Lyrics of 'LONELY' by Akon

Try this ultra-senti song sung by Akon and i bet u won't go out of this untill out heart synchronize with the pain of the song. The song potraits a daily life incident (like ditched out lonely Boys in pain...thanks to there Xs gfs); also THE 'chip n dale' voices are something unusual to hear but still u will luv it.
advice - to get best feel hear when you are in a ultra-senti mood

Listen to it once...n forget your dirty 'hurt' life

Lonely

Lonely im so lonely,

I have nobody,
To call my owwnnn
Im so lonely, im mr. Lonely

I have nobody,
To call my owwnnn
Im so lonely,

Yo this one here goes out to all my playas out there ya kno got to have one good girl whose always been there like yaKno took all the bullshit then one day she cant take it no more and decides to leave

I wont up in the middle of the night and I noticed my girl wasn't by my side, coulda sworn I was dreamin, for her I wasFeenin, so I hadda take a little ride, back tracking ova these few years, tryna figure out wat I do to make it go bad, cuzEver since my girl left me, my whole left life came crashin

Im so lonely (so lonely),
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own) girl

Im so lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own) girl

Cant belive I hadda girl like you and I just let you walk right outta my life, after all I put u thru u still stuck
Around and stayed by my side, what really hurt me is I broke ur heart, baby you were a good girl and I had no right, I
Really wanna make things right, cuz without u in my life girl

Im so lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody to call my own)
To call my own (to call my own) girl

Im so lonely (so lonely)

Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)

To call my own (to call my own) girl

Been all about the world ain't neva met a girl that can take the things that you been through
Never thought the day would come where you would get up and run and I would be out chasing u
Cuz aint nowhere in the globe id rather be, aint noone in the globe id rather see then the girl of my dreams that made me
Be so happy but now so lonely

So lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)

I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own)

Im so lonely (so lonely)

Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own) girrll

Never thought that id be alone, I didnt hope you'd be gone this long, I jus want u to come home, so stop playing girl and
Come on home (come on home), baby girl I didn't mean to shout, I want me and you to work it out, I never wished Id ever
Hurt my baby, and its drivin me crazy cuz...

Im so lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own)

Im so lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own) girll

Lonely, so lonely
So lonely, (so lonely),
Mr. Lonely, so lonely

So lonely, so lonely, (so lonely), Mr. Lonely

Delhi Metro Station @ Chawri Bazaar, Delhi

We (Indians) can do it! Infact v have dun it! n I’m proud of it!!
I can also bet on the fact that u will also feel the same when you see Delhi’s Chawri Bazaar Metro station. The station stands out 5 storey below the MUCH-POPULOUS ground level. The station has more than 10 escalators (silvery steel look is just awesome) and the way they are designed n connected to each other, encase a true international experience. So visit it once…n be proud of our Indian Civil Engg. and Elect. Engg….

Disclaimer - the pics were taken keeping in mind all aspects of safety and security...shockingly there were no photography prohibition messages at the station.

CSI trip, 2005...unique one

(this is especially for my classmates)

The CSI trip will surely land up as one of the most extra-ordinary experiences for all those 50 guys who went for the trip. The only word which I could think for the trip is "UNIQUE". Our destination was Mussourie. The trip was from Friday to Sunday, commencing from 23rd September (year – 2005).

The drama started at Friday itself. The departure was to be at 7.00 pm, but due to some reason we departed from the college at 10.30 pm taking dinner inside our college campus; at 10.00pm (imagine having dinner inside the college premises at 10.00 pm—somewhat unusual though). Then with absolutely no uncomfortably we left for Mussourie. It was going smoothly and very well until 12.30 am. Then was the moment. We had to encounter a major, gigantic, huge, Everest-kissing jam, etc…etc on Delhi- Dehradun highway. The jam; caused by a traffic block, was so much catastrophic that our bus took nearly three hrs to cover 10 kms (imagine – just unique). So, the big question! What did we do in those three hrs? Not quite innovative but yet mind-blowing—our very old method to kill time - ‘antaaskhini’.

