Rappling!!

on"Knees Straight,Knees straight..she said in such a sweet (though it seemed daunting) voice..you must be wondering what the hell does it mean,"Knees Straight"..ok..let me tell you ..what actually Rappling is..you got to hang out from a 70 feet high wall and rapple down..actually it is done on rocks..but wall is also fine,if u have some gaps in it..
"Utsav",the students of BMSCE,Bangalore call it..their xtra-pompous cultural fest..what a old stupid archaic name which added to the banality of their fest..but wait guys..the event which needed really evervated me but took out the acrophobic attitude of mine and offered some "Thrill,Fun and fear" was "Saahas".
It basically was organised by the well-estabilished mountaneering club of the college."Mountaneering Club"..kool na..The event had "Rappling","River Crossing" and one which i dun knw the name of..but it was the one like the Thiefs do in the movie..sliding all the way through a slanted rope from one tower to another..hope u got it..I dared to do rappling..(@ Rs 20/-)..We climbed up the roof and there was that sweet little girl..who was the expert ,rather i would say ,as it seemed to me..the way she was scolding and instructing her team mates..she was a connoisseur of this very thrilling sport "Rappling"..she tightened up the belts n all gave the noraml instructions..The first 1 to bid me adieu before rolling down was deepankar..i watched his Red-Rosy cheeks turn to very deep sanguine colored sweaty cheeks as he walked down the wall..I already started feeling the tickles in my stomach..After he did it successfully n landed..She said to me.."I want you to do better than him"..
I think that was the kind of motivation and courage i needed..then she asked my name..n i told her wid so much interest as if ..then i went on the other side of wall..hanging like a heroine in a typical bollywood movie n shouting "Bacho Bachao"..
Then she said.."look up anshul..Smile.Smile"..now that was the best part..She was blaring at me.."Keep ur knees straight..knees straight"..n i was rappling down easily enough ,looking up n smiling..I kept smiling to her till i realised that i have reached the ground..the journey was over..huhh...
But lemme tell u guys..if u rapple down seeing someone and smiling,u'll probabaly do it with perfection overcoming the balks that tend to distract you...

So,wait till we start a "TIET Mountaneering Club" from august 2006..M serious guys..We gonna do it!!

Ganda Ratta Examination(GRE)

Welcome to my blog..yet again..its 4:37 PM..n after whole day working so hard on ORKUT and MEEBO..filled with lassitude..dun get bored with my languid and really acrimonious remarks about the "Ganda Ratta Examination"..yes u discerned it absolutely rite..our very own GRE..actually not our's ETS's GRE..u could easily figure out from my previous blogs that i have been painlessly trying for about 2 months learning some very stupid words which have adulterated my writings and my thoughts so much that most of the seem to be futile..but still to get the yatch sailing (at a snail's pace though..) i use them intermittently in my posts and hence polutes them more than my 25-odd years old Bajaj Super..Nevertheless,they cannot intrude my thoughts and my mind which thinks a lot..lets come to the point now..as apprised to you all about GRE in the heading..GRE prep. is really trecherous and definitely not my cup of coffee..the level of Ratta required for conquering this war..even the gals of TIET..whose virtuoso performance in Ratta is remarkable..will have to pull up their socks,scratch their heads to accomplish this task..I mean how can a guy like me with a average brain size of 440 cc eat all the words starting from 'a-z'..as if i am a glutton ready to eat the pages of Barrons like a voracious tiger..fuke man..this is ridiculous..no offence meant for those who have done it..but this really SUCKS!
Even HU,OB and enviro didnt harass me so much..i am puking out everything m feeling..but this is my last resort guys..i cannot refrain from my so-called duty to eat 1 world list evry 2 days without digesting it..but thats 4 sure that there will not even bleak chances of resurgence once i departed from my duty..Neways wish me luck to get out of this hurricane of words soon...

Self Realisation!!

