Younger sibling syndrome!

My bro is 5 years younger to me. Being the youngest member, he is the one who make rules, break rules and amend the same as per his requirement. His pls don hit me bro face and fake tears are the best ominous weapon he possesses with perfect skill to use the same with precise alacrity.he is such a girl!!
Issues we have:

To be frank, other than sharing the same set of parents, we hardly share anything else or have anything in common.If I and my brother are talking, it barely takes 10 min for turmoil to start. Thanks to our creativity that we always come up with new topic to fight. Trust me, even in selecting a topic to fight, we can have a fight. Now, I am gonna throw some light on the topics we have quarrelled:

• Who will sit in the front seat of the car?
• Who will take the window seat in the train?
• Who will take the new double-rack poppeye pencil box to school which I (note this) have seen first and purchased from the market?
• Why it’s always butter scotch flavour and not chocolate flavour ice cream that is brought in at home?
• He loves beans curry and I love brinjal. No point in guessing what is cooked more regularly.
• Why Pokémon on TV , Inuyasha (some Japanese shit which my timid brain failed to comprehend) and not Live cricket?
• Last point repeated…WHYYYYYYYYYY?
Sometimes, I just feel we have more number of issues than probably, India and Pakistan have..........


Blackmailing skills: If ever, there were a noble prize in blackmailing; he would have been winning it for last 15 years undisputedly. He has such a photographic memory that whenever he wants something from me which I am not accepting, he will just open the account book of my life, would pick up one unfavourable ghastly mistake that I did before (say even a decade back)and the next moment, he will pretend to stomp towards mom mumbling that today he s gonna reveal everything. Next scene: His foot, my face

Remember, I got one New Year greeting card from one girl (who was not even my girlfriend) which he somehow, discovered. The next thing I remember is for the next 2-3 weeks he made me do all his maths and science homework and along with that he compelled me to watch all those stupid animes with him. Condition applied: he won’t tell it to mom.
Acting Skills: I bet 20 on 10. Whenever he is losing any argument (very rare event indeed, you have better chances of seeing Haley’s comet than to see my brother loosing), he will gradually drag the venue of fight near to the place where my mom is sitting and henceforth either of the two under-mentioned casemay ensue

1. Suddenly, within a minute, he will fall down and start crying with REAL tears....as if i had beaten him up or something...out of nowhere u will also find bruises and some parts swollen(that is still a mystery)
2. He somehow brings me inside the hullaballoo as a result of which the whole focus is shifted to me.
In either case, it’s Game Over for me. My mom will lambast me thereafter while my brother in the back ground continues winking at me.
One incident I would like to quote
Once, I complained my mom that bro always compels me to do his homework. My mom thereafter started berating him. After couple of minutes,
My bro (with teary-weary eyes): you always scold me for minute things but never scold ronack no matter what he does.
Mom: what did he do?
bro: I don’t know, ask him only to whom he was talking to last night at 2, you won’t censure him for this but if I ask him to do my homework once in a blue moon(make it 5 days a week), I will be criticized like I am the one responsible for 9-11…..
Within a fraction of second, the focal point shifts and ultimately, I am the one over which the sinister flash light is now aimed. Needless to mention, next half an hour gets wasted in convincing, pleading and begging my mom that nothing like this happened.


Biased role of parents: it’s an unwritten law. Parents always take the side of the youngest; here I will cite some of the incidents that will stamp the afore-mentioned belief. •Whenever I am going for college, I use to ask my dad “are you coming to to drop me at the stop?” Dad simply replies” why?? can’t you go alone, you are grown up now, manage yourself , when my bro is returning from his school, “Dad, calls him up and tells don go home walkin beta its not safe...il send the car!! 
• When I asked my dad for a phone, I almost gave a power point presentation on the topic “why I need a phone” giving instances of the usage of messages, e-books, software etc. In case of my bro, he just said that he can’t ask for his friends phone (in school) again and again whenever he wants to make a call . Within 3 days, he had one as compared to 2 months in my case.
• I got “4 in 1” video game cassette (remember those days??) that had games like “Aladdin” and “super mario” in it after I scored a distinction in my 9th exams. My bro got a Sony Hi-Fi after he got 80 in the same.
• Whenever we are having an argument, my mom will support my brother, henceforth, he eventually wins. Trust me, I have even lost a debate “who is more important, School Principal or Prime Minister” even though I supported Prime Minister.


THE OTHER SIDE: the good side. I guess I have to accept the fact that it was complete fun growing up with him....he is nice ,smart and everyone in my family likes him.’’ he knows he enjoys some extra privilege and some extra freedom from my parents but deep inside I knowif I would have been in the place of my parents, I would have done the same.....he lightens everyone’s mood no matter what we are going through. His foolish mistakes, stupid talks and lamest excuses can make you burst in laughter.
And most importantly, he is a wonderful bro.
Following are few set of incidents that I will cite once again (To readers, please hold your patience; it’s almost the last paragraph).

