Friends are damn cool!!@$%^&@#@

This is the first post of the profile and will remain the first post, no matter how many new posts I make… The posts below this one will be updated as soon as I post newer updates of my life… Only on “I am Purnesh“…

Friends?? Yaar I have spent all of my life till now in search of true friends and at this moment I think it is time that I cant find any more friends who are worth being friends so today I am going to present the experience of my life before you. Just have a look at the truth table below::

Best Friend: K.Sriram Iyer

Reasons: There is no reason for having such a wonderful friend as my desk partner for two years and I believe that he will be my best friend throughout my life as he is now!!

Some friends have proved themselves special by one or the other jobs done by them or by showing such an affection the they have made a special place in my heart forever, and they are::

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Getting Noticed, the two faces :)

The Brightest Comment

Evening 7:00 p.m.                                                                                                                                    Venue:Railway Station Lalkuan

I was standing on the railway station. Thee lights were dim and at quite a considerable distance from each other. Sipping tea at 7 in the evening in such a poorly lighted Railway Station with a group of close friends, is an out of this world experience. Vinod was standing right opposite to me and started with, ‘How is life going?’. Did any one of you notice this, that when we are out of topics to discuss in any situation, we keep on asking this particular question repeatedly. Anyways, he continues, ‘How about Purnesh Expo? You haven’t posted anything since weeks or so”. I said ‘Yes, there are two reasons for not posting anything in such a long time. The first one is, I’m working a way out through the security systems of CCF, once again. and the other one is, that I’m not getting enough time’. Then he responded, “Amit Burman Sir mentioned you in a motivational speech at Nehru Bhawan”. I was thunderstruck to hear this.

I would like to give a brief review about Amit Burman Sir now. He is a genius of Robotics, a maestro of Electronic Equipments. My first public interaction was when he came to orient us for the Robotics workshop going to be held in College of Technology, Pantnagar. His words an attire so simple, and in there lies a brilliant mind. He took our workshop and throughout the time he was there, it was fun to listen to him and watch him teach. His techniques of simplification of concepts and making the subjects simpler to understand are simply superb. I think that is enough of introduction, for now. If I’ll ever get a chance to talk to him personally, I’ll post it here further.

I felt so great after having been noticed by Respected Shri Shri Shri Amit Burman Sir that I am in serious lack of words to show gratitude. Vinod further continued, “Sir said, I noticed the work of guy in CCF, he is at least following his passion, I would not mention the name but you should also do something that is your passion.” The encouragement that these words gave to me would empower me and motivate me for the rest of my life. Thank You very much for those nice and beautiful words sir.

The Darker Side

I recently received a call from Abhinav, in the morning at around 8:00 am. After talking about two or three varied topics for 10 to 15 minutes we came to the topic of his brother. Abhinav’s elder brother, Anubhav bhaiya studies at Pantnagar University. He is in third year and in the same branch as me. Abhinav started very casually, “Did you see my brother?”. I replied negative, because I didn’t ever see him at college and neither he took part in any events that I took part in or was audience of. Then Abhinav said, “Don’t get in touch with him, as he has read your blog. And he is furious at the way you mentioned your seniors.” what a damn joke. I mention seniors the way they deserve to be mentioned. Obviously, I respect seniors who are worthy of it. And yes, at least, my blog is a place which will never ever get censored. I don’t give a shit whether seniors are reading it or juniors. Yes, I mentioned some seniors here at Pantnagar as assholes, because they actually are. But at the same time, I do mention ‘Respected Shri Shri Shri Amit Burman Sir” and a few other seniors from IT and other branches, with all the respect that I can give them in the world. To whosoever is reading this blog, I want to make it very clear, that respect has to be earned, you can’t get it out of someone. What is the use of respect, when in front of you, somebody tells you ‘Good Morning Sir’ in third button and at Tagore(our hostel) refers you as motherfuckers and son of a bitch. I don’t find doing these kind of things up to my personal standards. Whatever I think of somebody, it is always there on my blog, uncensored and everyone is always free to watch and read it.

A back is something beyond my limit of toleration:(

So, friends, today is one the worst days, because as soon as I opened my result of this semester, I found, that I had a back in Engineering Chemistry 2. This is not the first time that I failed in Chemistry though, but this is the first time that I took a “back”. From the very beginning of my education at college, I had always heard about how bad backs were, and how bad was it to have one of them. But this time, I realized that how much worse could it be? I’m ashamed, to have such a disastrous result and just wonder that will I ever overcome the shame of having a back . Anyways, whatever be the shame like, I’ll manage to clear this in this semester, so that I don;t have to study with the juniors again. Apart from this disaster that just happened, a lot has happened that I would like to discuss or rather write to you all.

