I Am What I Am - An Ode to the End

10 days.

The last 10 days of the decade.

The last 10 days of the IIT dream.

Its over.

Over.

4 years past, who am i?

I am Babban.

I etched your lyrics on my arm, the arm that punched you.

How can you judge me, who are you to tell me what to do...

I drink, I smoke, I sleep, I fail, I fuck chicks for 7 hours straight

And I am not hymen coz im not sorely depressed... yet.

I am what I am.

Whorer of bass, banbanator of chicks, and not entirely gay.

And I don't need you to save me.

I am Hilani.

I was the first to find you, and the yet the one you bemoan.

Keep your petty grievances to yourself, lest i unleash my own...

I drink, but might not have with you, I smile, with or perhaps at you...

I wrestle, because I like to be tested, I sleep early, I prefer to have rested...

I remembered your birthday, did you remember mine?

I am what I am.

Forever 12 year old, smiler extraordinaire, and... I have wings.

And you don't have the balls to hate me.

I am Gosavi.

Dont waste your fire on me, you have no anger to feed it.

I never asked for your bother, but not because I did not need it.

I talk to myself, I cant tell you what I say,
I'l get you your weed even if you cant pay

I'l stay up with you to drink 12 pegs all night.
Or day.

I am what I am.

StreetHustler, Misspeller...

Casual Sex Scorer, the Designated Pourer.

Fear me, because you can never understand me.

I am Laud.

Im not drowning again, I never will be.

Its cool that you were there, but I would have been fine,

I know you make fun of me, and that town of mine,

I run away, I sleep all day, I will always have brothers and others in our way

and yet you cannot find me at fault, speaks more of you than it does of me

I am what I am.

Puker, fsae-geeker, Dont-Mind-Getting-Really-Beat er.

And one day you will know me without Kota.

I am Hymen

I was there... when we started out.

When we dreamt around, created and found.

I was there, when hope died, when the metal arrived,

when we could see the whole city at first light.

I crash and burn, I twist, I turn, I turn my back on the world and run

Check this post once a year coz I'm not done, I'm not done.

I am what I am.

Hopelessly romantic, sufficiently pedantic, break the champagne, it'l bring out my antics.

I'm still here and I dont need you to come back for me.

I am IIT.

Creator of dreams, destroyer of destinies

"how can one little place, swallow so many lives"

what you have that you could never see

what could have been, but shall never be

the band that conquered the world, the gods of the empire

the blog that makes you rich, the goa highway through the nagpur ditch

The circle of life, the circle of dreams, circles of possibilities in an endless stream

I am what I am.

I will give you everything you want and in return I will take your soul

and in its place you'l have just a big black hole

and when the hole finally starts to ache...

well... you'll be back.

wher your high

"when your high your stupid."
see the greatness of this statement.
it conveys the message while sounding extremely stupid and therby is funny in a way like the rest of this post.

carrying babies to the river.
where on the banks lays the cradle,


make then sleep and cry.

AND BY THE WAY..

Hilani has cracked yet another elections, getting two more elected to insti posts, thus cementing his place in the poltu hall of fame.

Manjan has cracked one of his many apps, supposedly his lowest one, but what the f, he's going to the US and getting paid for it, where he'll be a computer engineer.

Laud has become FSAE's poster boy, a star, an idol, a leader of men and children, and yet he is as humble as ever, as bad a guitarist as ever, as goan as ever.

Gosavi has finally quit smoking, or so he says, because his lips went black, hence his new nickname, "Julie Black Lips"

And I, well I are still I, you can edit this if u think differently, correction, you can tell manjan and he can edit this.

And finally, yes ladies and gents, finally, tonight,
Bayern Munich has won 7 - 1 at home, to some random ass team, in a champions league knockout tie, making it 12 - 1 aggregate, because of their 5 - 0 away win.
So much so that finally Ten Sports has also acknowledged them.


but then, lets see what happens in the future

The end..

The end of an era..
The end of it all..

No more shall we hear Hilani.. ever.. pluck a guitar string.. with lights flashing
As a steady bass line merges it with the extremely deep meaningful vocals that all our performances have had.

