What a match!

Check this. Cricket couldnt get more hilarious than this! But the optimism in the losing captain's speech is mind blowing. Way to go!!

From the Junk into the Trash

Well, after that blah blah, i should admit there arent much takers left for my blog :(. So i decided to blog out about some serious topics. Lot of topics struck my mind ranging from the most wierdest "Newton's favourite hobbies" or "Impact of decrease in Neptune's rotational speed on the life of American Red Indians" to the most intriguing "Life @ Bangalore in 2026" or "Effect of IT industry on the Socio Cultural aspect of India(Wow!!!)". But then, i realised that i cant blog on the above topics since neither i am talented enough to think about the intriguing topics nor am i crazy enough to write about the wierdest ones. So i thought i will stick to a safer topic which incidentally was just a passing thought in my mind. i was just wondering how we will be 10 years down the line. By we, i mean the present working junta in the age range 22 - 30. Imagine this, after 10 years every one of us would have got married. Most of them would have had kids or in the process of planning one. Everyone(or most of them) would be almost half way through their house loan EMIs or the vehicle loan EMIs and still shelling out the exorbitant and relentless EMIs reluctantly. They would have stopped worrying about where they are going in life and is it worth going where they are going? Not because they are happy with their life but mostly because then, they would have additional responsibilities of their family and as a result no time to think about such things. So in such a situation, will they find time to meet their dear friends who were their life and death in their college days? Or will the friendship fade away with the changing lifestyles and the growing responsibilities. If this fading of friendship happens, god forbid, is it justified on the intimate friendship developed during the college days? I might sound real negative when i say this, but things surely wont be the same as it is today. I might be quoting my personal experience here but i have already seen signs of the friendship withering away due to the increasing burden of responsibilities and growing intensity of relationships. Well it might just be the way life how unfolds itself, but isnt it injustice to the so called friendship? Are we justified in sacrificing such a friendship? All that remains of a 4-5 year old eventful journey of friendship is just a nostalgic craving for those golden times which is no longer possible. Dont blame me for being negative but as i told before, this is just a passing thought on my mind and i dont want to think more about it, for the more i think the more scared i get. People always compaign me of being a very hardcore pessimistic person, but i would be very happy if atleast one appreciates the possibility of this thought. Someday i would love to come back and read this blog and see if what i thought has actually come true or laugh at this blog for having uploaded another millions of bytes of crap on blogger.com. Well i would love to be laughed at!! Time is the best solution for all the questions asked above.

Well after reading this myself again, i think this topic classifies for the wierdest topics itself!
:(. but then i dont want to waste such a long blog. so posting it. read at your own risk!! well you have read already havent you! :D

Nice Fundas

Was going through one of the umpteen forwards i had got so far, and surprisingly this one turned out to be an interesting one! Enjoy!

• Have a firm handshake.
• Look people in the eye.
• If in a fight, hit first and hit hard.
• Keep secrets.
• Never give up on anybody. Miracles happen everyday.
• Always accept an outstretched hand.
• Be brave. Even if you're not, pretend to be. No one can tell the difference.
• Avoid sarcastic remarks.
  
• Choose your life's mate carefully. From this one decision will come 90 per cent of all your happiness or misery.
• Lend only those books you never care to see again.
• Never deprive someone of hope; it might be all that they have.
• Give people a second chance, but not a third.
• Become the most positive and enthusiastic person you know.
• Loosen up. Relax. Except for rare life-and-death matters, nothing is as important as it first seems.
• Don't allow the phone to interrupt important moments. It's there for your convenience, not the caller's.
• Think twice before burdening a friend with a secret.
• When someone hugs you, let them be the first to let go.
• Be modest. A lot was accomplished before you were born.
• Beware of the person who has nothing to lose.
• Don't burn bridges. You'll be surprised how many times you have to cross the same river.
• Live your life so that your epitaph could read, No Regrets.
• Be bold and courageous. When you look back on life, you'll regret the things you didn't do more than the one's you did.
• Never waste an opportunity to tell someone you love them.
• Remember no one makes it alone. Have a grateful heart and be quick to acknowledge those who helped you.
• Take charge of your attitude. Don't let someone else choose it for you.
  
• Begin each day with some of your favorite music.
• Answer the phone with enthusiasm and energy in your voice.
• Show respect for everyone who works for a living, regardless of how trivial their job.

If only all forwards are this meaningful!!!!!!!! Hmm...

Kiran -> LOCO

It all started in a small village called Srinivasnagar, where i spent my four wonderful years of my life pursuing my B.E degree. My name was entered as Kiran Kumar H N in the rolls of N.I.T.K and that was the last time anyone had known me by that name. It was the time when my friends circle in N.I.T.K was in the prenatal stage(also known as chappargandus). I had a friend by the name Kiran. In order to distinguish between the two there had to be some naming criteria. Since both of them were equally fat(or thin shud is say!!), size couldnt have been a good criterion. So what else? Just then someone had a brilliant idea of distinguishing by the place to which they belong. I was from Udupi, another small village near srinivasnagar and the 0ther guy from Bengalooru. Since i was nearer, i was the local to that place. So there came the names Loco Kiran and Bangy Kiran for both of us. Since the names were too big, it was decided to shorten the names. Loco Kiran became LOCO and Bangy Kiran became Kinly(please dont ask me how this came up). I have no regrets whatsoever for having become LOCO but i will still have one regret that life was not faithful to "Kiran"!! Thus Kiran was killed brutally without leaving a trace and Loco came into being. The name Loco has stayed on with me since then and it has made such an impact that i have almost stopped responding to the name Kiran. Even if somebody runs behind me calling "Kiran", i might wonder whom the other person is refering to. So Guys the next time you see me call LOCO and not Kiran.