Monday, February 20, 2006

The lull before the storm

Finally the week arrives. The week football fans all over the world have been waiting for. Yes, Champions League week is finally upon us, with a resurgent Real Madrid team taking on a depressed Arsenal team. (A rematch of the Barca- Chelsea classic among the other games. But i dont care a shit'e about them now. )

It is an irony considering the fact that they started the season quite contrastingly. Arsenal started with a decent run and Madrid could just not stop losing with defeats against Celta Vigo, Valencia and Barcelona. How could one forget the day when Ronaldinho mesmerised the Bernabau with his dazzling talent and was given a standing ovation? How could one forget the way he went past Sergio Ramos like he did not exist? How could one forget the face of Robinho who was pitted against a young Argentine lion called Messi? Well if Arsenal are to get a positive result out of the game then each and every one of the Arsenal players have to get a game like that. There is no getting around the fact that Arsenal have been appaling at times with no grit in the heart of midfield and no width provided by the ageing duo, Pires and Freddie. The magnitude of the game is all the more magnified by the fact that both teams have only Champions League to play for with Real Madrid seemingly better off to launch a hypothetical attack on Barcelona for the Primera Liga title. Arsenal have been all at seas this season. They are well off the pace set by Chelsea and considering the current squad it seems to be the case for some time to come. A 25 point gap cannot be overcome by this squad. Period.

It is time for the Arsenal players to stand up and be counted. Well this is the moment when the Arsenal season either decimates to complete shambles or bids a fitting farewell to Highbury. These are the moments for which players are paid so much. To play their game on a big stage. And believe me, the stage doesnt get any bigger than this!!

Good old Arsenal,
We're proud to say that name,
And while we sing this song,
We'll win the game.



Friday, February 17, 2006

Saturday morning blues

This is an algorithm to optimally spend a Saturday morning :P . This solution can be improved by preparing yourself better the night before...Watch movies, play CS, fart in the wing, check one useless webpage after another. This should do the trick. Next comes the actual procedure.

Step 0: Initialization. Wake up around seven in the morning that by a phone call.

Step1: Decide Plan Of Action.
Sub-step1: If it is too early, then you might consider going for breakfast (like your truly). Go for the Residency towers breakfast buffet. Plan for the next two hours: Hog, hog, lech, hog and more hog!! Once this is done, move to next step.
Sub-step 2: If it is a bit late, then go back to sleep like a goody-goody kid. (How i wish i had done that today!)

Step 2: Brainstorm.
Think of various alternatives available at this point of time (after step 1). Once in a while you could listen to your 'brilliant' friend's advice and go to ECR on a vehicle which has no valid documents.

Step 3: Implementation.
Go ahead with the brilliant idea. Drive at 60kmph on ECR without stopping by at a junction when a cop halts the traffic for a cycle-rickshaw to cross the heavily densed road.

Step 4: Update
Get pulled over by same cop who takes a lift from another bike just to catch us. Then go back to the scene of crime which is 3 kms away from where we were pulled over.
Show the expired documents of the vehicle to the cop, who in turn removes his shades to show his gleamy,expectant eyes. You dash the dream by showing an empty purse. At this time, it is very important to hand over your driving license to the cop for no reason.
Next you wait under the hot sun listening to his cribs. listening to the autodrivers in that area bitching about the 'honest' cop and devising ingenious methods to execute him. In the meantime, to keep yourself occupied you could appreciate the speed of rotation of the sun.
Somehow manage to escape from the evil clutches of the cop after one and a half hours and celebrate it by blogging about it later.

Step 5: If it is another Saturday, Go back to step 0.

P.S: I got an admit in London School of Economics for the Masters program in Operational Research :)

Monday, February 13, 2006

Time balance

Please read this before going ahead: I cant believe you suckers are gonna go ahead and read this post. :D

I managed to endure another week of absolute nothingness. There was zero entropy created during this period :P The only good thing about the week was the treat by bulb, which I forgot to ask the reason for. Arsenal drew , for a change, with Bolton and India is winning against Pakistan as I write this post. The world sure has been weird of late.