No more shall we hear Bathhal.. ever.. skip a beat.. with that smile on his face
As we stare bewildered at what has suddenly gone wrong... and try to fix it without letting the world know.

No more shall we hear Manjan.. ever.. put the audience in a trance.. with Crowds roaring, and Children Moshing(Good Band Name)
As all the veins pop out of his neck. As We begin to believe that nothing can go wrong... As We(I) struggle to show even a fraction of the energy that he displays on stage.

No more shall we ever see Laud.. ever.. waiting for us as we leave stage just to comfort us by saying, "God tha"...
Hoping that he was playing.. yet never actually trying to.

No more shall we ever imagine gosavi.. ever.. sitting, stoned, drunk, with his head between his hands..
Mouthing the words to every song we have played..

No more shall you ever see me.. ever.. playing a guitar with fewer than 6 strings..
All that i'll do is pluck a six stringer.. singing my favourite tunes.. for now there is no reason to imagine to have a chance at the rock and roll dream...

No more.. No more..
The end of an AD.
The end of stacatto as we know it.
The end of an era.

Thank You ladies and gentlemen, sorry for boring you if we did, it means a lot to us that you took time out of your busy schedule to come watch us.

NOW MOSH!!

Public Apology to The GosMan

Sorry Rahega Dost...
Kal jyada hi mast kaata tera...

You did not come to Goa for the sake of T-fest, so we just extracted our cold hearted revenge on you.
Please Forgive Me.

Alas that these evil days should be mine, that I should live to see the last days of the Circle.

The World Is Changing !!!

Both Norse and Narci kinda promised last night they would post today ...
Filthy little lying bastards!

I have no faith. I would like to hope they prove me wrong sometime. But they dont.
C'est ma vie.


Laud has been cursed by the Liz affliction. In the absence of Liz he's taken upon himself the monumental responsibility of being the girl of the group.

Hilani is mugodmax. I suppose it was inevitable when he settled in h4 with cvn mugoo.

Hymen is sutarimax... never has any freaking money. Blows it all to dust. Literally.

But they came...
They came.
Hilani came with Toefl in 2 days. And drank!!!
Norse came to Sunny and he dint smoke. And he came with 500 rupees!!!
And Laud... Laud came after 20 minutes. Alone. To Sunny. On a Cycle!!!

Fuck.I'm proved wrong enough for a long time.
And maybe...just maybe. Maybe one of them will see this post by themselves and post. Maybe thats asking too much. Maybe not.

Maybe I should go to my quiz!!!

24:7.. not quite

Half asleep.. Exam tomorrow.. 1st midsem.. The one that will set the tone for the coming week.
Trying to concentrate, trying to work, so much to do, so much to see, on the verge of sleep, on the verge of waking up, pigeons flying in my room.. What the fuck?!!.. Ah.. just the pigeon couple, that has decided to use my room for a breeding ground, going at it.. But there's some one hammering on my door.. Who could it be at this ghastly hour, i mean it isnt even one yet. "KAUN HAI?".. "Mai".. "ABE KAUN 'MAI'.. SONE DE.. $**%&.. (read as Maa ki) ".. "Abe khol na"

K.. Gosavi hai... But then there is a second voice.. "Oye".. Crack, Hilani bhi hai. I open the door and in run the bouncy duo.. fresh after finishing another paper. One more down for them..
"FIFA FIFA FIFA".. Damn! I have to study.. paper tomorrow.. But even i wanna play.. Chal ek game khelte hain.. its not even one yet. FIFA.. Man Utd.. AC Milan.. Barcelona.. Chelsea.. Names from the past, names from the future.. A past engrossed with football.. A future, that is bound to be full of it, courtesy a joystick from anti wing..

There's a strange noise from my comp.. Messiah is buzzing.. 'Fifa?', comes the prompt question from his side.. kadak.. Aaa jaa.. gosavi hilani bhi hain.. Joystick hai.. Infy khel rahe hain.
3 min.. aata hoon.. and he's true to his words.. 3 mins. and hes here..


