Fun in tonnes

Live ammo granted !!

Foggy perpective..

Unlimited Entertainment..

My prayer to God(1)

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Oh ! Lord make my life harder so that I will be strong enough to handle any situation.
Oh ! Lord make me suffer more so that I'll emerge from that fire as pure as gold

The last hug

"Had I known you were going to leave me forever,
I would never have been that reluctant to give you that
extra hug for which you waited a while at the door"

(Dedicated to all those who missed their dear ones
in the M5 Crash and also to those brave soldiers who
sacrificed their lives for their countries)

Thank You !!

Oh dear Lord ! Thank You for making me enjoy every second of my life.
I realize that the peace from you is the most precious thing I could
have in my life.

The first quality of a professional

A professional makes complex things look simple..

Complicated

The purpose of education is to make life simple
,not complicated.Many people will agree with me.
But the task of elucidating simple answers from
complex problems in education is complicated,
which inturn make the life complicated.

Still we can't abandon the education as a whole.

The thoughts which made me better

Looks like I'm back in the track.

These thoughts halped me feel better.

I'm a professional.
I will stick to my limits.
I won't try to grasp too much at a time.
I will retain my personality, no typecasting.
I will try to do everything in soft hands.

&

"I was young and now I am old, yet I have never seen the righteous forsaken or their children begging bread " - Psalms 37 : 25

Afraid..

Looks like I'm going through the hardest part of my life,
Alone?
Not exactly...
I won't give up till I reach my goal..

My experiments with the train(3)

I thought it would be cool to board 2330 train from
Liverpool yesterday night.
I expected a lonely journey to Manchester.
To the contrary the train was packed with a group of
drunkards and merrymakers who came straight from the pub.
The environment seemed alchoholic.
They sang alchoholic songs.
In a sense I was lonely, the only raw guy in the midst
of stinking people.
Thank God that nobody puked..

Lost in the cyberspace.

After 3 weeks at the University I felt as if I'm wired,
confused and dizzy.Life is becoming more hectic as the
days run past and my head grew more heavy.
I noticed a considerable hair loss.
The wilted flowers are shed, no wonder !!

My experiments with the train(2)

I've tried to apply Algorithmic Techniques to find out
the worst case probability in catching the 0707 Transpennine
service from Manchester Picadilly to Liverpool Lime Street.
The worst case is based on the assumptions(or rather facts):
"I get up late"
"I spend about five minutes to extract some oil from a
frozen bottle to apply on my hair"
"I am prompted by my parents to eat something before leaving"
"It rains like never before so that so that I've to search my Umbrella"
"In the above process I miss the 0635 Stage Coach bus to Picadilly"
"I catch the 0650 bus"
"The driver is half asleep"
"The passengers from all around the world find only one bus,my bus"
"I've no luck with the traffic lights"
"There is a long queue in the escalators of the station"
"The train keeps time"

I ended up not in a probability but a decison :
"Bunk the first lecture,forget the ticket cost"

My experiments with the train(1)

It is too stupid to get stuck at an escalator when your train is almost rolling..

A lot in the arsenal

Blogging is all about unfinished rather than finished.

Big assumptions

Felt as if my life has gone quite asymptotic in the past few hours.
"As you go further, the more complicated it is", told the professor.

Wait!! The Onam has not yet gone..

Had Onam Celebrations with NRI's from our land.
We gathered in Sale Moor Community Centre in Cheshire.
The programme was action packed.
I was amazed to see the girls performing traditional dances.
It is good to see that these people find time to celebrate Onam
in the midst of all the difficulties.
After the programme Alex achachan picked us to his house
in Knotty Ash at Liverpool.
The countdown begins for the Yorkshire trip.
The more you go the more you realize how beutiful this country is.
The beautiful green fields, the state of the art technologies and
the chilling cool breeze, everything will add something to your
basket of experience.I won't go for anything.I will wait for things
to come my way..That is the only option...

The induction

Went for the induction ceremony.
Prof Dr. A. Lisitsa delivered a beautiful introductory speech..
Chandan joined me in the morning.Then we met Sed, Kiran and Virangana.We Got disappointed to hear that I've to pay £100 for using the University Fitness Centre. No way !!! The same was the case with Ela and Ada..The pound matters...
This is me becoming hapless..

It is red !That is not our lane ! Don't joke.

It's a bit difficult to adapt with rules of driving in theU.K.
Wilson uncle scolded me a little when we took our Ceed through
the outskirts of Manchester.

But,he had no other options.
He is too good a teacher.. Thank You..