• Many times, he signed my report card, thanks to his incredible talent of replicating my dad’s signature.
• He would happily and elegantly draw all the diagrams in my bio practical notebook without any fuss.
• He helped me memorize all the answers of history, civics, geography (and even maths and science) during board exams.
• He made bournvita(lately coffeee) for me million times at mid night whenever I ask for....and food whenever my parents left outta town...
• Loved the way he convinced dad that why I should have a phone, repeated the same when I needed a laptop.
• Whenever sweets are distributed in school, he will bring few for me for sure.

Conclusion:
I guess if I continue penning down every incident, I may end up writing till eternity. All I can say, loosing against him every single time was something that enthralled me. I feel amazed the way he acclimatizes to new place and then never complaining about the changes. I feel honoured the way he started to understand his responsibilities much before I did.
PS: , sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero....the fight is still on!!! :D

CoMpLeX tHoUgHtS oF A SLeEpLeSS MiNd........

Still playing songs on shuffle mode. The battery never is gonna run out, I've plugged the mobile in.

I wonder how great this mobile thing is, you can talk, its wireless, camera, music, internet - facebook and what not! I rather wonder what the hell is this human brain. Awesome thing, it always makes me go crazy next to Christopher Nolan's films and food. They say they are gonna build a brain out of microprocessors. Hmm.. I wonder when I can buy a robo maid with a brain. Pretty cool. Well still its the human brain that actually makes this brain. So how can this be a brain - brain?

Umm. why am I thinking of all these totally random shit? I must sleep! It's already so late.

All this started with her. Think about her makes me like some insomniac.

Insomniac, hmm.. maybe that should be my new fb name....:P Half of the guys at mah col don't have a clue what fb is....:PP Maybe I should write an article about that or not, no one wants to read all that. Guess what?, if some girl writes it, probably everyone would be running around that, making all the fuss. I hate girls sometimes! Wonder what kind of complex creatures they are. Hard to understand they say. I wonder why!?


* beep beep beep* message alert, song pauses. Damn! who's messaging me at this hour? Damn freaks, don't they ever sleep. [Phone in silent mode - seamless music continues]


I like this song, suits my mood,

She seemed dressed in all of me,
stretched across my shame.
All the torments and the pain,
leak through and covered me.
I'd do anything to have her to myself,
just to have her for myself.
Now I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do
When she makes me sad...


Why do they makes songs like this, sob sob I makes me feel sad again.


Know what?, I feel like I'm talking to 3 people right now, real me , my conscious and the other me :-O ? Well its funny sometimes when you have like a couple of different conscious-es :P Well when the next leave? I feel like sleeping whole day, some Insomniac - right!


Oh! I have classes tomorrow , damn. Lectures, theories are so boring these days, I feel like sleeping when I see their faces. Oh sleep zzZZzzzZZZZzzz

and I fell asleep, still the music shuffles...

wAsSssssSSSUPPP¬¬¬

Everyone who follows BLOG THIS WAY knows that I,ronack.s is having the most dreadful nightmare in the life of a student (read :: exams) from 2nd november (man... just four weeks away !! gotta start studying..). I know I need not mention this again and again. But I'm doing it to make myself aware that exams are approaching, and I need to set my ass on fire NOW !!

Well... every student knows that during exam time, even the most boring stuff seems very interesting. I'm not from Mars or Pluto or for that matter any other planet, and so its normal for me to do the same things as a typical student does during exams. For example - watching TV, even repeat telecasts of shows and games seen before, surfing the net, chatting, etc etc etc.

No wonder I even watched the replay of India versus Pakistan hockey match. But India rocked !! Awesome match it was. And Sandeep Singh was simply brilliant.

Look I told you... During the exams, we like to waste our time... err... ("kill our time" suits better... isn't it?)... we like to kill our time doing the weirdest of the things.

I spend a lot of time on the internet ! and of course special thanks to my lovely network provider vodafone for reasons not to be mentioned here... ). As I said, I spend a lot of time surfing social networking sites, blogs, commenting, updating my status, and of course, chatting !

In my view, the most difficult question to answer while chatting to a friend is "Wassup??"

Frankly speaking, I never know what to answer. At times, taking the literal meaning of the slang, I stare towards the ceiling for a few seconds and end up with silly answers like fan, wall mounted AC, chandelier, etc. And sometimes, I mention the manufacturer too. Hang on.... hang on !! I'm not as stupid as you guys think !

Well, to the million dollar billion dollar question, WASSSSSSUP? that is, I try a few permutations and combinations based on my mood, the kind of friend I'm talking to, and a few more conditions :

1) Hi. What are you doing?? :)
And the reply I get is : "Chatting with you.... :D... So wassup??"