Second yr + fourth yr in one team and first yr + third yr in second team. Now again just try to imagine (sorry! But you have to do this once more) how many songs could have been sung during that brief span of three hrs. Finally the second + fourth yr team lost with quite an interesting drama at the end of that throat-exploding session of singing. Still no sign of jam ending. Then came all those hilarious things, mimickers – seriously speaking many of them could land up doing RJ stuff or as a mimicker in their future. One more important thing to narrate – at this point of time there was hardly any water left onboard (it would have been highly unwise on my part if I didn’t mentioned this fact). A human can handle a disaster up to an extent. With crying-throats (most of them were sounding like a bus conductor), and with all types of trucks all around their surroundings, most of us went to sleep.

At 4.30 am on Saturday, we landed up onto a roadside motel and the happy news was that our bus had cleared the blockade successfully. Next morning it was all good (except that we were having acute shortage of water onboard). Twenty km to Dehradun tragedy striked again. Again, there was a road-blockade. The climatic conditions and surroundings were comparable to those in the regions of tropical rain forests (try to remember! any of the uncountable scenes of the dense forests shown on Discovery type infotainment channel). To make easier for you guys, just try to recollect the scene from the film ‘Sarfaroosh’ (in which the bus is stranded b/t thick jungles); same was the case here. Since the blockade was just 1 km away from us, we walked across that blockade and boarded another bus specially called from Dehradun. With no other incidents happening, our voyage to Mussourie ended at 2.30 pm, thereby ending our fifteen + half n hr journey. However, this was not the end. The icing on the cake was done by hotel’s situation - a 10 min steep trekking in rain (the way to the hotel was so tough that no rickshaw was ready to go there).

Against the forces of nature, we finally stepped into our hotel. Saturday evening was normal sightseeing that too in rain (not mentioning it would again be unwise). The best part of the trip was all bout the sat night. Inspired from Dil Chaata Hai, some of the best pranks were played on some selected guys (mind u, selection was not easy).

We all were intelligent (after all v were engineers). Moreover, it was this intelligence of ours, which prompted us to carry only one woolen upper with us. Nevertheless, this fact was unanimous among most of the lot. Everybody went to sleep late night hoping next day would be a bright day. Next morning, was even worst.

Early morning, plan for visiting Kempty fall was approved inspite of bad weather. Majestic natural beauty all around, DEO-smelling clothes and stinking bus; all made the experience unforgettable. Reaching the fall, simultaneously a doubt BORN-ed in many heads. What is the degree of water coldness? Applying all our science knowledge one by one, everyone landed in thanda-thanda cool-cool water to get drench. Now just try to visualize ‘what happens to a person if he mis-understands ice-chilled water (coming from a place comparable to Siachen glacier) as an oasis’…some guys did this mistake thinking that natural water is warmer (thanks to their geography knowledge)…and are still lucky to survive. This was the end of our tour in Mussourie. Then we set for Delhi via Dehradun. Again the same masti and fuultoo dhamaal.

Cee Succeeded I (or CSI) trip would be memorable for all of us b’coz of the catastrophic conditions v had to bear + b’coz of the masti (precisely… informal masti…most of which I cannot write about) we had on the trip.

Extended fwd-

Night stay at the hotel was truly special. The best prank was carried out on Chedi (name not to be revealed). Before I start, I would like to thank the hotel architect who had designed the hotel marvelously as two rooms are connected to each together…without which the prank wouldn’t be possible.

First of all! Chedi was sleeping in my place…so the prank carries some justification. Chedi was sleeping…in somewhat Da Vinci Code cover page position (* all body parts in all direction). His left hand on Ambuj, his right hand on Harit, his right leg on Harit’s left leg and his left leg on Harit’s a*s.
So! Here is a placement type brain-teaser.
How would u use an empty (bright fluorescent orange) deo bottle, a flash camera and an empty Colgate box to get that special moment?
What we did!
Step 1 – Place the Colgate box besides Chedi mouth.
Step 2 – Take out the cap of the deo and place over Chedi’s pe**s (hint: it’s a biological term).
Step 3 – Climb over the bed (to get a perfect view for the snap) such that your body is mutually perpendicular Chedi’s body…I would urge readers not to support non-veg thinking plz!

