The Without ticket journey

My father got transferred to a small place in Bihar. So I had to do a three hours special journey to my new home this time. I was already so nervous when I came to know about no power no internet thing. I reached Patna and I had to catch another train to that place. My train arrived late and the train which I had to catch was about to leave. I asked a person over there he told me to get in. This WT journey was something that I always wanted to do but how. What would I do if the TT comes? From where I would pay the fine. What if he takes me to jail. I asked that guy who advised me about this and I irritated him the level which he couldn’t have imagined even in his wildest dreams. At last he told me to sit with him and just asked me one thing Pehli baar Bihar me aae ho. Then I felt proud to be a Bihari :D. He said that it is not only you who is travelling WT and he was correct at his point. If I had taken ticket and I would have shown to the TT then I would have felt myself as like an alien between everyone.
While sitting in a compartment of a local train without a fan and the bogie laden with passengers to the core. I had some wonderful experiences. A samosa wala came who was selling samosas of 1 rs each and it was damn tasty :P. The fear of getting caught by the TT was always ticking somewhere in my heart, And the fear al most came true when someone Said that TT is coming with GRP people. It was like meri fatt gai and aur bhi fatt gai when many of them jumped out of the train. Those people included that guy too who advised me this non-sense. Being new to the place I had no idea what to do. Well the TT came and checked everybody’s ticket. I had decided that I will say that I lost the ticket, I am ready to pay fine and please don’t take me to jail. I had my college I card ready to show them that see I study in Bangalore and I am new to this place. The TT came to my side without saying a word to me or even asking about the ticket he went ahead. May be because I was the one who looked like a responsible citizen on India. A 2 hour journey changed to 5 hours long and when I reached home I saw the place I was like having the biggest shock of my life. But there were many train journeys coming on the way. Someday later I will tell you about this :P. Till now let me enjoy these moments which includes 6 hours of power supply and a scorching heat. Yet I have found a cyber cafe which charges 50 rs an hour so no internet problem.BTW I think I need to post another blog to tell you about the place

Now Bored With Life

The second blog I bring to you after the third bottle of glucose has been given to me.I have missed two of my internals and given rest two of them in high fever.Last night I got so much frustrated that I almost cried but I am a tough guy crying don’t suits me. Stuti di I lied to you when I called you I was still in hospital at that time. Photon plus rocks \m/ Carry anywhere internet will continue. only they don’t let me remain wake up till long in night, WTF. I am just worried about that hospital bill :|. PS: I have completed my first roadies selection video in the same high fever and I want you people to vote me to get into next round. For more check my status message.

Ok lets get to the point. The purpose of writing this blog was that how boring my life and the world around me has gone. How it bites me so badly that I want to get rid of it. I landed in Bangalore on 27^th august 2007 and now two years are about to complete. First year was exciting as for the first time I got experienced with many things. And then after I reached in second year out of hostel staying with new roommates. First few months passed with no problems. Then there came ego clashes and fights and big fights. If felt like I have been subjected to some kind of cycle going to college returning back and all those non sense.

I need something different now. I am really bored with all these things. I am bored with seeing the same old face from two years and two years more to continue. I am fed up of that alarm which rings every morning at 9:00 AM and then at 4:20 PM. And moreover I am bored of myself. With that fever screwing my life once again I don’t think anyone will save me from a year back. My internals marks are not going to increase and in few months my fate will be decided.

I want to get out of this hospital. This old man at my right side farts too much. I think this is the time to leave all things I am addicted with and start it all again. I have made some really good friends with time just hope that they don’t forget me. For four years consecutively I won the best spammer award at different positions. That fetched me nothing. From two years I am winning Quiz competition in my college and also that GD in which no one speeks. Even they are not going to fetch me anything.

It’s been 8:00 PM and my friends are here so I need to stop this and catch you people later.

PS : don’t blame on me for so many mistakes. I am really frustrated with all of it happening. I really want to share my problems with my someone but I have got no one. Not even that F’Ked up people who cannot miss a single internals for me

My Friend Bobby

I have got a unique friend circle.Not because my friends are unique but because they are my friend. I am writing this story while I am in hospital and just taken 2 bottles of glucose. They say that khali dimag shaitan ka ghar ban jata hai this is the effect of some kind of that feeling. So the story starts with my friend bobby who always keeps crying that his cat ran away after 20 days he fed him came to me and asked me that I write so good stories why don’t I write one for him. So simply to make the matter rafa dafa I said that I will write something for him. The thing is that when you talk something in favour of him he becomes so much happy that it cannot be described here,it would be pretty gay to say that. So I forgot that talk and became busy with my life (crap).Again after few days bobby came back to me and demanded the same thing. So I replied him that how can I write something for him as stories are written for them who do something different, bobby said that he will do something different and he will make me write something for him :-\.

