Its the time to disco

Well .. well .. well.. its that time of the year again when the newspapers make me realize that not only am I broke, but single as well. I look at the newspaper and all I see are ads which ask me to party (unlimited drinks and food), but the fine print holds all my misery: "Rs 3500/- per couple." or something of that drift.
My party today was a visit to the temple followed by a burger and a coffee. Now, maybe I will watch a crap load of television.
A new year also brings with it "The new year resolution thingies". So, what are my new year resolution thingies? Here :

1. Eat and drink as much as I can.
2. Sleep in my free time, unless I'm doing resolution number 1.
3. Procastrinate all activities except 1 and 2.

Like this I won't be breaking my new year resolutions. Ooooh I'm sooo clever..

Anyway, have a ravishingly cool dude ishtyle happy new year !!

7 x 3 = 21

I turned 21 today. I now am legally eligible to get married .... what the heck am I writing ?
Coming back to the normal world, I roamed the afternoon, I roamed the evening and I roamed the whole night, and today, even the cold was out of sight. Wow !! That rhymed. I'm getting distracted too much.
So what was my birthday like? Just like most of my recent previous ones, but who gets bored of enjoying with friends ?? Not me ;)

The passport..

was finally taken, in all its 60 page glory. This whole episode did leave a bad taste in my mouth, but I guess that goes along with all government authorities.
I need coffee.

Merry Christmas !!

9:00 am : Wake up
9-10 am: Brush, loo, watch random programmes on the idiot box, think about taking bath and then decide its too early.
10:12 am: Phone call from Anshul inviting me for lunch to his place.
10:15 - 12:30 pm: Breakfast, more random TV shows, finally take bath, ask money for petrol :D
12:30-3:30 pm: Sunny Deol movie on TV, grand lunch at Anshul's place followed by more Sunny Deol.
4:00 - 4:30 pm: Roamed CSM, decided that we would be better off playing pool.
5:00 - 6:15 pm: Pool :)

Now when I start to look at this itinerary, I can't even find a remote mention of my project. Engineers at work :)

The passport ordeal - III

Today was supposed to be the day when I finally was to receive my passport. I drove down all the way from here to the passport office along with Harman in the evening. I waited for around 45 minutes before my name was announced. At that time I thought that finally the job was finished. How wrong was I !!
The person who called out my name took out my form and said that, the name of my father was too long to fit in the database !!! I'm like: "What the f*ck!!" . This was despite the fact that the name fit in the boxes provided in the passport form. That person took me to another, who asked me to cut off some portion of my father's name. I was obviously against that and suggested to write the initials instead of the whole name. They wouldn't agree to that. The only solution, they said, was to pay another Rs 500/- and get a passport with 60 pages. How does that help in fitting the name in the database? I really have no idea.
I have another date with the passport office on Monday and god knows when I will get the elusive passport.
By the way it was a bad day all together. There was no power till the afternoon. Then I didn't get my passport. While returning I was stuck in a huge traffic jam. When I went to meet one of my friends, after coming back, the route was blocked and when I did reach his house, he was not there.
Some days truly suck :(

How beautiful are thy feet with shoes

My feet seem to be outgrowing everything else. They now stand at a record high of UK 13 1/2 (US 14). This fact was discovered at an adidas showroom in CP, where I had gone to buy shoes (duh..). The resulting shoe cost my dad 4 grand and I realized that if my feet grew any bigger I would be shoeless (or get my shoes imported, but won't my dad love it if I tell him that).

The passport ordeal - II

After my rather unsuccessful attempt at submitting the passport form , I went again to the passport office. But this time around I was much well prepared. I had the documents: the originals, the verification certificate, some more originals (which weren't even required), and a whole lot of will power. I knew which queue moved faster (the queue on the right hand side, if you are curious). All in all, this time around I was as deadly as a ninja.......mwhaahahahahahaahahah
In short everything got over rather smoothly and I am back home and stuffing myself with food.

Handwriting Personality Quiz

I got this from some place. Interestingly it only speaks of the good, or rather harmless qualities.

The results of your analysis say:

You plan ahead, and are interested in beauty, design, outward appearance, and symmetry.
You are a social person who likes to talk and meet others.
You are diplomatic, objective, and live in the present.
You are a talkative person, maybe even a busybody!
You are self-confident and like to bring attention to yourself.

Mostly accurate except, maybe the "planning ahead" part.