"Evidence speaks louder than words"…somebody said this & I congratulate him for that.
The negatives of the photos are with Niloo and God knows rest……..

Bout KP (name not to be revealed), firstly, you need to understand the climatic conditions to appreciate this. He was sleeping in his room with blanket on. HE was wearing JUST a vest and white coloured under*ear... Half of our class came to his room and started jumping onto his body. KP’s reaction was quite genuine (like a gang rape type of thing). The best part was when all this ended. Sumar went away with Chedi’s shirt & Chedi wasn’t wearing a vest.
He walked all around the corridors of the hotel hiding his hairy chest...(there is comparable scene of Halle Berry in the film Swordfish).

Another one: this incident happened as a cause of over population in our room and lack of toilets. Chedi (a touch-me-not-kind of animal) wanted to rinse off his toothbrush. Toilet was fortunately occupied by Sahil at that point of time. SO, he applied his mind.
(Many people have applied their mind and delivered out unique things to the mankind).
He also did that.
Sensing the well furnished room and my strictness on hygiene (this incident happened in front of my eyes), he took the jug containing water and started rinsing off his toothbrush BUT WHERE? Niloo’s shoes! Yes, he rinsed off his toothbrush inside Niloo’s shoes. The best part – Niloo’s reaction when he wore them (as usual, over-enthusiastic) – "yaar aab mein kafi energetic mehsoos kar raha hoon".

Then there was one more….they just kept coming.
After our Kempty fall adventure, before leaving, we all were given one room for packing our bags. Undergarments of around 30 guys (males only) were lying on the bed for drying purposes. Right from Jockey to Rupa , you could find every brand drying on the bed. While I was busy in applying binary search to find my sets of undergarments, I got hold of a packet. On first touch it seemed to a packet of small stones collected by somebody from the Kempty fall. When I opened it; it was more shocking than a bomb.
The packet had approx. 2 kg chane in it (one that a horse eat). This packet (containing chane) was contributed by Neha Singh amidst the pool of male undergarments … especially meant for Harit.
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n many more …
Oh finally some positive outcomes of the trip: we also discovered some hidden talents like…Aloo (alias Alankrita’s) high pitch snoring…May be…just may be...she is THE next Himesh Reshamiya.
Best of luck from my side.

No "REPUBLIC DAY" PARADE "LIVE"

(Well Well Well!! its 12 @ midnight...its 15th AUG 2006...another indispencible day marking our Freedom Struggle...so here is my first hand unfortunate experience on our Republic Day...26th Jan of this current year...a day as important as this)

Republic Day Parade LIVE

NO! NO! NO! Please don’t go by the title. The title of this article ‘Republic Day Parade LIVE’ looks like the heading of an essay (which used to come in our primary classes and also used to carry quite a considerable marks-weight-age); however the sentiments attached to it are much more important.

Wednesday 25th Jan 2006, as I reached my home, I got some really shocky stuff lying on my bed. That shocky stuff was nothing but the so called INVITATIONS from Ministry of Defense to see the parade. On opening the invitation, it read (in italic English111VivaceBT fonts):-

SEE THE PHOTOGRAPH ABOVE

Bottommost there was an inclusion in brackets which read in the same fonts but smaller size, that: - Please be seated by 9.30 a.m. In addition to this invitation, was a VIP parking pass, a non-understandable map of the uncountable parking lots ( see the photograph above adacent to our 'TRICOLOUR') and some more papers…all sufficient to get you that feeling of being a VIP Indian. So! Why was this shocky? Easy guess - because I don’t know anybody in my whole parivar who could have arranged these VIP passes. Seeing that VIP pass started the process of un-practical dreaming within my head (I started dreaming that I would be sitting next to VVIPs getting a clear view of the whole parade especially the various manoeuvres of our advanced Sukohi MKI 30s …which thanks to Doordarshan, we common Indians can’t see most of the time).

