neend so jaane tak bhi
hal na hoti yhe albeli,
Jivan ek aboojh paheli


Baandhna isko chaha sabne
rokana isko chaha sabne,
par na roke rukti hai yhe
jati hai kerke duniya akeli,
Jivan ek aboojh paheli

Chahane par na rahe yhe pass
na chahate hue bhi chode na saath,
na kisi se bair hai iska
na hai yhe kisi ki saheli,
Jivan ek aboojh paheli




Title- "kucch bhi"

Jane kahan chalta jaa raha hoon,
raha ka to dyahan nahi hai
Apni tarif sabko deta hoon ,
jabki meri koi pehchan nahi hai

Dekha bahut kuch ,
chaha kuch-kuch
per sabkuch pane,
ka armaan nahi hai


Dil main hain kucch ichhayen,
chahata hoon kucch ker dikhayen
per abhi tak man jari
hua yhe farman nahi hai

Jhuk ker pranam kiya badoon ko,
Izzat di hai maine sabko
per kisi ke liye man main ,
mere jhootha samman nahi hai


Har mod pe har kadam per,
intezaar hai hamsafar ka
per meri zindagi main ,
aaya vo mehman nahi hai


Kwahish hai sabse pyar ki,
chahata hoon baatna sabko pyar
per mere paas pyar vala ,
cupid ka teer kamaan nahi hai


Kehna bahut kucch hai,
par shabd nahi mil rahe
akhir har baat ko sabdoon main,
piro paana aasaan nahi hai