4 ppl.. in one room.. Shouting at each other.. yelling in both agony and ecstacy.. reminds one of the golden days.. the tourney.. the planning.. the detail..
20 ppl.. SPANISH BANNED HAI.. AREY KYUN??.. BAS AISE HI.. SPANISH IN SEA IS EQUIVALENT TO PERSIANS ON LAND.. ARE MEIN CANNON GALLEONS NAHI BANAOONGA.. UNHE BAN KAR DO.. MUJHE BINA GALLEONS KE BHI CHALEGA SPANISH.. FART HAI.. MEIN KAHOONGA MEIN PERSIANS LOONGA AUR HAATHI NAHI BANAOONGA.. FART HAI.. MAA CHUDAO.. DITCH YAAR KAR LO BAN.
The good times :P.. now all we can have is times like today..

The day goes by.. ek aur tournament.. when do i study? Ditch yaar.. aata hai.. aur khelte hain.. Nappy comes.. he machaos unexpectedly like always with his sly grin.. as he upsets a shouting Messiah 2 - 1.. FIFA.. ahh FIFA.. Nothing else matters.. Nothing else.. no placements.. no midsems.. no GRE.. no TOEFL.. nothing.. good times.. Sunny chalte hain yaar.. scope exams hain.. instead 2 on 2 khelte hain..

"Today was a good day.Today used to be everyday not too long ago.Is seldom now....but is hearteningly so."(I stole your words, you deserve it.)

Once.. this would be 24:7 in the life of the circle.. once was a long time ago.. it probably will never return.. Today will become tomorrow.. tomorrow will become next week.. and next week will become December.. MOODI and then.. yes ladies and gents, finally, yes, the circle is going to GOA.. That too after 3 of 5 members are placed :P. Lotsa free booze for me.. yo y0 yO

Can't wait.. for Goa..

Lanban.. exam tomorrow.. Not gonna sleep tonight.. It 's worth it.

Reminiscing - the gone, the old and the fuzzy

Thought I'd have a bath today... long have I foreseen the day of the Bath. Let it be today.
Open my cupboard. A big bag. ABSOLUT. JAMESON. Shout out to me.
Stop.

Think for a moment.

Reminisce.

Mood Indigo 2005.
The greatest festival on Earth.
The single best week of my life.
Not THE beginning... but certainly A beginning. (cant you tell that line is stolen... I aint that good)
Have you ever felt like you're not really sure whether you are awake.... or still dreaming? (Steal my words, I deserve it.)
Is not knowing what to say the same as not knowing? (Put me in jail for Grand Theft Auto...)
If you dont remember the past... how is it any different from a dream?

Pieces of a memory... strung like beads, rather like newspaper clippings of a long gone serial killer's excursions... You know he is real and only human, but behind the wall of time n fading memories, perforated by the peepholes of evanescent public interest, he becomes a legend.
Moving through shadow, a wisp... the Shadow himself, incarnate, invincible.

Pieces of a memory. Like the ragged beggar you see on your way home everyday who just refuses to die... Till you begin to wish he wouldn't ever. So that when he does die, he will be resurrected in your memory as the hero. The martyr.
The Light himself, incarnate, doomed to bear your sins and die.

Pieces of a memory. The smaller the holes, the more glorious the view. The less you can see... the more you can imagine.

Slam down the phone... Dude! Fuck Shaan, Lets drink!
Have a small leaky plastic glass of beer... and please dont puke in public.
Dude, what the fuck are we doin in the girls hostel? The girls dont care, what the fuck's your problem?
Dude, isn't this the first time you had a drink?No man, this is the first time I ever had a drink.
Sugar gets you high... so does a C10 and RS. And I aint responsible for I might do tonight.

And remember people, smoking is injurious to health.

Pieces of a memory. The holes are small enough.
Mood Indigo 2005.
The greatest festival on Earth.
The single best week of my life.
Not THE beginning... but certainly A beginning.

I think I have heard all this before. Am I awake...or still dreaming?
Goodnight.

Goldi-norse-locks !!!

Hey look...

Someone's been sleeping in my bed, eating my porridge... and what the f... posting in my blog !!!

Well u black lazy goldilocks norsewhore, go find yourself some other page coz

C'est ma vie.
This is my life.