Next day, 26th Jan 2006 morning, when most of my friends were residing in their dreams, I was on my feet early morning. Accompanying me to the parade, were my younger brother and my cousin (both of them didn’t want to go but somehow got convinced …thanks to my lecture titled Once-In-A-Lifetime-Opportunity which I delivered to them…though my sincere apologies to them now).

Our pilgrimage to Rajpath from Safdarjung Madarssa on foot was actually quite unique. How often do you find yourself with a VIP pass (your feet on road and not in a deluxe car…which would be a more appropriate option) among a crowd, 90% of them carrying a ticket of denomination not exceeding Rs. 50.0? While going towards our destination we encountered quite a lot of people asking us for extra passes…first symptom of being a VIP. All the way we kept asking the policewallas bout the VIP stall; the only answer we received: aage chalo aage...

That’s the end of the good part of the story (if at all it was good!). Our smooth walk (the process of walking was executing at a speed of 3 km/hr) was stalled near UPSC (Union Public Service Commission). The scene totally changed here. My misconception about the number of people who witness the Parade changed; yes, today also guys came to see Parade in uncountable numbers. The disappointment slowly started appearing as the stall near UPSE had suddenly invented a problem (as told to us by policewallas)…how can a stall develop a problem hours before the commencement of Parade? God knows why they do rehearsals? Then we were asked to move to our new destination located near Vigyan Sadan.

This was the moment! The moment of disappointment! every dream of seeing The Parade soiled amidst a sea of common Humans (& not just Indians). Entry to all the stalls was stopped at sharp 9:19:35 IST…reason given: stalls were full…how could anybody sit on somebody else’s seat on The Republic Day’s dawn? Multiple barricades welcomed all the visitors, who were either V.I.P. pass holders or legal ticket holders. But a unique thing which you don’t often see in India - equal behavior with an Indian and a hot phirang. Yes! At least something to say …after all; it was our Republic Day.

About the impression on phirangies – well; there was a group of hot phirang girls (carrying a bisleri bottle and their 500 Rs. tickets) in front of us shouting ‘BULLSHIT RASCALS’ (referring to policemen). To control the public, a loudspeaker was introduced which kept shouting “move towards the India Gate stand”. How many of you know that nowdays loudspeakers also have ringtones embedded in them? By the way the default tone in this loudspeaker was “aage chaalo aage…” (sung by an unknown policeman).

This was enough for my cousin and my younger brother, but I forced them to move towards the India Gate stall (thanks to my affection towards IAF fighter jets). On reaching our new destination…again the same…& THIS TIME I delivered those two words “BULLSHIT RASCALS” (to the organizers).

THIS WAS IT! with no means of road transport available, we again had to take help from our respective two legs. This time the journey was from India Gate à Dilli Haat bus stand. While going back, actually three souls were walking – Sardar Patel (embedded in me), Gandhi (in my cousin) and Shaheed Bhagat Singh (in my 15 yr old brother). For the first time in my life I thought mouth is a more sensible organ than our limbs…I concluded this after seeing (sorry! It should be hearing) the bashing of policemen, politicians and bureaucrats and many more… done by my brother …with the help of words…thankfully.

While going back we saw young lads on their Hero cycles, who also wished us Happy Republic Day (this line is written JUST to console our true patriots).

Well! You always have to pay for your sins. As compensation to my two companions, I had to pay out their tickets for the movie Rang De Basanti; another inspirational movie which will come and go.

HOPE U R NJOYING UR FREEDOM!!

“KUTTE KAMINE”

“Kutte kamine mein tera haddi toad doonga”
- Ankit Gupta

This line is dedicated to KP. In this current birth of mine, I know of two KPs. First one is Kumar Pratyush, a classmate of mine and a human. The other one is Kumar Pyar (name changed). He eats 2 kg of meat everyday, has a serious uncontrollable non-infectious smelling problem and loves skeleton symbols (especially the one which are on the anti-smoking ads). He is boxer…and belongs to the community of Dogs (boxer…is a variety of dog…remember Tom n Jerry!…one who used to chase after Tom).

