Unspoken Verses

Hey all, So first and foremost, Merry Christmas and a Happy New year to all of you. For the past one month of my blogging break, life has been as close to perfection, as it has been in many years. You see, I went on this long overdue family vacation to Singapore and Malaysia. I spent the night at Nanyang Technological University , with my *super awesome* school friends - (the ones studyin in NTU). I bought a core I7 laptop - my first yet. And then I came back to Delhi . I've been meeting my friends practically everyday ever since. I went to two birthday parties. I even met one of my exes - I should start callin her a normal friend instead of that tho now. In anycase, I don't have a lot to say right now. So I'll leave you with a few pictures instead. The twin Towers A Chinese temple in Malysia A Chinese Temple in Singapore The Coke vending machine in the temple. :P The Statue of Liberty? A Good Night to you, and to you a Merry Christmas 2010 - You were awesome to me. Spec...

[Here's a test if you wanna try] [Read about it here] INTJ - (mine) To outsiders, INTJs may appear to project an aura of "definiteness", of self-confidence. This self-confidence, sometimes mistaken for simple arrogance by the less decisive, is actually of a very specific rather than a general nature; its source lies in the specialized knowledge systems that most INTJs start building at an early age. When it comes to their own areas of expertise -- and INTJs can have several -- they will be able to tell you almost immediately whether or not they can help you, and if so, how. INTJs know what they know, and perhaps still more importantly, they know what they don't know. INTJs are perfectionists, with a seemingly endless capacity for improving upon anything that takes their interest. What prevents them from becoming chronically bogged down in this pursuit of perfection is the pragmatism so characteristic of the type: INTJs apply (often ruthlessly) the criterion "Does...

If you have integrity, nothing else matters. If you don't have integrity, nothing else matters. - Alan K. Simpson You know, at the end of the day, you really learn a lot more from failure than you do from success. Its simple. When you find a method that doesn't work, you start searching for one that does. On the way you gain an understanding of how things work. You observe your actions and their consequences - disattached from both, and with a lot more objectivity. You understand that the failure won't define you. You learn to respect both success as well as failure, and you learn to fear neither. If you go deeper, you might even realise that success is, but a word. That when you weren't looking deep enough, it was something big, but when you did, you realised that (in the general sense of the word as used by the society) its just society appreciation. So while to one person, success maybe appreciation from the society, to another, it could just be a sense of satisfac...

One of my physics teachers, once said - about mathematics - "Maths is a very illogical subject. Its all theory, and doesn't make much real sense. Its only useful as a tool for solving physics etc." And I couldn't agree more. I was good at physics and sucked at maths. I mean seriously. In all of maths whenever 1 has been raised to any power, big or small, positive or negative, whole number or fraction, it has always consistently and diligently returned 1 as the answer. And yet somehow, 1 raised to power infinity is not defined. Imaginary numbers - some hyperenthusiastic maths guy probably realised, "root of negative 1 doesn't exist eh?...hmm ah well, i'll pretend it does and write a shitload of theory on it." Then coming to geometry- "2 imaginary lines may have a real point of intersection." - I mean seriously, are you kiddin me? Aren't the lines imaginary? And then I realised that the flaw lies in our perception of logic. Noth...

Let Set A = the kind of girls I find physically attractive. (essentially exuded persona, apart from general appeal) and Set B = the kind of girls I find mentally attractive. (essentially ability to have interesting/intelligent/funny conversation or generally smart opinions and insights) Then, the kind of girl I would now like to date = Set (A ∩ B) or maybe set(A ∩ B)=Angelina Jolie?

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...

Delhi is beautiful right now. One thing about Delhi, that I've always loved, are the late night drives. *** So we'd called up an autowallah from the campus, to take 5 people to the railway station. He turned up in a tiny auto which would have just about managed to fit 3 people. Maybe he thought, "[nothing]" when I told him to bring an auto for 5 people to the railway station. So not only does he think "[nothing]" when I ask him for an auto for 5 people to the railway station, he also has the balls to go ahead and support his thoughts, by claiming that 5 people could fit into the auto, had it not been for the luggage. Me: We asked you for an auto for five people, to the railway station. WHY would there be no luggage. Him: I dunno... this auto could fit five people, its just the luggage thats the problem. Me: No, there are just 3 seats there. And WHY would there be no luggage? Him: But the other 2 could adjust on that rail bar over there.. its just the luggag...