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This post is all bout the days we loved the most. Our college days. Today i just stumbled upon this video @ youtube which depicts our true feeling for the good ol’ college days.

VOTM @ U2b.in

Yesterday I went to the site http://u2b.in to find that I have been nominated the Reader of the month. It was nice shock to come for a guy who has already broken 3 monitors, 5 Mouse, and 19 keyboards after visiting the site. My general condition after reading the blogs was photographed by the http://u2b.in official photographer Shivkumar.

VOTM @ u2b.in

It was sad to know that he is currently in the hospital getting treated for a massive blow to his stomach by some unknown elements of destruction. The chairman of u2b.in is putting the charges on my maid and watchman for his photographer’s present condition. I am still probing into the case.

Latest new being that I am asked to give an interview (again) by the Editor in Chief of the website http://u2b.in for being their first VOTM. The interview will be published soon.

I have changed myself!!!

Though i have been changing my self from the time i was a kid but tis time its different. I still remember the time when i was a tiny drop of liquid and i took a solid shape to become a human being. That was some 23 years back. after that i had to change my self loads of time Physically and mentally. But not as i the same way as i have done before my birth.

The latest change was when i tried to make a transition from a cool looking politician to a funny looking teenager. From politician i remember i love politics as God loves the Devils, and my interest in politics is as much as that of a House wife in cricket. but still i like my politician looks. because of the simple reason if you have got a politician looks people give you lots of respect. At least when you are in front of them. Here is my photo which was taken when i was at a talk show.

Santosh Politician

But soon it became really difficult to live that way. the other day one of my neighbour came running to my home and said that someone stole his cane which was used by him to command his cow. Now he wants me to ask the policemen to find his cane. and if i don’t do it he was planning to release his Bull on me when i leave my room. I was bolted inside my room for 3 days. ( I have a bathroom which is outside I thought its better to switch to my earlier life that of student.

my student life was not this good and lavish but it was much better and with no tension.(the only tension was GF, Which sadly or luckily i never had any).

Here is how i look when i got my old (new) student looks. The comments i received from all quarters ranged from : “have you seen the serial alif laila in recent past” by one of my collegues to “Dont come to my home till i milk my buffalo or it Continue reading I have changed myself!!!

The Trip

P.S.-> Its been more than 10 days since last message as i was on most outside than on my comp. Here the detail.

Last weekend i was in Bangalore. Some people who meet me there asked me “how come you are in Bangalore?” I told them its been a long time so have come down for a Peg or two. 🙄 The main reason was that i had to get my final year marks card from my college. which as my friends told me will be given only to me and no one else. Now the question arises what i have actually done there. WELL, I had a enjoyed some heartily parties in some of the posh restaurants of Bangalore(if restaurants were not posh by looks than cost-wise they are surely posh). Had quite a few pegs and for those who don’t know they look really cute on my wall. I have just put them on the wall and yet to put cloths on those pegs.

I had a nice 3 days long weekend. But the trips continued. they were many. some necessary some not. some gave relief some not. most ached some not. Just for the readers info, I am a guy who loves to roam, never confined to one place. thats why i was always standing outside my class more than inside. This time i hated those trips to the Loo, due to loose motions. 😥
(For those who are still thinking about the marks card. I am also thinking the same)

Love Labour Lost

Love: • noun 1 an intense feeling of deep affection. 2 a deep romantic or sexual attachment to someone. 3 a great interest and pleasure in something. 4 a person or thing that one loves.

Labour: • noun 1 work, especially hard physical work. 2 workers collectively. 3 (Labour) the Labour Party. 4 The process of child birth.

Lost: past and past participle of LOSE.

I have seen all the three in my small life of 24 years, Collectively and individually. Except those which i have striked out. Let me walk you guys through them some of the situation when i have seen them.

<!--adsense#1-->Love: I love my Dad for being there as a bank and never asked to return his money(as most the banks do)

Labour: It was the most choking moment for me and i was not able to speak few years. Than i grew up learnt to speak

Lost: When my GF asking me have you lost anything and i said “My Mind”

Love and Labour: when My father with lots of love made me wash his Car

Love and Lost: When the bitch i wanted to Make Love with went missing

Labour Lost: The 25paise coin i took out from gutter was taken by the road side bully.

Love Labout Lost: when i forgot the login password to my wordpress account.

It was the most scary moment for me when when i forgot my wordpress login password. 4 hours and no answer. I must be crazy when i was trying for the password. i do remember my password has 6 char. i tried everything but no vain it was the same thing. but suddenly i saw the inevitable. The Caps Lock was on. and voila the mistake is found out and i am back. so the moral of the story keep your password in all CAPS so that no tension of turning off the caps lock.