I WISH........

The first thing which came to my mind was the Colt .45 which I held for the first time 10 years ago. I was too excited then to foresee this day. 3 days later was my first murder. It felt so exhilarating. I felt on the top of the world with all the power in my hands. 2 years later, I got my first semi-automatic; 3 days later emptying the whole magazine into that diamond trader’s chest who refused to cough up 3 crores (khokha as we call it). Not even in the remotest corner of my mind did this day appear. Entering Mr. Unknown’s office and shooting him at point blank with those rounds which any Army would kill to have gave me an unknown joy which I could not comprehend and never in my wildest dreams could I imagine this day. 3 years ago I met her. What a wonderful time we spent together. I could tell that I loved her from the first time I met her. Those beautiful eyes, that cute face, oh my GOD…. Those evenings spent at Marine Drive…. I do not know why I did not think of her when I was pumping those goddamn bullets into that Inspector’s head. I wish I had not married her 3 months ago. I wish I did not leave the house last week with that loaded gun. I wish I did not get caught by those goddamn cops who were there where they weren’t supposed to be. I wish I could get a fair trial by that bloody inspector whose brother I had mauled by the Diwali of my gunfire. I wish he did not get me to this secluded road on the pretext of taking me to court. I wish he hadn’t shot his subordinate in the ankle. I wish he did not open up my chains and put an empty revolver in my hand. I wish he did not take my semi-automatic from the box of my belongings. I wish the gun was empty. I wish he did not aim it to my head. I wish so many things. They say that your entire life flashes in front of you when you are in mortal peril. I wish my life was better, longer and more fruitful. I wish all this when the .45 caliber bullet is whizzing towards me with god-knows what speed. I wish all this is a dream and I wake up tomorrow with none of this happening.


Who am I kidding…….. BAM!!!!! SPLAT!!!!!!!

UGLY MONKEY- PIG or WHATEVER

Some days ago I had to prepare a presentation for my Med Chem course. The topic was related to Cancer. As I always want to make my presentation more presentable, I add numerous pics (related/unrelated doesn't matter unless it looks good).

So there I was frustrated on the deadline and in no mood whatsoever to read some stupid research papers for my presentation. I was searching for gross pics related to cancer (trust me try searching for "Gross Cancer Pics" in google image search and you shall be amazed.) Suddenly I stumbled upon this awesome (or awful) looking creature. I just couldn't stop myself from finding more about it.

This actually is a piglet born in China. It has some sort of brain disorder which makes it look like a monkey.

Poor thing is like the old familiar UGLY DUCKLING of its family.

Well I hope some evolutionary marvel takes place for this piglet/monkey being so that it becomes like the SWAN which the UGLY DUCKLING turned into.

Any guesses what will happen to this awesome looking bugger!!

The Book of revival

Tired with watching all those movies on LAN and playing the NFS series over and over, I decided to go back to my old hobby of reading BOOKS........
Ya it may seem abnormal for a non muggu (Well I consider myself as one) IITian to READ BOOKS when exams are not looming large. But after a Rs. 1500 shopping at Landmark and Rs. 2000 shopping at Crosswords, I myself felt guilty for not reading those precious jewels which I once cherished more than anything (After FOOD obviously ;) ). But once I was immersed in a beautiful book called " Sea of Poppies" I couldn't stop myself until I had read it not once but Twice... It felt really AWESOME after regaining my old hobby.


I remember those old days (Especially the monsoon days) when you could just turn on some great music, eat great bhajiya and read an AWESOME book. I dunno where has the old ME been lost in this new IITian ME. I wish none of the new entrants lose themselves in this superficial and stupid world of LAN.




Well I know I am ignoring the fact the if this very LAN wasn't there, this Post would not have existed and I would not be frustrated by LAN. :)