I never thought that he has thrown me some challenge until a day when I saw him coming and he is making a donkey riding his back. In reply to the obvious question that when the hell this he is replied that everyone rides a donkey but he has done something different so now it’s time that I write something for him. I said it is not different it is insane go do something different.

Again the matter closed for few days until one day I got a call for him asking me to meet at some place. He said that this will really make me write a story for him. Cursing myself that why did I made such a promise to such a person I went to see him. This time he had called me at his home and was really wishing that he don’t make me write my first gay experience of my life. After reaching his home when my hands were about to reach that call bell button I heard some weird barking sound. I thought that he has bought home some new breed of dog at his home instead what I saw shocked me.

I saw my dear lovable friend bobby tied to a rope as they do to the dogs and he is behaving like them. With a strange feeling I stepped inside the gate and at that moment he jumped upon me as like a bulldog and my first gay experience was about to be written when he said. Look this is something different please write a story for me. I was like WTF. I asked him to get away from me and told him that it is not different it is pagalpan and some special words which I don’t want to post here :P. I really wish that I don’t get this type of task when I perform in roadies battleground.

Fuming at him I returned back to my place. I was shocked for three days and forgot to take food twice because I simply kept thinking about that incident. It’s not that some kind of gay feelings were coming over me instead I was completely shocked. I am still shocked that’s why I am not getting appropriate words for this. This incident kept rotating into my mind for several days and when I was about to forget this chapter my best friend again called me and said that this time he will really make me write a story about himself. I was so much irritated by him that I simply begged him that please don’t call me again or do anything insane. I will do write a story for you

So my dear friends this the story of bobby which he finally made me write.

PS: I don’t have any gay feelings towards him. He too is straight and me too

Can we love IC370

India community on orkut has crossed 800k members last month and now is very fastly moving to get 900k members.It feels proud be a member of that community.When I joined it back in 2006 it had only about 250k members .3 years I have spent in the community and India community was never this strict. The number of rules and regulations that have been imposed in that community makes me feel that I am back to my school. There is an official thread for everything and when you post your query in that thread no one replies but when you make a thread for the query, mods delete it. Irony !!

The time I had joined there it was like a bunch of hate mongers and Ad threads.At that time these threads were known as spam threads which killed 75% of time of the mods but still with 6 mods at that time community was running very well and now with 10 moderators it feels like chaos.Every mod is into his own rules and it seems that not all mods agree with each other. Now people fear posting in any of the topic that they may get removed if any of the mod consider it as spaming. Trolling is fun and not every member can spend his time in HC or just fighting over religious issues. It is not all the time that IC video is released or IC awards happen Member want something different and just in a search of finding different they get banned


I know Azam,Vishal,Utkarsh.tushar,Nithya are doing a hard job to keep that community clean and spam free. But if active members have to suffer in it then is it worth it ? U enter IC and what u see : fight and sex - The Ever Hot Topic ! If someone tries to do something different sooner than later, he gets the action. Mods love few buttons: ban, remove, delete.


One thing mods should also know is that no one gives a damn to this community or any other community on orkut or facebook. And if it continues then it will not take much time for this comm to become a passenger train and the comm’s activeness will not be much more than IPFC or IR. Its Just because of so many rules that very less members are left active there and comm’s activeness is as good as any other comm on orkut !! who are active and keep the community alive are their just because they love the community and in return they don’t deserve a ban or remove just because he/she have spammed or a warning coz he/she is not behaving as a particular mod wants. Just think about it there are many communities on orkut but still we are
their coz we are IC ADDICTED


Becoming mod of India community is not a privilege it is a responsibility. Some mod thinks that just because he is a moderator he can utter anything he wants is not at all correct. Many people here consider IC their second home and people like me have found best friends through this community only. Let us love IC370 and not make us feel that IC is boring am just entering here coz I am addicted to it.

PS:Thank you Simran for getting my mistakes corrected :D