"You are contemplative and analytical by nature"..
This is what the so-called 'today's fortune' of my home page at Orkut said..at 5:20 P.M. when i decided to finally close the Orkut window after dabbling on Orkut for not less than 6 hrs..from 10 AM to 4 PM..
"Your key characterstics are: Persistence,Perserverence,Ambitious and hard-working"..
This is what www.astrology.com said..These so very adulations which are not intended by the writer,really accentuates me a little and makes me really sad a lot and think about my purpose of life...the ultimate goal..I started my journey of self-realization a long way back..but still when i wake up from the delusion ,I realize that i am still standing at the first station of my journey,waiting for someone to join me and take me along,moving ahead on this path..i dont even know whether i should spell realize as 'realize' or 'realise'.I do it both ways..This may be a not so significant..but it shows that my ambivalent mind is far from reaching equanimity ,which will ultimately lead to the goal i wished to achieve..and adding to that is the my extremely poignant and capricious nature which further deteriorates my mental state..my ubiquitous mind and my stoical nature are responsible for this profound state of mine..this may be sounding like a saadhu-baba ..but i feel like articulating it to you all...i wish i would have been a child,smiling and crying alone ,incapable of discerninig what is right ,what is wrong..But neways,I being a ardent lover of this strange life,will always keep on trying to search the path towards "NIRVANA"..though this is pretty boring..But it seems u n i will enjoy it!!

Tale of a Bank Account!!

Ran like a tail-wagger,freaked like a cat and pissed off like a timid mouse..for just getting a account opened and encashing my first paycheck ,which i received with so much contentment and gratification from that lanky finance guy..Though i expressed my gratitude to him for eventually giving me my chequeue after so many tantrums..
Oh! so i finally got it..but i never knew and was not aquainted with tormnet one may go through to get money,hell out of that bloody chequeue made of some recycled paper..and specially when one is a newbie in this very act of Banking..Inspite of having 10K bucks in my 7 by 4 inch wallet which itself has a very pathetic story..(tell u afterwards.),i could only boast of it,but could not buy even a 6rs. banana shake..
I woke up early to get a accout opening form form PNB,bunked my office for same ...but this time the bank was SBI..but now the introducer's signature thwarted my dreams to open a account..somehow i managed to get it done..by a much benevolent and downright neighborly Retd. Colonel uncle..but still i cant believe there were many more things waiting ahead for not allowing it to happen..now the bank wanted Colonel uncle in person to be my bystander..I really went berserk and pissed off..I decided not to mess with these banks,which i had been doing for about 20 days and finally approach my uncle who was working in Centurion Bank..now u all must be thinking i am really a buffon or rather a bloody nincompoop that i didnt approached him before..Actually hez so much engrossed and overloaded by his work that i cudnt ask him to do..So finally ,i visited him amd he referred me to such a clumsy guy ,that he took 10 days to open my acc..so eventually my pangrossain attitude paid off..

But it was not over yet..the day i came back from the bank ,finishing all those seemingly easy formalities..that guy called me up n said in such a immaculate manner.."Could u plz come to the bank tommorow..I forgot to take ur signature somwhere.."..Oh my God!!! I smirked and soliloquized.."Why the hell did i receive money.." But believe me ,i really felt that someone was enjoying the ecstacy of schadenfreude he was experiencing...I trudged down that same path leading to the bank..to sign the form..eventually i got my account number the next day..0007BA****051.Dont HACK it!!! But there was something more to agravate it further..It was my first day with my brand-new Debit card in my wallet and also the first day of boasting about it..rather abt the balance it had..But...a bloody punk mugged me..my wallet was gone..it was like,i got dowm from the bus..within the count of 3 in the process of ferreting my pocets..I shrieked.."deepu mera wallet"..ooohhh..and u will not believe where was i heading when this appalling incident happened..in a Movie hall..for "Being Cyrus"..I searched my wallet in the pockets of evry character of the movie including Dimple Kapadia..though she didnt have a pocket..
All in all,my advice "Dont open a bank account in Bangalore"..or u could say i was unfledged to do that job..I was not able to comprehend the profoundness of opening a "Bank Account"..