Hmm...u know actually i could let you post here, if u can pry one lukha lauda away from his bhaiyya's love and get him to post too... Now wont that be fun!!!

The Hand of Hilani...

The world is in still in shock as spain takes the trophy... Their first major win after .... 44 YEARS.
What do u think was so special about this year. Its not like this year's spanish team is too good or something. Nor is germany a weak or sloppy team. Infact the odds should be stacked against spain.
Yet they won.
All of spain is in celebration. Happy just to have the win, anyhow.Rest of the world is in shock.They cant explain what just happened. Its impossible.

Yet noone knows the real reason behind Espana's conquest.
They cheated. or almost so. They had...

The Hand of Hilani.

You dint really think it was a coincidence that spain shud win their first title after 44 yrs precisely when hilani was around doing lukha in Barca, did you...?

Well its not.

I know none of you believe me... but wait for it. I will show you proof.
Soon.
Wait for it.

Beware of the Hand of Hilani.
You have been warned.

Summer '08

The world rushes at us.. with 3 out of 5 of the members of the circle passing out in a year.. Sitting for placements in half a year.. 6 months, 1 sem.. it marks probably the end of an era.
Yet, some are ready, while some are not..

Narcissist is just itching to pass out, so he can ask his dad for a loan. Europe is his playground this summer.
Julie is dreaming about his political future, while doing his intern in a blast furnace in NGP.
Messhole is sitting in NZ checking out the opp. gender, and doing one of the coolest projects he could have gotten, and actually learning stuff, prolly gonna become a prof. lets see.
Laud, laud is laud, he's with his bhaiyya in Bangalore, just glad that he's doing a PT.
And me, i am looking at a wrecked past, and trying to find an escape route, from what my future holds(hard work), but there is no path open to me. Thank god i have more than just 6 months.

This is how the Circle is spending there penultimate summer apart, cant wait till the juntax returns, we have to do something.

Seek the formless...

Whoa...

Everyone's exploring... we're sprouting wings...
Hilani's watching football in Barcelona...
Laud is watching Iron Man in NYC Baby...
I'm watching this dumb sky tower out of my window every damn day and night...
Even the norsebitch is finally seeing the sights of a whole new world that resides just oustide his room... venturing as far as to go even outside iit... man has he grown balls or wt?

Hey where is juliedabitcha?
Techfest seems to have eaten julie up or something, I havent heard from him since he joined the brigade...
Julieeeeeeeeeeee, tu kuthe??
:(

C'est Ma Vie ... ???

Check out this blog...
The last 5 posts are all by Worthless Rantings ... Hence C'est Ma Vie.

This Is MY Life!

Atleast I'm the only one who would care to document it.... :P

Anyway besides the rantings.... techfest's up!
Its the first tfest in 3 years that has actually got my notice. The publicity and the hype really do get you pumped up. I mean, the lectures, the mascot, the competitions and boy, the afternites.... sure look sexy.
One day past ... What a Damper!!
A boring and lacklustre performance ... overhyped ... overpriced ...
And what's with a juggler dropping his balls ... And then doing it again ...

Dropped their balls alright ....

I just wish Laser Floyd is better...
I think it will be...
I hope it will be...

Or maybe I shud just go to the Gaming Zone and mope around for 2 days having free food and playing Dota and AoE and FIFA and UT.... hmmm...
Techfest roxxx.... yeahhhh!!!

Who Let The Dogs Out!!!......Finally!

Who's to say we didn't go to the moon.... when noone saw us not doing it??
Man it's been such a long time.... but it's all coming back....from whence it came....

Finally a beer and butter chicken night out with the circle... plus chwanga and tiwari....

By the way, after much deliberations and numerous chickening outs, we have decided to kick liz out of the circle...
Of course in itself the circle is immutable, and cannot be changed because everyone has a unique role to play.
But the important thing to realise is getting kicked out and missing all the fun, being outcast and discriminated against, being ridiculed and teased incessantly.... that has precisely been Lizzie's job in the circle from the start.
So here's to Liz for playing his demanding role to the fullest....you rock...\m/

Sunny roxxx man....
And i'm so horny right now i cant resist putting those 3 xxx's..... see I did it again....