2) Hi. Had lunch (or breakfast, or dinner, supper etc.)...??
To which I get the reply : "Yup.. So wassup? U had lunch (or breakfast, or dinner, supper etc. ) ?"
If I reply "Yes...", I get this really irritating counter-question "What did you have?"... And I hate to discuss what and how much I eat...

3) Hi. preparing for the exams... (and I send this only during exams...)
For this I get a reply : "Y u always talking abt studies??? itna bhi mat padh yaar... lol :D.. so temme.. wassup??"

These were just a few of them, there are many of these. No matter what you try, you will always be stuck in an infinite loop of "Wassup?"

And after much research over this faltoo, errr... million dollar question, I found out a middle path, which has been a safe path so far (almost !). All I do is say the following GOLDEN words :

NM (short for Nothing Much)... U say... wassup wid u?

And hence, I get out of the infinite loop, leaving the friend stuck in his/her own trap infinite loop of "Wassup?"

:D

Okay... Now you tell me what do you usually reply to "Wassup??"

:)


PS : Studying schedule keeps getting postponed. I guess I really need a pandit to get my studies started as per some muhurat so that I manage to clear my exams.

WASSSSSSSSSUUPPP!!!!!!!

Everyone who follows BLOG THIS WAY knows that I,ronack.s is having the most dreadful nightmare in the life of a student (read :: exams) from 2nd november (man... just four weeks away !! gotta start studying..). I know I need not mention this again and again. But I'm doing it to make myself aware that exams are approaching, and I need to set my ass on fire NOW !!

Well... every student knows that during exam time, even the most boring stuff seems very interesting. I'm not from Mars or Pluto or for that matter any other planet, and so its normal for me to do the same things as a typical student does during exams. For example - watching TV, even repeat telecasts of shows and games seen before, surfing the net, chatting, etc etc etc.

No wonder I even watched the replay of India versus Pakistan hockey match. But India rocked !! Awesome match it was. And Sandeep Singh was simply brilliant.

Look I told you... During the exams, we like to waste our time... err... ("kill our time" suits better... isn't it?)... we like to kill our time doing the weirdest of the things.

I spend a lot of time on the internet ! and of course special thanks to my lovely network provider vodafone for reasons not to be mentioned here... ). As I said, I spend a lot of time surfing social networking sites, blogs, commenting, updating my status, and of course, chatting !

In my view, the most difficult question to answer while chatting to a friend is "Wassup??"

Frankly speaking, I never know what to answer. At times, taking the literal meaning of the slang, I stare towards the ceiling for a few seconds and end up with silly answers like fan, wall mounted AC, chandelier, etc. And sometimes, I mention the manufacturer too. Hang on.... hang on !! I'm not as stupid as you guys think !

Well, to the million dollar billion dollar question, WASSSSSSUP? that is, I try a few permutations and combinations based on my mood, the kind of friend I'm talking to, and a few more conditions :

1) Hi. What are you doing?? :)
And the reply I get is : "Chatting with you.... :D... So wassup??"

2) Hi. Had lunch (or breakfast, or dinner, supper etc.)...??
To which I get the reply : "Yup.. So wassup? U had lunch (or breakfast, or dinner, supper etc. ) ?"
If I reply "Yes...", I get this really irritating counter-question "What did you have?"... And I hate to discuss what and how much I eat...

3) Hi. preparing for the exams... (and I send this only during exams...)
For this I get a reply : "Y u always talking abt studies??? itna bhi mat padh yaar... lol :D.. so temme.. wassup??"

These were just a few of them, there are many of these. No matter what you try, you will always be stuck in an infinite loop of "Wassup?"

And after much research over this faltoo, errr... million dollar question, I found out a middle path, which has been a safe path so far (almost !). All I do is say the following GOLDEN words :

NM (short for Nothing Much)... U say... wassup wid u?

And hence, I get out of the infinite loop, leaving the friend stuck in his/her own trap infinite loop of "Wassup?"

:D

Okay... Now you tell me what do you usually reply to "Wassup??"

:)


PS : Studying schedule keeps getting postponed. I guess I really need a pandit to get my studies started as per some muhurat so that I manage to clear my exams. :P

COLORS!!!

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After the initial euphoria of gettin into holidays... I find myself treading on similar lines 2 what sm1 predicted 1 year ago.....i can very well say that after the 1st 2 vacations u'll start missing college sooner than you expect 2 do now"....I remember seeing many expressions of disbelief then.... i myself ws a part of dat bunch...........5 days at home and i'm done...a lack of things 2 do coupled with some savage weather has ensured that i do not venture out of home....reminds me of

an incident arnd 2 weeks ago...
that day being no different,i was biding my time by watching some basketball vDEOS....the NBA finals b/w the LAKERS nd the CELTICS...........................................

engrossed in the match,i failed 2 notice my 10 year old lil sis who had snuggled up beside me in bed,her object of interest being my laptop and not the game....
one kobe bryant dunk and she suddenly started chirping with glee"yellow house won!!...yellow house won!!"..........