One Night Fights Rock

This semester was the first one that I had at GBPUAT. My first semester of college. And I understood a lot of things, including one very important fact that more than we study in the entire semester, we do, in a single night before exam. We got frustrated, all of us. And let me explain the term ‘we’ or ‘us’ in the above lines and the lines following. It stands for Saqib Nizam Shamsi, Me, Bhagwan Singh Baral, Kamal Joshi. Four of us have enjoyed the exams in true sense. Studying till 3a.m. in the morning helping out each other and making each other through problems. And then began the exciting part. When all of us were done preparing one of us went to prepare maggi for all of us and some other buddy would enjoy playing ‘Blur’ on laptop while somebody would take a nap or disturb the rest of the sleeping buds in the hostel… The most memorable exams of my life. It was the first hostel experience that I had in 5months of my hostel life… There isn’t much to do in my college except for enjoying the hostel life with friends and grooming yourself.

The party

Three days back I went to party at FC with two of my friends, Ishika and Arshiya. We had so much fun together. First at around 2I went to Arshiya’s and found that she was still sleeping. I smirked and, after slowly creeping into her room, poked her hard enough to wake her up. But being a sturdy lady, she was barely affected. But still she woke up and very slowly she got ready in one and a half hour. After that, we both went together to Ishika’s where she picked her up as her pillion rider. We straightaway went to FC after this and reaching there, both of ‘em were impressed by the view. We sat and after a while we had our margeritta pizza and chilli paneer ready before us. Everybody was delighted by the deliciousness of the Pizza. After that when it was too late to return, I had this crazy idea of coming back via the jungle path. So we did. It was an altogether really fun experience. Seriously we did enjoy it a lot…

 

I’m writing all this crazy and boring kind of stuff because I’m really excited for blogging after such a long long long time. And this year, I’m gonna blog more and more and more…

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Life is not so subtle…

Hi everyone, its been quite a while is since I last blogged about anything and believe me when I say life is really complicated and in a pathetic state these days. Although a lot of fun is going on but somewhere in my mind, there is great fear of getting a back in Chemistry. This village is full of awful people but still some of them teach really good. And one of them is our Chemistry Sir, I believe that is the reason why he wants us to be very good in Chemistry even when I know that I can never be. I tried very hard in Chemistry in both the pre-finals but still couldn’t pass which gives me the sense of failing in this course, this semester. Now coming to the even worse part, I need to work very hard in order to carve my path out of Academic Probation. My current GPA is 5.4 which gives me a very good reason to stay in AP this semester. Now, the tougher part goes, whether I score good enough to build up a score in the next semester so that I don’t literally go into an AP. At times I get so rude in this frustration that later I regret my way of talking.
There doesn’t seem to be any better side of it until the end of the semester. I need to get over all this bullshit happening. I haven’t done anything productive in months. All I have is my laptop which sits there like a dumb machine and I, like a dumb-ass is just busy looking or thinking that someday, I’ll be able to atleast to something that I want to do in life. Every day, I wake up to see that there is a waste day ahead of me. My life has become extremely pathetic. I need to do something else than this fun. I don’t want to be a part of all this fun because it doesn’t feel so fun to me. I wanted to be a programming, not a guy mugging Solid Mechanics or Thermodynamics. These are not my subjects of interests, but people don’t understand this. I don’t want to be a mugger and I don’t understand how anyone can make me something I don’t want to be. I am not really comfortable here. My parents and grandfather have a lot of expectations from me, that makes me even more fearful, but still I am trying my best to cope this up.

