string theory

sometimes to straighten out things, we unintentionally perplex it for others, and string theory is one of the many examples of it...string theory is as complicated as making eatable chappatis for mess anna's...

the very words -- string theory colligate a new dimension of human intelligence, unapprehended by most.

this intelligence is always envied by others and nascences the so called inferiority complex...

string are the most fundamental particles. Every century man changes the definition of the most fundamental particle,starting from atom to strings. a century from now may be we will have some new fundamental particle!!!

strings are like guitars. In string theory, as in guitar playing, the string must be stretched under tension in order to become excited. like guitar produces musical notes, strings produces elementary particles...

thats explain most people favoritism towards music, as we all are nothing but megastructures of strings. but average size of string is 10exp{-33}, still unrealistic figure to be measured !!!

there are some people for whom you can't help but cursing for ridiculing our life to bunch of equations and inexplicable theories and jargons...we are losing the practical grip as ourlife is lived under the aegis of approximation of theories...

strings could be one of the many excuses permeated into the human mind. Excuse: inherent right of human being to explain every situation or to hide faults/inability. String theory could be the excuse to explain nature. A theory which very few people will question(as a majority of them won't understand) and will praise it(to hide their ignorance).

in short, a perfect EXCUSE......

oh hell, wish i could manipulate things like that....

trichy meri jaan

every day is a new quest,not for knowledge but for survival..
to NIT, Trichy, a place where subsistence is a privilege...

the day starts and ends with the search of food...
those at the lower strata of food chain have resources
 at their disposal,
only the king needs to hunt...
but what are we here???
not more than the base of the food chain...
but still you need to walk or rather stride through rocky
tracks to get your breakfast,
if you wish to...
even for thinking of eating in morning through the tedious
path gets the thought out of your mind...
then due to unavailability of any night food court
 most of the nocturnals have to sleep hungry...
nowadays it has become an order...

How about walking a mile to drink water??
m not living in a desert but still many a time
water is not there...
water is there for watering garden, but not for
students to drink or bathe...

and six hours a day power cut...its a dark dark world...
for studying during exam make-shift camps are
provided by authority...
this is not just all....
unavailabilty of net in hostel rooms, poor boys to girl ratio,
the tropical sun,........

to add  more salt to burn we have the normal dept. panga's ..
but i guess that happens anywhere...
but the burnt level is third degree if anybody happens to be ece...
and to add red chilli to burn, we have the slowing economy...
i bet its the worst time to be in here...

one thing you surely learn here is act of survival.....


the next morning is a new day...

I believe

is this the end of the road or the start of unknown....

sometimes signs of survival are not there...

sometimes the outcome of the event doesn't matters...

sometimes the fear of loosing doesn't exists...

even after debacle there is calmness all over...

is it the sign of restoration after violent storm, or a sign of defeat...

i survived because i believed...

and i will survive because i believe..

AFter-eFFects and RaTz

reader: are you nuts?
me: why?
reader: how can you frame so much crap{wicketless}?
me: sorry my lady, its not at all crap...its the pragmatic view of our world...
reader: to hell with it...
me: how many chapters have you gone through?
reader: gadsby2, my first love.
me:okay.
reader: gadsby was a novel without "E"?
me: yes.
reader:that was a good read.but first love literally gave me head-ache.
me: why?
reader: thought you will name someone but at the end you made a dumbass of the readers. thats not the way great writer writes. like a king they never displease their subjects.
me: neither i am a great writer nor a king. i write because i want to write.
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reader: whats up with you these days?
me: nothing. joined CAT tuitions.
reader: so you also joined the rat race....
me: hmmm...
reader: well don't you think we have been rats since a long....
me: i saw jaane tu...recently only...and moreover i didn't find any common connection between jai singh rathod and commoners.
reader: shut up...i meant from starting only we have been taught not to win but be a rat...only the fittest survives...
me:what?
reader: we are not even rats but some blind rodents...we are taught to run after something and we have to fetch it...firstly to excel in school, then in board exams, then competitive exams, then jobs...the chain continues...how many people really question themselves, what they are doing is what they like...they just run in the rat race...thouasands wanted to be engineers before they tested the water, but how many now after going through 2-3 years really want to be engineer...most regret they are on the wrong side...
me: count me in the list!!
reader: the world is a big jungle habitated by blind rodents everyone following the wrong trail...gifted leaders are in some other line, and some bastards sobs are in politics, who are perfect for running laundries...gifted people are lost in the crowd...
me: is this the ROCK-ON effect...
reader: no the wicketless effect....a pragmatic view of the world...
me: **** *.
reader:hehhe...whats yr next topic...m really awaiting it...
me: may be you....may be this cha(a)t...