Irritated,I gave her a shouting..:~

On the verge of crying,she hugged her teddy and walked out of the room cursing me"no wonder green house never wins...its because u behave dis way 2 me".........

"Hold on!..whats she saying??"the innocence of what she had spoken struck me....
a 10 year old had been comparing her school's house colours to that of the biggest basketball teams on the planet...
not 2 be blamed....her loyalties lied with the colour..........

colours that teach u 2 compete.....
colours that teach u 2 savour a win.....
colours that teach u 2 accept a loss sportingly....
colours that teach u loyalty.....

suddenly,i felt nostalgic...wasn't it school that gave me my first experience of all this??........

yes..!!,,,i remembered my days as a proud premait(prema house :p)...green was my colour in school nd my sis ws a dharma house.. gal...yellow being her colour...

I called her back...after much cajoling and a cadbury five star she finally agreed .....i made her sit in my lap and watched the entire match with her......

I was grateful 2 her...

2day...I visited school....
A smile played on my lips as i passed the school playground,remembered dose days.... a mish-mash of red,green,blue and yellow shirts enjoying themselves to the hilt....

P.S-my baby sis's curse did affect me in more ways than one......
YELLOW DID WIN FINALLY......
(LAKERS(yellow jersey in pic) finally beat CELTICS(green jersey in pic) 4-3 in one of the most closely contested NBA finals in recent history)....nt that i'm complaining,me being a LAKERS fan........

"no wonder green house nvr wins.......:( :P

engineerin...not so easy

Every morning in Africa, a deer wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed.Every morning in Africa, a lion wakes up. It knows it must outrun the slowest deer or it will starve to death.
It doesn't matter if you are a lion or a deer. When the sun comes up, you better start running.

Guys,welcome to computer science engineering department. Daily classes from 8 a.m. to 5 p.m. kept us running only.Every morning, I wake up cursing the ever punctual sun and then my mom and the bus driver ....in da last few months (sahithi) in-charge took that honor.Even then,no matter when I wake up,I always reach late.Sometimes searching for the wallet,notebook(and not notebookS),socks and trust me sometimes I do wear different color combination of socks in utter frustration.

Engineerin was damn hap.An exquisite mix of students of all states.Seeing different languages varying from hindi,telugu,bengali to marathi, and tamil diverse living style of everyone in a single campus was altogether a complete different experience.Perhaps,this was the best thing that I liked being in engg.You can see the cultures flowing in and out there.In just a month or so,the feeling of being a hindi or telugu or tamil, bengali etc. was dissolved.No matter of all the differences we had,there were few things that were common in all of us.
1. we all curse the professors
2. we all hate to wake up early
3. we all(almost) were prompt to bunk classes.

The reason why i wrote "almost" was because of the guys like rahul who was always into classes like a dog is always into bones.Bunking for him was a sin, a ticket to hell.The almost topper of our department had all the "nakhdas" of being the superior.Just like a superhit actress in bollywood.This guy believed in just one theory of his"A friend in need is not a friend of his".

Classes technically were boring.I remember the cycloids drawing classes and trust me,I really suck big time in visualizing the 3D image of anything.Cmon,drawing triangular mountains and a circular sun on a chart paper took 17 years of mine,how come the perfection in 3D view come in just one semester.Classes on planes and solid geometry added the last nail in the coffin.Stress-strain curves added stress on my mind and strain in my fingers.Still,whatever be the situation,how boring be the classes,there was fun all around.
All I can say"the road to success is always under construction"
GET IT DONE-ENGINEERS

I AM IN LOVE!!!!!!

people say love is pure, love is blind,love is fair,love is unfair,
love enhances oneself or spoils oneself;but i haven't experincd nythn.
my feelings hav not b chnged nor am i. i am still the same guy who
cries watchin any romantic movie,who abuses the indian bowlers
if they are struck for boundaries,who spends useless hours on the
net just refreshing his scrap book....but there is something that ensures
an immense contenment inside me.i am not mad in love,but i love somebody madly.

it's not dat am never sad or negativities dont shoot me cuz am in luv.....
it's not dat i don giva damn bout this world cuz am in luv.....it's not
dat i am not affected by the jeers of this world.....but it's just dat i have
a very very special person on this planet, after talking to whom all my
pains are sublimated,i become abnormally rejeuvenated and
satisfied.My life has been touched 2 da core,and there is a big

difference in me which only i can realize.
I am in love;"i" am in love and 'i' love to be in love!!!''