Back to my village tonight…

Hi guys, going back to my village tonight. Have to board at 12:05 am and will have to leave by 11 o’clock. This is a really painful day, as going back to that place is something that nobody would ever want. Students here, in my state would do anything they can to get admission into College of Technology, Pantnagar. But ask me what a place is it. An institution worse than any other of its kind. Any private bloody engineering college would provide more facilities than what we are provided there. Students are taught to remain happy by dreaming that they are the best, while the truth is they’re not even close. Almost everybody sucks when it comes to computing. I saw the fresher’s of 2011, which was unfortunately my freshers too. Seniors suck in everything but incompetence. They made such a damn video for playback during Saarang, that even I pitied on it. It just sucked. I could have made a 100times better video in just 15minutes. The only thing enjoyable in whole of the event was the performances of our classmates. Our seniors are not worthy to be even called Sir and Mam, they just suck. In almost all of the other colleges, you have to get yourself ragged for once, then you’re done, the seniors give you full support after that. But here at Pantnagar, rules go a bit differently. The seniors will fuck the hell out of you everytime you wish them or show reespect towards them, they’re completely fine if you are a guy of your own attitude and don’t give a damn about them. I tried to respect the seniors once or twice but very soon I realized that they are assholes who don’t need to be respected, so now I’ve started the later attitude since past three weeks. One of my best friends is here, Shivam Sangar. We enjoy a lot together, we meet almost regularly, do all sorts of boys’ stuff right from partying at Brijwasi Canteen to Eve Teasing inside the campus. The best thing about Pantnagar is girls’ quota. Due to which we have a lot of hot girls around here, and we keep teasing them to the extent they enjoy. At least being with a friend like him means that we don’t irritate people, we have fun and we let others have fun. Anyways, its been a lot about my village of fools, Pantnagar. I’m sad to have stuck in the village of fools. Coming to the heaven on earth, Rishikesh. The last 8days were ultimate fun. I met Raju, Abhinav and possibly everybody I could meet. It was so much fun to meet all my friends after such a long time. And here, as I sit in Sudarshan Cyber Cafe after so many days, writing this post and “Tu Jo nahin hai” is playing on my left side. Beautiful place, this is. I must say, heaven on earth is this. So much peace and the environment here at Rishikesh is so clean and pure. I’m not an environment guy or a green revolutionary to say all this, but instead I say so because the feeling of staying at a pure place is different, and that I get only and only in Rishikesh. I haven’t yet seen any other place like this in the world. And I don’t even wish to, I think this is the only criterion where I’m no more greedy, I’m satisfied about nature and beautiful places just because of Rishikesh. Taking leave buddies, see you all later.

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Good Morning, India…

Hello everybody, here I am back with my experiences at Pantnagar University. It’s almost been a month over here and still I haven’t been to the interior locations of the campus even once just because there is great terror of being ragged by seniors on doing so. The main reason of not going to the markets is very same. I had my exams in the past week and almost all of them went fine except for the “Thermodynamics”. It a course of four credits, and it sucked me inside out. The credit system is prevalent here at Pantnagar. A course of one credit would mean a question paper of hundred marks would be equivalent to a question paper of hundred marks only. But a two credit course means a lot more than that. A two credit course would mean a hundred marks paper would be equivalent to two exams of hundred marks each in the total. So we see, as the number of credits increases in Pantnagar, so does the importance of the subject. I thought a while and found out the exact amount by which the importance of a subject varies with the number of credits held. The formula for calculating the percentage of a student is (Total marks obtained by the student after applying the credit system)/(Sum of credit of all the subject). Which could be better explained with the help of an example.Let there be a student ‘A’ who has opted for 3 subjects

S1 of 2credits

S2 of 3credits

S3 of 2credits

Now ‘A’ obtains x1, x2 and x3 marks in the subject respectively. So the formula for the percentage calculation of ‘A’ would be

%age obtained = [{(x1*2)+(x2*3)+(x3*3)}/{100*7}]*100

which simplifies to [{(x1*2)+(x2*3)+(x3*3)}/7].

This was a unique system with unique capabilities. It gave lesser importance to Physics, Chemistry and Maths, while it gave more importance to useless subjects like Thermodynamics, and Solid Mechanics which are of no use to me.I don’t understand that what makes these people think that the subjects like Solid Mechanics and Thermodynamics would help in developing a good software engineer. I came here to be a software programmer and a successful website developer but all I am till now, is a frightened freak who is hell afraid of being ragged, not because they are frightening, but because my actions might lead to something destructive for the careers of my seniors. Right now, as I am typing this blog post, sitting in CCF, I’m all surrounded by seniors and while I go out, maybe someone amongst them might try to follow me, if they do so, it would be the limit. I have had enough respect for them even after their abuses, respect would only be given to seniors, who are capable of earning it. to my right is a senior Respected Shri Shabaaz Sir(that is the way of naming seniors here at Pantnagar and the Shri increases as the number of years increases at Pantnagar). He is such a good guy that even when I went to Patel for the room call, all he did was politely asked my name and that was it. Now, I wish him properly every time I meet him and I think that should be the way, respect only those, who deserve it. I have a proper formula regarding respect which implies to all “Give Respect, Get Respect”. Anyways, that is enough for now, and yes, one more thing, just ignore the password protected posts that I make because they are just the emotions which I have in me and would like to keep them as a memory as for the betterment and ease of my future. If the people out there can enjoy songs, keeping me frustrated, I can enjoy too.

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