I dont really care what anyone says man.... MI'07 kicked some serious butt....
But more importantly MI'07 has taught me one thing....

Everything that has a beginning .... has an end.

The circle is the most incredible thing I've ever been a part of ....
So before these 4 years run out on me.... Before i end up in some nutjob job.... or some remote shitty university ....

Before the skies fall and all earth crumbles ....

Before the age of the Meena and the dominion of INSYNC ....

Before all the beer runs out and all poultry is devoured ....

I've gotta live my first year all over again....
Because C'est la vie man....

C'est la vie!!!

\m/

Back With A Bang!!!!

The circle has arrrived in iit....finally....!!

Norselord is now in charge of cutting the biggest and the meanest performers of the country
down to OAT size....

Messiah is now ,in his own pompous-ass words," at the helm of the most intellectually demanding department of moodi...."

Hilani too, it seems has found his space at the crown of the institute football team....

Julius created history,and a new department to lead at techfest....

Liz craxxing debates left and right taking him through an intricate maze of drooling law school chicks and smug assholes attired incongruously as national level debaters....

and Laud has been declared GOD, and inescapably still laud!!!!

The circle has arrived in IIT.....and we want the front page headlines!!!!

Kya Aapko Alibagh Jaana Hai ??

Hmmm...
i haven't posted for a while now....
I was caught up in the rat race.....but sadly enough...i lost...that's another story tho...personal story.

Its been a couple of weeks now.... since a unique new year.... :)
a god new year....
Alibagh is a fun place..... and lota is a real cool guy but let me arrive at that chronologically.

I wanted to go to pune...my heart's locked up there...
the rest of the circle after much deliberations,read tp, plan making,read tp, rethinking,read tp, cross-checking,read tp, discussions,read tp, and a lot of timepass,that's tp, decided to go to alibagh for new years eve.

Now alibagh is a cool place thats made up of a few beaches strewn about and a small town behind it all.Idyllic.

So i set out bag and all to pune and these guys are all set to leave too in some time...
Only unknown to me they'v snowballed from 6 to 12 people all desperate to make something of the grand new year.

"Fate, it seems, is not without a sense of irony!"

My heart had problems, accommodation, other plans,parents,friends..... :(
I just wanna go home....but fortunately my heart is more sensible than me.....forces me to set out on the trail of these guys seeking the gateway of India to alibagh.I reach the gateway to a mind-blowing comedy of errors....

Hymen had somehow lost his cellphone already,and the last ferry to alibagh had already left.and that is not all.these desperate dopies had booked a private ferry for 7 grand!!!!7 grand!!!!talk about overshooting the budget!!!So turns out now these guys were loitering around shouting "alibagh!! alibagh!!" all over the gateway area to lure unsuspecting tourists and visitors into saving them some money.The first thought hit me....its the rajmachi jinx allllll over again!!!Ghanta on the prowl!!!but that's another story and i digress.....

So obviously i joined the fray....."alibagh!!alibagh!!"."bhai sahab,aapko alibagh jana hai?? kyun nahin jana hai?? aaj new year hai,beach par socho parties hongi.............".later it turned out the sly grin wasn't really a good idea when some dude told rattlesnake he would come to alibagh IF.......IF rattle could arrange a couple partner for them......Poor rattle..... honorable "iit - best brains in the world" student to pimp in 10 seconds flat.
But we did snare some prey...soon we had added 10 people - 8 males and 2 females!!hmm...not bad!!And soon after,post some haggling and some hustling with ferrydudes we were off....!!!!

I cant hope to capture the ecstasy of the ferry ride honestly....it was so perfect.i missed my heart so bad i could cry!!

the sound of the water...
the sight of the stars...
the touch of the wind...
the graze of the moonlight...
the glint of the shorelights...
the swift clouds...
and the rocking boat...

and one of us with a guitar!!!

That's how our new years eve began.... :)

Hmmm....c'est la vie....;)
-- to be continued

A Red Day....

Maybe its just me but most of yesterday.....was just so deja vu.

Missed the first lecture coz i was too sleepy,even though my former roomie,GOD vishal ranjan,tried his best to wake me (now he lives across the corridor:))........just like it used to be most of last year.

