This holi was one of the ebst ever for me…Why? cuz I spent it on the banks of ganga in rishikesh. It was an eventful weekend as we (around 30 ppl in all) celebrated an extended holi with white water rafting (2 sessions of 28 km and 24 km respectively), body surfing, cliff jumping, mountain climbing, rappling, kayaking, beach volley ball, etc…
The rafting part was especially adrenalin pumping. It was just an amazing experience as we passed over thrilling rapids like “The Wall”, “Daniel’s dip”, “3 Blind Mice”, “Crossfire”, etc…And when are boat filpped over the crossfire and I went under the water for about 5 seconds in the raging rapid, it was one hell of a feeling…..it seemed as if I had spent an eternity coming towards the light….
Most of the time we all were body surfing in the water instead of being on the raft…
I also climbed a mountain and though I didnt feel it at the time, my hands were shaking when I came down finally and I just coudn’t move my forearms, such was the stress that one had to put on the fore arms…
And the standing under the waterfall was so kewl, it felt like someone was massaging my back and head (albeit with hammers instead of hands)…
All in all, it was one great trip….
Neways, enuff abt the trip, I’ve my visa interview tomorrow, so wish me luck….

Am back from home but still there’s not much time to write much…Am unable to visit you all too. Please bear with me for a few more days …

Meanwhile, just wanted to let u guys know that yesterday, bro and me gifted a Maruit Alto to Dad as a birthday gift. His first car…Dad was so happy and I was even happier cuz it was my first step to *try to* repay everything he has done for me so far…

And yes, my roommate has written something that is in context of a common friend of ours but applies universally. It happens so often with the poor male species..tsk tsk..
Go and read “Neha Network Systems” by Amit.

The last couple of weeks went in so much of agony. The agony of being bored to death. Now, I don’t have a TV at home. So, my only source of entertainment once I reach my place is my roommates’ computer (or Dabba, as we lovingly call it). We squat around it religiously every night as The Show begins. Some times a movie that i downloaded at work and managed to get it written onto a CD but generally it is re-runs and re-reruns and re-re-reruns of “Friends”. Don’t laugh cuz though we have memorized most of the dialogues by now but they are our only hope and sahara. Then the show is followed by an un-ending loop of songs that are in abundance.

Just when I had started utilizing the “Never Played” section of winamp (How I was horrified to see about 20 GB out of the total 43 GB collection listed there), something happened. We were happily watching “Friends” as usual, Chandler made a PJ, I threw back my head laughing (since my sense of humour is so pathetic that i find pleasure in those PJs), as my head came back forward and my eyes started to open again, I expected to find a bustling “cafe perk” in front of me, but instead I found a pair of eyes staring back at me from a dark background. What was the horrifying part behind this was that those eyes were my own, belonging to a reflection that aws cast in the now-blank screen. Too dumbfounded, I coudn’t move for a few seconds. After gathering my senses, opened the CPU cabinet, hoping it was just some lose wire or something. But my heart skipped a beat on seeing the soot covered Power supply. Yeah guys, the power supply was gone.

We mourned the passing of our pyaara dabba into coma for complete two minutes (that is the maximum attention span I can give to anything). And our life has been hell since then…
Neways, thanks for listening to one of the most tragic incidents of my life. But here’s the good news…
My roomie’s got a new power supply and its gonna be one rolicking night. Hope my landlords aren’t feeling too sleepy today cuz they aren’t gonna get any……
Dabbe, Rock on….:)