Downgrade from Vista to XP on HP

Hi, I am writing after a long time and that too because of a request by a friend. Off late I have been asked questions on how to downgrade from Vista to XP because Microsoft has produced such a marvel of an OS that people just can’t handle it at this time.

About the downgrade, I haven’t tried it myself!!! Actually my sister bought an HP-vista laptop and I used it for 2 days and 3^rd day I somehow got used to it. Still XP is XP and people like me still prefer their old laptops with 1gb ram against new ones with 3 GB coz we are still better with XP. Though vista isn’t that bad, some suggestions to try before chucking it:

1. Stop the User Control feature. For me it bugged me a lot and interfered with my natural speed and flow of work coz it asks permissions even for basic features like copying sometimes.
2. Stop all unnecessary programs. These days all laptops come with a whole lot of preinstalled softies which are basically useless. I’d recommend of going to program manager and uninstalling any program you feel you have never used and never will. Also run msconfig utility and stop all useless startup services and applications.

 

Now if you still are fed up with vista, then let’s go for it. I would still say to refrain, coz I myself have not done this, and also coz some of my friends have had some pretty bad experiences with it.

 

STEP I:-

Make a recovery disc and keep it safe in case you screw something up, you will need it.

Also go to HP support and download all drivers under your model but under XP. An e.g. of drivers for dv9507tx is

http://h10025.www1.hp.com/ewfrf/wc/softwareList?os=228&lc=en&dlc=en&cc=us&lang=en&product=3446847.

 

Step II:-

Supposedly Vista comes with native SATA hard drive support, and XP doesn’t. To fix this: 

On boot up, enter the BIOS and disable native SATA support. WinXP will be able to read the hard drive. You can run WinXP with it disabled now.

However, to use SATA support, you will need your hard drive’s controller driver. The driver must be made into the Windows XP installation disk, so you will need to rip, edit, and burn the installation disc. For instructions on how to do this, seehttp://www.powerdonkey.net/windows/x…ver_update.php

 

 

Step III:-

Install XP pro 

Step IV:-

Start XP and Click Control Panel > Add New Hardware
- This should tell you what hardware needs drivers
Use your recovery disc to search for and install drivers
For each driver that won’t install, try the ones you downloaded
Your XP installation should be working

Reliance Netconnect v/s Airtel Data Card

A review of wireless options

With the growing dependency on internet along with the rise in laptop sales, the telecom companies have brought in true wireless solutions. The solution is data cards which are “truly” wireless because they provide with wireless connectivity throughout the country like a mobile as opposed to restricted range for wireless routers. Since I have used both AIRTEL and RELIANCE offerings, I thought it helpful to give an idea to others looking to go for it. Here are the options:

_____________________________AIRTEL____________ RELIANCE______________

Price Upfront (Rs.):———————- 5000———————2850——-

Plan Offerings: Unlimited usage ———–999———————- 1500——

……………………….1GB monthly usage——- 599———————– 650——-

Now the review:

RELIANCE NETCONNECT: The card is cheap upfront. Also they give the card free for 12 months advance subscription. But the plan is costly. Also the services are fuzzy. The unlimited plan is not truly unlimited. They have a policy of a fixed maximum credit limit for each number. They charge you for every MB you download, calculate the amount (which may go into thousands, I got a 27000 unbilled balance once) but then they deduct that amount in the final bill and send you a 1700 bill (including taxes). Pretty neat. But the problem is with this credit limit they have got. Once your unbilled amount gets over 1500 they freeze the number, on calling customer care to defreeze it, they ask you to pay up and don’t understand the meaning of “unlimited” download. So you go to Web World, give in a request an then your services are resumed after 2 days.

Now discussing the download and browsing speeds. All in all, the browsing is OK. It is comparable to a 128Kbps DSL connection. But the problem is with downloads. You get a speed of 13-15 Kbps when downloading through IE or Mozilla but when you switch on to torrents, it is an average of 5Kbps. Also the connection terminates is not truly always on type.