Wham bam body slam

Our Folding@Home team : Via Agra just sky rocketed to rank 9015. We are now an united force of 8 super heroes. Stop wasting your idle processor time!! Do something good: join our team!!! :D And be just like one of us (or maybe not).
Ahhhh food is ready, I should go now. Till then why don't you try and understand proteins.

The passport ordeal - I

I don't have a passport, but I require one as the company in which I'm about to join has asked me to produce it at the time of joining (hopefully I will get to see another country in the near future). I had been planning on getting one as soon as I had received my offer letter (in my 6th semester) and I had even taken the passport form in Cochin, but never had gotten around to completing the formalities.
Now, I have finished my 7th semester and I still don't have the passport in my hands. A toast to my laziness.
Dad had been kind enough to get the passport form for me, here in Delhi. Yesterday evening, after getting all the certificates in place, I started filling up the form. Surprisingly I took care of that pretty efficiently and had everything ready (or maybe not) by the night.
Today morning me and dad left for the Geeta colony passport office. On reaching there I came to know that they didn't accept payment in cash (I had bought cash), but only DD. Also they didn't issue passports under the Tatkal scheme (which lets you get a passport within 10 days). So I had to go all the way from Geeta colony to Bhikaji Cama Place, to the main passport office. The rush hour traffic didn't help the long drive.
After reaching there and finding out the queue for Tatkal passports, I had to wait wait and wait for a very very very long time (11 am - 1 pm), in a short but extremely slow moving queue. Just before my turn was about to come (I was 3 shy) I heard the lady in front of me talk about a verification certificate. On further enquiry I realized that I didn't have it, and without it the passport wouldn't be made (under Tatkal scheme)... arghhhhhhhhh.
I returned home empty handed, tired, frustrated, and very hungry.

The college fest

Today was Miranda house's college fest: Tempest '05. Me and Sam left for the fest from my house at around 11:30 am. We took a bus to Kashmeree gate and then from there we took the grand Delhi metro to Delhi university.
Although it has been a few years since the metro started functioning, it was my first ride in it. It is pretty cool. The station was clean and well maintained. You have escalators, air conditioning and the works. It seriously doesn't feel like India.
After meeting some of Sam's friends we left for Miranda house. When we reached there the inter college rock competition was going on. Except two bands I found the remaining lacking. To be frank I couldn't understand a single word they were shouting.
After that got over, there were performances from Prestorika (another rock band which did a lot of harm to my ears) and Tantra. Tantra was the better of the two, because they were playing popular hindi/english songs while using the guitar, drums and keyboard to good effect. At least I could sing along ;-P
After that got over we had coffee and returned home (metro and bus again).
Among other things I received my shiny new 5 free Ubuntu cds from Schiphol Triport, Netherlands. Those guys are so cool to sends free cds to anyone anywhere in this world.
Oh and I almost forgot the number of girls who turned up were quite nice ;-) Mini skirts in winters are enough proof for me that god does exist.

The 3D camera

In the past few days, while I was not sleeping or watching TV, I had been reading a bit more of OpenGL and trying my hand at making some demos (which are supposed to help me in my over ambitious project). My first goal was to make a camera through which you will be viewing the 3D world. The reason being : It is the easiest thing to make :)
So after a bit of looking up SDL and OpenGL manuals/books, I managed to come up with this:

Yes it is something like a pyramid, and yes it does look as if someone threw up on it.
The program actually lets you rotate the pyramid on its x, y or z axis, and also lets you control your viewpoint (aka the camera) with the help of the keyboard. I haven't figured a way, till now, how to use the mouse to adjust the camera, as can be usually found in games. That should be my next task.

Lazying around

Winter is that time of the year when you really don't like to get up from your bed, even if you are not feeling sleepy (at least in my case). The razhai is, was, and always will be the most comfortable thing in these times. So, when my mom tries to wake me to drop her to the school (she is a teacher), I'm torn between the comfortable warmth inside and the car, which lies in the wintery cold outside. Invariably I chose the car because I really love driving, and Delhi is the only place where I can fulfill this desire every day. The car is the usual Maruti 800, but I still haven't gotten bored of driving it. It didn't even have a music system until yesterday. Now it is even more dear to me.
Today I got drive it around quite a lot. Dad likes to hand me the job of chauffeur (not driver) whenever he is around. So, we (Me, mom and dad)went to malai mandir, my grandfather's sister's place, CP and then back home. A nice long drive.
I spent the evening with Sam and Rakesh. Sam said that he will arrange for passes to some of the DU fests (*droool*), which are just round the corner. That should be fun..

And I'm rich

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