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So, I am a big fan of Gandhi. Well, no. I believe, that there are somethings in the world that are too sacred for us meager humans to pass judgement on. I believe, that you'll have the right to judge Gandhi, when you are capable of sacrificing yourself for a cause to that extent. I believe that most of those who even HAD the right to judge Gandhi, have already died fighting to save this country. I am a big fan of Bhagat Singh as well. And Chandrashekhar Azad. And Sardar Patel. What infuriates me however, is when people like to target Gandhi, because they think they have an opinion, when in all actuality, they're doing it, cuz he was raised to God status, and they wanna point out he's not. Well, I don't care, if the media finds that Gandhi loved to prance around in a mini skirt and make up in a mirror when people weren't looking, because you know what, it doesn't matter. If you didn't agree with a few opinions of his, I don't mind that. But if ...

Did I tell you?

That I'm the cocky young intern at a media company, who comes in 3 days a week wearing t-shirts which say stuff like General Alcoholic. Drunk Since 1947. And puts on headphones and listens to music while doing his work. Gee, I think I've turned into an arrogant piece of crap. I think I'll enjoy it while I can. I'm gonna go back to the sober sweet guy soon enough anyway. HATE his guts btw.

What not to do.

So, this is day number 2 for me at work. For the uninformed - which is all of you - I just joined an internship at a media company. This is how the interview went: Interviewer Guy Who'd Eventually Be My BOSS: Hey, Sam-writes (Well  actually my real name, and even though all of you pretty much do know it, I just have this obsessive compulsive need to pretend this is an anonymous blog. Please bear with it.) So tell me what really is SW, how do you define SW. Me: * Uhm... whaaaat?* Well, I am what you see, I like to do a lot of diverse things..uhmm..*stare around* , I play the guitar, I play basketball, I breakdance, I love programming..- IGWEBMB: Yea, now, I found that pretty surprising, not many programmers get involved in stuff like that. Me: Yea well, I was always in the middle, I was a cool guy with the nerd people, and a nerd with the cool people. *Seriously Sam? Is that you talkin?* IGWEBMB:*uhmm.. yeaa* alright, so I have a question for you, and we'll see how...

Continued: CWG

Right now, I'm sitting in a bus, (Volvo - to be precise) heading away from the city of shining lights. The book I intended to read, lies in my bag, which I had earlier decided to carry as hand baggage, but which now lies along with the other checked in baggage. My oh-so-dear headphones are not with me, as they have gone for repair. When I reach college, I'll probably have to resort to my ipod for music, which is sad, only cuz my ipod headphones are somewhat damaged, and as of now, I'm usin very basic phillips ones, which just don't cut it. Plus the music on the pod is a lil old. But anyway, I'm basically looking at a 5 hour long journey, with no music, no book, no window seat, and pretty much nothin else. *** My train reached at bout 11 pm. We took our luggage, hired a coolie and reached our respective cars. Dad took me on a drive through Delhi. I've always loved late night drives in Delhi. Maybe a lil because the dark hides the dirt. Long stretched roads under...