On the upside though, reliance offer far more plans which might suit anybody. They have night unlimited plan, hour based plan etc.

AIRTEL DATA CARD: The card costly upfront but then the plan cost is less so it pays off in the long run. The net speed is also comparable to 128Kbps DSL. Also the download speed is consistent for torrents as well giving constant average speed of 10 Kbps. I have had this 3 days and have already downloaded 3 movies, as opposed to Netconnect which took 2-3 days for 1 movie. The connection is more stable, I have used it for 10 hours straight and no disconnect.

The problem may be with the plans they offer, very few, only download based. Not a variety to choose from.

The final word from my side would be to go for AIRTEL, a good service and true to their word rather than hiding anything. Moreover, the modem cost may seem too much but will pay off in 4-5 months of subscription.

PS: All tariffs as of 28 December 2007. For any further information visit: http://onlinedeals.in/reliance/homepage_v2_paln.html (reliance) or http://www.airtel.in/Level2_t3data.aspx?path=2/33/96/134 (Airtel). Feel free to ask any query.

1965

The story of a Father, Child and Some

OTHERS.

   
 

Cast:

• Mr. Stewart ( always referred as father/master)
• James Stewart ( son of Mr. Stewart)
• Mr. Michael Mills (Head servant)
• Mr. Edmund Grilo(Gardener)
• Mr. Frank Tottle ( second servant)
• Marlish family (Mr. and Mrs., son Victor)

   
 

Scene 1:

(Stewart and James sitting on table in room 2, James reading book)

   
 

James (reading from book): THE HOUSE AND THE FAMILY, we all live in a house with our family. The family is usually made up of parents, children and their grandparents. We must never argue or fight with our brothers and sisters. We must be obi… obedi….

Stewart: What s it? (Reading the book) Oh, it’s obedient. Repeat…

James: Obedient.

Stewart: Right.

James: We must be obedient and kind towards our family members. Dad I need some water.

Stewart: Ok, I’ll get it.

James: Father, where have the servants gone.

Stewart: I don’t know. They just left.

James: Didn’t they leave because of what happened….

Stewart: What!!

James: What happened last Friday?

Stewart: Nothing happened last Friday.

James: Father…

Stewart (angrily): You have been saying this all week and I have told you again and again that nothing happened… Anyway I have sent an advertisement to the newspaper for servants. We shall have servants this week.

(Bell rings. Mr. Stewart moves to the door and opens. Lights on three people standing.)

Stewart: Yes…

Mills: Good morning Sir, we have come about the…

Stewart: Oh yes, oh of course. Come in. (opening door and letting them in) I wasn’t expecting you so soon.

And you are…

Mills: I’m Michael Mills. This is Edmund Grilo and Frank Tottle.

Grilo: Pleased to meet you sir, I take care of the gardening.

Stewart eyeing Tottle, expecting him to speak.

Stewart: Have you had much experience.

Mills: Oh sir, don’t let that face fool you sir, he is older than he looks.

Stewart: Can you iron?

No reply from Tottle, just a nod.

Stewart: What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?!!

Mills: He can’t talk sir; the poor guy’s a mute. Oh but he is a good worker, I can promise you that.

Stewart: Very well, Mr. Mills you shall sleep in the attic, Mr. Grilo you can sleep in the shed.

(Mills eyeing the dust on the table)

Stewart: As you can see the house work has been rather neglected since the servants disappeared a week ago.

Mills: They just vanished!!

Stewart: Into thin air. No notice, no nothing. They didn’t even collect their wages.

Mills: What a strange thing…

Stewart: You will soon find out that this place is not the ideal home. And it’s been acting even more strangely since a week. Hence my advertisement asking for honest and hardworking people.

Grilo: There’s nobody more honest and hardworking than us, isn’t it Mills.