As I was utterly jobless when I pondered over making a new post. I decided to audit my time spent over the last week. There are certain discrepancies which most of you will agree upon :D

Anyway,

X1 amount of this time was spent in watching sitcoms and movies. After berating sassy for wasting his time with a serial called '24', I ended up spending the entire Sunday finishing the second season. Before that, there was a small matter of viewing Munich, Syriana, Reservoir dogs, Rang De Basanti, Bluffmaster (again), a documentary on the Gaza strip calle d 'Death in Gaza' and a season of 'Everybody Loves Raymond'.

X2 amount of time was spent in my smail account. Just by accounting it in this audit, it gives you an idea of the magnitude of time I have spent in the damned mailbox.

X3 amount of time was spent playing Counterstrike. This has been a recent addition in my timetable that is otherwise gobbled up by footer, which has been interrupted due to hostel quadrangle relaying.

X4 amount of time was spent in recreational activities like Gurunath, browsing, treats and a certain senior's presence in campus.

X5 amount of time was spent in crashing. This amount has a statistical average of 9 hours and 33 minutes. This has been observed over the last 2 weeks. This is however not accurate due to overlapping of Saarang period.

X6 amount of time spent in wingfart. This cannot be obtained from statistical data as it is quite a fluctuating function. Thus we use a probabilistic function Fart(E), where E is the entities present in the wing. This is the simplest form of the function. There can be more specific function.

X7 amount of time is errrr..... (where did this come from). Oh yes! Classes!! Spent in attending 6 classes a week. The flow of knowledge is continued and so is the hope of us being enlightened atleast in our final sem.

There you go. Now we add it up.

X1+X2+X3+X4+X5+X6+X7+P= 7*24*60= 10080 minutes

P----> random term which sees to it that the equation holds under all circumstances.

Now you know why you should not waste time reading my blog. Coz its a stark reminder that you are utterly jobless and have nothing better to do than read my blog. Muhahahaha!!

Monday, February 06, 2006

When the music's over.....

Saarang proved to be a welcome distraction at the expense of my sleep though. Ended up jumping like a monkey on stage during the Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy show, wandering around the Bindaas park like a nomad, drinking and eating at all the vague times, sitting through most of the events, getting work done once in a while, talking to quite a few unnecessary people and worst of all listening to their cribs. Yup, that pretty much summed up my final Saarang.

I kept myself busy post-Saarang with the autobiography of Lance Armstrong, "Its not about the bike" (corny title). Finished it a few days back and I am just filled with admiration for the guy. You have to applaud him for his sheer tenacity and strength. To come back from cancer and win 7 Tour de France title is not a joke. On a slightly different note, he got recently divorced from his second marriage. So looks like his cancer really is a problem :D

Saw the movie "Rang De Basanti" yesterday. The movie didnt live upto its hype. It is pretty much in the Yuva mould except that all the drinking and smoking made the characters take a more extremist step. I wonder how the movie cleared the censor board. The movie was a wonderful advertisement for Benson & Hedges with Siddarth having more smoke time than talk time in the movie. And whoever had the brilliant idea of not dubbing for the firang. Her accent fluctuates between hilarious and a cruel endurance test. Another interesting aspect in the movie was the role of Aamir Khan, whose role as DJ was not exactly a pivotal one. Apart from that Soha Ali khan was extremely cute in the movie.

With Saarang out of the horizon, life seems a tad bit dull. In other news, Arsenal just cant seem to stop losing. So that leaves me with nothing to do but to work on project and worry about my life outside the boundaries of IIT and ofcourse, MY APP.

P.S: Not too keen to blog nowadays thanks to my current best friend Mitra Thomas's recliner chair. Thats the best thing to have happened to me this year :D

Also sorry for the crappy post as I have zilch enthu currently. All cribs can be directed to the aforementioned person.