gadsby 2

living without that is not that comfy. you bring in ultra-frustation in your living just as i am finding it right now. you jump into limits. but still you want it to bang on always. joy of staying in this is only found once you pull in what it is. "That" is not that difficult to pull out. still not figuring it out?
travail a bit hard and you will finally find "that"? sounds absurd.?
but not...
what is "that"?

it is nothing but fifth on the list of ABC. and i am just about to finish publishing 100 words without it.
that's it.....

no more living without "E".

my first love, ch-7

there's some hysteria associated with these terms---my first love or mera pehla pyar. you feel butterflies flying in stomach, those old etched memories comes in a flash. those memories never become bad sector.people often do not realize their first love but those who have materialised are the destined ones...

you feel the rhythm of life being played ...you hum all day long "pehla nasha"...you start believing in life and yourself...even in the darkest tunnel you find a shaft of light...moreover you start fantasizing about stuffs unbelievable...the arome of first love will never be lost...first love should be raison d'être of one's life...and i was destined to find mine...

i can say with quite assurance that i was a non-believer in the institution of love.i thought its just one of the hormone cycle of homosapiens.u see and feel things which are not there, and when other homosapien also responds to your stimuli with a postive response, and sees and feels the same way, a flower called love blossoms. or otherwise it remains etched in ones memory as many of the bad episodes. and first love becomes the first flop show .

about my first love...its not a flop show, coz its being played by me and not by jaspal bhatti. in finding your true and first love, luck plays an important role thats why i said only destined people gets it........sitting idly in hostel during one of the many blackouts i decided to go internet lab. i was online that day almost 4 hours n didn't want to strain my eyes furtheer but something told me to go..as usual i started with the normal routine--gmail, facebook, toi and orkut..the speed was comparable to dial-up and as a results many of the pages were not opening(here also luck played an important role). and i was forced to harp on orkut...here sitting on my home page was my first love........





at first instinct i cudn't realize my first love, just like a normal human..then i read my today's fortune--- "your first and last love is - self-love". I encountered my first love.......all other are second..

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Question mark ??? ---1


one of my compatriot and may be your's too is "?". Everything, Everywhere, Every work you do, "?" follows... the discussion of "?" is endless. Einstein quoted' Universe and human stupidity are endless, and i doubt the first'..."?" have a very close relation with human stupidity..............
"?" - Question Mark remains a symbol of not only human stupidness but also inquistiveness, reasoning and the modern human world...
if a person sitting under an apple tree wouldn't have asked the question -"why this apple falls down'?'" to himself, gravity wouldn't have been discovered. This post wouldn;t have been possible if there wouldn;t have been some "?" striking in someone's mind and the solution to these trillions of "?" only made possible our modern world..."?" signifies technological development ..
the way the questions are seeded in different minds gives the outlook of the person...inquistive people always wonder why "?". { in my glory days i used to be one of them}. well stupidity comes from here from some of these intelligentsia...what has a person with weirdo habits hovering over zillions of equations sipping tonnes of coffee has contributed? a sane solution to an insane problem, bearing no relation to nature around us, unsolved from centuries in between losing his sanity...its important to have a rational and inquistive"?"...
and another type of why "?" which is encountered commonly--- why the fuck i did this? Its a very common form of "?" generally used by people to vent out frustration..no extra credits for guessing my question--why the fuck am i writing this?? to vent out my frustration or to show people that i am a vampire {i sucked blood out of your brain!!! } and for you ---why the fuck am i reading it...
THIS ANSWER IS ENDLESS----some fellas decided to link world...a guy called tim berners lee excogitated the idea of internet...internet was born... 2 super intelligent man ---brin and page launched google..they hired best in the business....their empire grew...they decided to launch something for bloggers..they opened blogger.com...i stumbled upon it and got intersested in blogging ...one nite i wrote this...one fine day you clicked the link to my blog and you started reading this...
well this is just a part of the answer... i haven;t included how computers and laptops came into existent...and this thread is infinite...well einstein once again proved himself right---human stupdity is endless...by questioning yourself you are only fortifying einstein's stand....human stupidity is endless because questions are endless....