Went to my 2nd lecture but only coz iv been warned of my absentee record.....:)

Came back....had missed breakfast and lunch like those days.....aaaahhh!

Started studying earnestly.....fell asleep before the first question was solved.....

Slept through tiffin till dinner time....woke up and went for dinner.

For a change mess had some incredibly unedible filthy looking curry.....HOW H-4!!!

Came back and started studying ..with vishal.And lo and behold just like that i was in my old h4 room again and vishal was transformed into my little old roomie again......as we cracked question after question of the maths tutorial interspersed with LOTR clips and an amazing playlist with an intelligent real player randomiser playing comfortably numb at just the right moment making me switch the lights off and get numb at full volume.

Then a long conversation with my girl,and we hung up fighting,or almost so.Familiar,im afraid.But its ok.I love her,and she knows that.We'll make up before you can count to 3....

And then late night,norselord barged into my room after a long absconding.And hence continued a sojourn into the past,again.NIGHTOUT ON AOE....1...11.The alliances were clearly there.the rivalries of old.Julius vs Norselord. Napoleon vs Messiah.The lines were drawn.Three long games stretching till 5 in the morning.And then the glorious afterplay of aoe.The hearty discussions and analysis of the game i so miss nowadays.julius me and norselord in my room.....
AAAAAAAAHHHHHH.........

Reminescent......of a lot of good old days.

And now i woke up and with hymen sleeping on the bed behind me,I started typing straight away.....and guess what song my playlist chose?To give me closure.To complete my time travel into the past?Its an easy guess.You Know You're Right.

Yesterday was a good day.Yesterday used to be everyday not too long ago.Is seldom now....but is hearteningly so.
A Red Day.....

donnie darko?

what a stupid movie to make.....?
absolutely stupid.
a waste of a lot of time and energy.

stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid

fucking dumb.
no head or tail.
no story...
no linear or otherwise sequence of actions...

no plot...no direction...no sense...no meaning...no purpose...no rule...no path...no message....no catchline...no motive....no reason...no rhyme...no fundamental....no principle.........

no resolution...no revolution....no oppression...no protestation....no point...no proof....no question...no answer...no philosophy....no logic....no aptitude....no skill...no knowledge....

nothing to prove.....
nothing to lose.....

nothing to gain....

hmmmmm...................................................
i think i'l watch it again.

May swords be shattered, May shields be splintered...

Welcome to the world of AOE.. welcome to my world.. it is preciousss to me.. for we needs it

I am Norselord.. leader of the free elves of H4.. and also a Spanish general.. :D
Confused.. where AOE and LOTR combine.. the name norselord was created..
I was good initially, then i became better, and by the time the first age of AOE was ending i was probably the best( :D ).. The early names in AOE @ H4 lore are Norselord, Messiah, Necromancer, Honda, Voldemort.. we were the initial ones to take the leap.. but soon it grew.. it had to grow.. there was no other choice.. The Grandeur of the game cannot be undermined.. u start from 3 villagers and in an hr or so u have a booming economy and a 120 soldier strong army.. consisting of your cavalry, infantry, ranged units, siege and also monks(healers)
Soon there were many.. Firestarter, The Fuhrer, Rattlesnake, Ronin the lion, thunderstorm, Earl of warwick/Duke of York etc.
Others like Voldemort and Honda had become less involved in AOE, engaged in other activities, so they got lifted frm the scene..
Soon there arrived on the scene the prodigal youth Julius.. little did he know, in his early days, that he would be rubbing his shoulders with the likes of veterans Norselord, Messiah, Necromancer in an alliance which after starting frm scratch would go on to become invincible..
But now tht is another story.. At this point ended the period that i like to term as the first age of AOE
more posts soon on the tactics, the games, the new age of AOE players..
and also most importantly the second age of AOE and the coming of ALEX

So Where were we..