The Traford Centre

Today we went to the Trafford Centre with our neighbour Wilson.
Being the largest shopping centre in the United Kingdom by the overall size,the Trafford centre has the hubs of almost all famous brands of any commodities.With the limited time we could only cover the Regent Crescent,a section of the Trafford.This wonder stands proud as a symbol of British Consumerism.
On the way back we saw the home ground of the Manchester United FC.
Here are few snaps

A day in the University

Today I went to the University of Liverpool to confirm my registration in the University.Saw an enormous crowd in front of the Foundation building.Thank God that I've alrady finished my formalities.I felt a bit lonely in the beginning but then I got a beautiful Turkish girl Ela for my company.She is an undergraduate student in the Department of Architecture.The Liverpool dialect is a bit different.It sounded funny at the beginning.
I visited the department of Architecture with Ela.Ela is so good with maps that she guided me to the Ashton Building where the mighty Department of Computer Science is.I was told to attend the induction on Friday the 23rd of September.
The much anticipated welcome programme in the Brittania Adelphi Hotel by the Student Guild was quite an event.We had a traditional British tea and got a chance to socialize..I met Chandan, my classmate and Leo a veteran in the field who joined in the Electronics and Telecommunications Dept.
Thus ended a beautiful day...

Extreme drive !!

Looks like you could try anything crazy until you lose your navigator or you're caught ..

A new beginning

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My life in the United Kingdom started yesterday.
No words could describe Manchester, the city of
cotton mills.I am a lot more surprised than what
I expected.
It's drizzling outside.
I'm too tired to stay awake and enjoy myself.
But no worries,there is time,enough and more..

The hard way

If I decide to live in darkness there might be 1000 ways but if I choose to be righteous there is only one way, the way too narrow and thorny, not often chosen by people - The hard way or the way of a Christian.

Yes, suffering is my privilege and I shall not grumble for my Lord himself did suffer till his last breath in the cross.

All I need is that promise ,

Fear thou not for I'm with thee;be not dismayed

One India, One feeling

Had Gandhiji been alive, he would have fled India by this time when we are about to celebrate our 64th Independance day.In a nation where pregnant women delivers in filthy streets, painters are deported for their work, women are sold like articles, the children steal food for survival, the rulers serve themselves, the poor grow poorer, the rights are violated, the farmers suicide due to debts, the privileges are used inappropriately and the green tint of nature has almost vanished what else could Gandhiji do?

Is this the freedom which Gandhiji dreamt of?
Had our brave martyrs shed their blood in vain?

It is our duty to set it right, striclty ours.
As I salute those great people who laid their life for the country, I request you to join me for the same.
Independance day wishes to all my dear friends in advance.
Jai Hind !

The irrevocable reality

I turned 23..
Thank You Lord for keeping me safe in Thy hands for the last one year.
Thy blessings are countless.
You gave be abundantly when I asked for little.
The more I cherish, the more I weep in gratitude.

"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me; Thy rod and Thy staff, they comfort me."

Agape

I hate the thorn which made me bled,
But Thou wore a crown of thorns.

I went for the privilege which I don't deserve,
But Thou sacrificed the same and came for me.

They came with the cross searching for me,
But Thou interfered and accepted it.

That spear was meant for me,
But Thy chest was pierced by it.

I asked, "Why did you do so much?"
Thou replied , " This agony is for you".

The Moon

The plea

are you listening?
am i not talking to you?

you are the inanimate
i don't bother..

you are the mystery,
could I unfold?

you are the silence,
i promise, i won't break

you are the disturbed
could I set it right?

you are the fragrance
i need only a whiff..

you are the lonely,
i fear you may move apart..

you are the noun,
could i be an adjective?

you are the complicated,
could i keep up?

you are the decision,
i won't argue..

you might hurt me,
i am ready to bear..

you are the fragile,
i will be the numb..

you might not answer,
i will ask you again

are you listening?
am i not talking to you?

Monsoon is back..
It is that special feeling of looking through the window,
staring at particularly nothing,watching the rain drops
splatter and loosing myself in that rhythm which makes
the Monsoon intimate to me..

Time is irrevocable and the pages of history once written
will be there forever. It's time to stop this restrain and
think something new..

The harp of my soul

The chords of the harp
in my soul,
which You created,
never vibrated,
causing regret,
mine being silent,
while others, around me,
harmonious,singing praises to You.
I asked you , “why?”
And You answered me , son
I love you too much,
to let you experience,
an influential wind
of suffering
which others do..

The nightmare

'The Machinist' was something different.
The creations of a guilty mind exceptionally told.
I should describe it a satisfying 102 minutes.
I'm responsible for my actions.
My stories should be credible..

Live happy, Live longer

The best method to live happily is to
disconnect the pain..

The winter

Out there is,
the white envelope,
the mercury falls
pricking cold
as cold as the heart
of the beast

I made a ride
on the thoughts,
my refuge was
the blanket,
a man lost,
in the world.

A world too fast
was rendered
passive
it's the winter
with the sun
playing
hide and seek.

A love so cold
vanishing
A relationship
so feeble,
diminishing,
Seasons effect?
The million$ probe

It is the winter
in the heart..