To be continued....

5. mirage

"time is the master of all."

everyone in this world seems to be transparent but its a mirage. things which appear are always not the way we comprehend. only time reveals the truth about everyone and everything. something in your life changes your perceptance about very principles on which you live. the most pesky feeling comes when you are cheated by someone close, or rather comprehend it when the truth is what you don't want to believe but it is true.
the true tests for everyone and everything comes with time and it exemplifies the semblances.

ch-4, absurdity

life is absurd without absurdity.everything have some absurdity associated with it.measure of contentment is the measure of un-absurdness.rice floating in rasam is absurd to me,but same for other guy it is pure satisfaction . the rule of absurdity states that what may appear absurd may not be absurd to others. "But emaciating 4 yrs in nitt is surely absurd to majority."
the more absurdity i associate with life creates more frustration and reasons for more absurdity.absurdity thus can be defined a monotonically increasing factor, unless interrupted by some rehab or may be some living classes.still reading this absurd post..this is how absurdity grows....

goal scored, ch-3

mere sapno ki rani kab aayegi tu,
beete jaye jindagani(JAWANI) kab aayegi tu,
.....aayi ruth mastani kab aayegi tu,
chali aa hoho chali aa..........

there are 2 kinds of people in world--single and committed...and by committed i entail a gal or a guy....and for god's sake not studies and your other divulgences.koi preeti ke peeche hai toh koi richa,kisi ko priyanka mili toh kisi ko ankit...story sab same hai...this is the season of fresh aroha.well this is also the season of chinks.no offences offered here. WHY the saeson of chinks?
coz olympics!!!don't take it on your heart baby!!

single remains in a different cosmos and committed in their only world. single's stay together waitin for their turn to travel in hyperspace to find other single to form their world...{in next posting i am thinking of correlating string theory }

there is a hardly any soul who never fancied someone.its in the hormone.for a time being priority do changes, sometime somewhere someone"s first priority would have been to be loved.and love here all others manifested with it{i do imply lust here}.some have scored the goal, but some people remain wicketless...

where do you belong??

chapter- 2, rock on

you should be wondering why i haven't written chapter-1...well may be one day my blog will become the harry potter of www...with thousands of fans reading it in 50 different languages in 150 countries...i will be richer than mayavati(thaz bocz j.k.rowling is richer than queen of england and i regard mayavati as queen of india)...i will be adsense's biggest customer...i will have thousands of fan ...and my movies will be made by dreamworkz(coz i prefer an indian anil ambani)...rights will be sold in millions...penguin india will run after me to write more books...and may be that one chapter as prequel will earn me billions for charity.............


hold on.....where are you flying....well i have already told this is blog is very practical... i haven't written chapter one bcoz i dont feel like writting it...
dil kya kehta hai mera kya mei bataon,
tum yeh samajhoge sayad mei pagal hoo,
dil kya kehta hai mera kya mei bataon,
tum yeh samajhoge sayad mei pagal hoo,
dil karta hai tv tower pe mei chad jaon,
chilla chilla ke mei sabse keh doo
ROCK ON!!!

zero

welcum readers,
this is wicketless, a very pragmatic view to world in which i live....well if you think the title of my blog seems somewhat similar, than my dear reader you are not at all wrong...this blog title is evolved from the blog of my nearest and dearest friend("goalless")...this is a real tribute to that great journal...well i said nearest friend tahts bcoz he lives in the very next room of mine!! and wicketless coz ma cricket fan and he kept goaless coz he is a soccer fan...rock on sp...