Let me continue my story frm where i last left i.. and stumble into Messiah's last post..
So my comp arrived.. It was barely a PIII.. arnd abt 256 MB RAM.. 4 MB graphics card.. basically junk.. but I loved it.. after finally getting it fully functional(took arnd 2&1/2 weeks and lots of running arnd by me and jaygw) It was a beauty.. hours were spent in front of it watching movies and checking mail for no reason.. just because i could.. jus because i had the power to do so.. and so the first sem ended.. by the time second sem arrived it had become old and boring. something new was needed.. then me, messiah, necro stumbled on a phenomenon waiting to explode.. AOE - The Conquerors expansion aka LAN gaming at its best..
it strted with a few bored lost souls and it went on to engulf half the freshies in a hostel (arnd 30 odd) and tht was it.. we were set for the sem.. AOE as it was requires atleast a full other post or even a full other blog to do it justice... i leave here with a promise of a post in 5 min on AOE

Now,i know...i know.....

What the hell is with these names dude....
I mean,u would think,why would any group of friends actually call each other as messiah,norselord,julius,narcissist and napoleon.
Not unless they were vain insane.....

I'l clarify.
These names be our our respective age of empires pseudonyms.
It began in the second semester....in the dark depths of the post moodi depression (wait for later posts to know what that is:)....when the might and magic of age of empires on the lan was first revealed to us....and it was here that we all united under one banner....it was here that the all existing acquaintances were questioned.....
And New Alliances Were Forged.
It was here that the boys grew into men,and warriors were made of the men.

I dont exxagerate when i say that
The Circle Owes Its Closure To The Age Of Empires II - Age Of Conquerors Expansion.

except the fifth guy

The wearer alone knows where the shoe pinches,except the fifty guy,loda.
how can he know,he has only one shoe

This is just the beginning

Its indeed gonna make millions one day......

people.... u just cannot imagine wht fun we have had since the month of august '05

and how would u know....."The wearer alone knows where the shoe pinches"....

In the circle I am known as Narcissist aka Hilani......

Life is Good

Well dude!
it IS gonna make millions one fine day.
and that day will,by then,b just another day.

"This Journey" has been SO long,no1 exaclt remebers where did we really start.
& it has been SO good,we'll end up writtin a fat novel,mayb even a series of 'em.
and to say it is just the begnin,hardly 2 sems,think of all that is to come.


am better known in THE CIRCLE as Julie,and the crucifix guy as norselord.

life will always b good

A toast to raise,a beer to share......A life to live.....and blog about

so it begins indeed......

and this blog shall go everywhere we went....do everything we did....say everything we said....

and then some....

coz THIS IS LIFE,
and somebody's got to live it.

I am known in the circle as Messiah

The early days..

Hmm... not tht i remember too much of these days.. its like when on is in infancy.. he tends to forget the smaller memories.. but the imp. ones remain.. so lets see.. ill introduce myself here 1st.. I am Acid Crucifix.. aka Norselord aka hymen.. :D.. when i 1st came to IIt I was alone.. had no friends. Was bored as shit.. then i strted meeting ppl. 1st there was my GOD roomie Sumambo.. then my awesome wingies.. and finally arbit ppl.. who i met pretty late.. to name a few.. Sajid, Vang, ... ... and other ppl.. if i have forgotten anyone plz remind me.. names will be added.
Not many memories till midsems... used to attend lecs.. study once a week.. never bunk.. never proxy.. :O.. but then midsems happened and my comp arrived.. and tht is where it begins for me.. though messiah and narcissist had already had many debacles.. im sure they'll talk abt it.. but the midsems and the comp is where it began.. but thts a huge story and i dont wanna make this post too long.. so later..

So it begins...

Do u know wht this is??... this is the blog as in "THE BLOG"... its gonna make millions one fine day. C'est la vie translates to 'this is the life'.. and thts wht this is.. the life of 5 individuals.. and the truth abt everything.. coincidentally it involves their lives in IIT.. (for those not in the know its an engg. coll.)... It is a journey.. and wht a journey, dude, what a journey..

so we decided to make a record of our excursions.. and here is where it begins,, this fine day of oct. where i screwed up my life by missing a quiz.. but lets not talk abt tht.. it begins in the first yr. when we were young and fresh(chutiya freshies).. but then those were the wonder days :D. So i start posting today.. ppl who read keep reading.. for c'est la vie.. c'est la vie.