KP is a pet of Mausi (this kind of character also appeared in the movie – Sholay). A brief overview about Mausi – she is a very good friend of my grandmother and for some reason hates young teens like me. She has a very serious problem with balls (even with COSCO tennis balls). Every time a ball enters her premises, it comes out in two pieces. Her house is like an enemy’s territory for us. Me and she share the same lane; she at periphery and I in the middle.

This incident happened to me sometime back when my parents were out of station. For us (me and my younger brother), it was a great opportunity to do anything! just anything…no parent scolding on playing loud music, no issue of cleaning your room, no time limit of sleeping, etc. So, after a hectic day, we deceided to have chicken in dinner (we aren’t allowed to have non-veg especially in front of our parents) and so deceided to have a taste of it. After the dinner menu was finalized, we went to buy our chicken dish from the nearby Chicken Corner. My brother left me in between the journey as his friend turned out asking for his classnotes.

After 20.00 minutes

I was returning from the Chicken Corner (our dinner - do plate chicken curry + 12 roti). As I entered my lane, HE was standing. At first sight I wasn’t so much bothered but the second look got me to be suspicious. KP with his blood red tongue half-out-half-in was looking towards me.
Who is a dog? A dog is a creature, who loves bones and has a kilometer ranged smelling power. And U can guess what happened to me next!!

I was carrying do plate chicken curry (also bones embedded in it). KP used his ultra-special nose-power and started sprinting towards me (to get that taste of those bones). What will you do when you see a boxer (the one who eats 2 kg of meat everyday and is a pet of your not-so-good-neighbour)? If you walk, you are a case. If you walk fast, then also you are a case. If you sprint! then you are like me.

There was one major problem which I had to face. KP was running from my home’s side so I had run towards the opposite direction. While running; tragedy struck (thanks to a girl); as I banged into her. She landed onto my dinner and that was it! Within a few seconds KP arrived at the accident site and started tasting the dish. He arrived, touched his tongue onto the dish, and then went back (may be he didn’t like it… An Imp Conclusion: I and KP don’t share the same taste…thankfully).

That day I had to make that same old Maggi for both myself and my brother (the only dish I know how to cook).

IMAGINE!

It would have been a completely different story if there were NO GIRLS n DOGS in this over-populated world.

Note: This article is not written to insult either girls or dogs, but is a reality incident. So, I would urge PETA and WWF (Women Wildlife / Welfare Federation) not to sue me.
Moral: If you are carrying a non-veg (non-boneless) dish with you, please don’t pass from routes which have high probability of presence of dogs.

LINUX ASIA 2006 @ IHC, New Delhi, India

Delhi’s hub for various conferences, Indian Habitat Centre at Lodi Road witnessed this year’s Linux Asia Meet which was held between 8th to 10th February. IHC was the perfect venue for this type of meet as you don’t have much gawkers here. As the venue, the sponsors were also very catchy…as expected. The range of sponsors varied from Oracle, the database giant to the famous online job portal, naukri.com. Also making there presence felt were big open source promoters such as Red Hat & Novell. Companies like HP and Dell, best known for there offerings on IT infrastructure were also on with there latest achievements and peripherals. And ending the elite list of sponsors were Intel, IBM and Google…no prize for guessing who didn’t participated in the event…Microsoft obviously.

DAY 1

The inauguration was done by widely known Dr. Deepak Phatak, who is currently the Chair Professor at KReSIT, IIT Bombay. He enlightened the audience with his ideology on open source software. Eklavya, a project started at IIT Bombay under him was widely appreciated. Next in line where keynotes from Oracle, HP and Red Hat showcasing the usage of open source in there respective firms.

The first presentation of the day was of Google. The Google team talked about there support to the ecosystem of open source. A considerable part of the talk was based on various open source awards given away by Google; the best being Google’s ‘Summer of Code’… (In the interest of students) this event from Google had a placement upto the figure of 84%.

Presentation from Mr. Bebo White, a professor from Stanford University was based upon web applications especially web 2.0 and got a great deal of attention.

Infosys prepared an exhaustive talk on the active use of open source in Java, J2EE and also informed about the latest trends and tools used currently.

The most awaited event of the day was the session with cosmonaut turned IT entrepreneur Mark Shuttleworth. He and his product, Ubuntu (ya!! an interesting name…meaning ‘peopliness’) both won trophies at the Linux New Media Awards during the November 2005 Linux World Expo in Frankfurt. He addressed his thoughts about open source and how is he implementing it. The millionaire from South Africa also made enthusiastic commitments of sponsoring projects and hiring in India.

Day 2

Day two was all together THE Fedora day (according to Red Hat, Fedora is its lab version; somewhat like a beta version).

The first stop on the second day was of Novell/SUSE (surprisingly; the second day being the Fedora day). SUSE, a big boy among European IT techies came up with a cool looky, NLD-10 desktop. Mentionable features of NLD-10 – Open office 2.0, Beagle search, Banshee, Fspot, Tomboy and many more. The team also mentioned about there ongoing efforts in improving KDE and GNOME desktops. NLD-10 is also incorporated with MONO, a feature rich development platform for an open source .NET framework implementation.

IMAGINE the POSSIBILITIES! “Next 10 years, you won’t be able to save data (including films, songs, etc.) on our computer. Next 20 years from today, there won’t be any software (for computers) anymore. 30 years from today, there won’t be more computers. 50 years down the line, most people won’t know how to operate computers. And finally 100 years from now, human would be a highly endangered specie…After that, earth’s new tenants would be aliens”…by the way the above mentioned lines are the titles for some of the slides. That’s what you expect in the best and the most entertaining event of the day, which was a keynote session with Mr. Klaus Knopper. Knopper, who is the creator of Knoppix, provided the audience with a highly hilarious philosophical talk and also made a mockery of the present day license system, thereby promoting the concept of free open source software.

THE Fedora Day was celebrated in ‘bits n pieces’. Fedora came up with many informative presentations on different topics like the use of MONO, Fedora translators, process of localization, etc. Fedora day ended with an address from Christopher Bizzard. He pointed out the difficulties in creating drivers for various peripherals like printers, scanners, etc. He also talked about 3D Graphics and various video cards for making desktop a good experience. Lastly, Fedora declared the release of fc5 (Fedora Core 5) in the next few months.

DAY 3

Day 3 being the last day also had some informal activities amidst the technical talks and various workshops. Many companies were offering various promotional stuff and at one point of time all tech buffs stalls and pavilions were looking like mela stalls (especially the Red Hat stall…thanks to there dartboard game).

Day 3 started with a conference keynote delivered by David Axmark (co-founder, MYSQL) followed by a presentation by Mary Ann Fisher of IBM.

Post lunch session was resumed with a lecture, delivered by Mr. V Ponraj (Director of Interface Technology for the President). His exhaustive lecture touched various aspects of the IT revolution in India. A roadmap of the work to be done in the field of IT till the year 2020 was also presented. In this roadmap, projects like National Identity Card (something on the bases of smart card) were widely discussed. Topics on eGovernance initiatives were also talked about. His presence also gave the opportunity for the big companies to discuss various hindrances which they face in India.

Next on the itinerary list was the discussion with Brian Behlendorf (founder of Collabnet). The Apache guru talked about his current plans on the Apache Web Server. He also expressed his views and thoughts on how a casual user can become an expert and how can a path submitter turn to a core developer in the open source field.

Danese Cooper of Intel and OSI presented the last keynote of the 3 day expo. She promoted the concept of FOSS (free open source software) by giving examples from day-to-day life in a very inimitable style. She also focused on the participation of women in open source world.

So! What was the moral of the trip?
Open source ecosystem doesn’t have CEOs and Managing Directors; it has only VOLUNTEERS (committed to work 24*7).

“Nobody (& Everybody) OWNS the community”. – with this motivating message, LINUX ASIA 2006 ended.