Mills: Oh yeah…

(Crying sound from background, Stewart holds hand up asking for silence. Sound grows a bit)

Stewart: JAMES!!!!! (Starting up) James I’m coming!!!

Moves to room 2, enters, James still sitting on the table.

Stewart: James!!

James: What’s the matter dad?

Stewart: Why were you crying?

James: I wasn’t!!!

Stewart: There is no need to feel ashamed, you can tell daddy.

James: I don’t. If I had been crying id tell you.

Stewart: Oh really, so I was imagined it, did I.

James: No, it was that boy victor.

Stewart: Who’s victor.

James: The boy that was here a moment ago. I told him to let me study but he wouldn’t stop crying. I think he is a spoilt brat. He said that he doesn’t like the house but has to live here. His father’s a musician and needs the peace.

Stewart: so you have spoken to his father as well!!

James: No. He is with the others in the hall.

Stewart: But I’ve just come from the hall, there’s no one there.

James: Maybe they moved upstairs.

Stewart: That’s enough James. (Sighs) Anyway, these are our new helpers.

Mills: Hello child, my name is Michael Mills. You can call me mike if you like.

James: My name is James.

Stewart: So now James, you can play now, but due to your behavior today, you will learn two chapters tomorrow as a punishment.

James: But that wasn’t me…

Stewart: Enough…

(James leaves, FADE OUT)

   
 

   
 

   
 

   
 

Scene 2:

(James in room 2 with Mills, reading, Stewart working in room 1)

(Sound of footsteps, probably from upstairs, Stewart perturbed by it. Still carries on after it stops. It comes again. Stands and moves to rooms 2. Opens the door. Startled to see James sitting. James and mills also startled.)

Stewart: Oh… well Mr. Mills, can I have a word with you?

Mills: Oh yes sir…

(Both move to room 1, lights out on room 2)

Stewart: Well Mr. Mills, the postbox is out in the garden and the postman comes every Wednesday. (Takes out a letter) But I see that he has not come this week. So the advertisement never came out in the newspaper. So would you mind explaining what you are doing here?

Mills (smiling): Well I understand. Well sir that was exactly what I was going to say when you opened the door. The truth is we just look out for a chance to work. And you know a big house like this is always in need of some. Also we got the news that the servants had left the house.

Stewart: You mean you have worked in a house like this before?

Mills: this may come as a surprise but we in fact used to work here.

Stewart: HERE!! Hmm… so you say you know the house well.

Mills: Like the back of my hand.

(Footsteps)

Stewart: Incidentally Mr. Mills, I’ve had to put up with the noise of Tottle running around like there were three of him. Would you mind telling him that there is not much need to kick up such a rumpus to do a bit of cleaning?

Mills: Very well sir.

(Mills leaves to darkness in left flank, lights dim on both rooms, and Stewart starts to work)

(Footsteps. Stewarts gets up but just freezes looking towards the left flank. Spot on left flank. There we see mills talking to Tottle. Stewart walks to room 2 to look for James. Sees him sitting)

Stewart: Who was that?

James: What?

Stewart: The footsteps, I heard them, didn’t you?

James: Yes I did but it wasn’t me.

Stewart: very well, come to the other room so I can keep an eye on you.

James: As you wish.

(They move to room 1, just as they are about to sit, they hear footsteps. Stewart is alarmed. James Calm.)

Stewart: What was that??!!

James (suspiciously, as if hiding something): How would I know?

Stewart: I can very well tell that you know something that you aren’t telling!! I want the truth.

James: I told the truth yesterday and I got punishment. I DON’T KNOW WHO IT WAS.

(Sound of the guitar from room 2. Stewart highly alarmed moves to room 2. Lights up on room2. Just as he enters, music stops. But the guitar is out on the chair. <IF POSSIBLE: the door closes behind him>)

Stewart (high panic): MILLS!! MILLS!!

(All 3 servants run in to room2)

Stewart: I want the whole house searched. Tottle and grille you search, mills stay with James.

(Stewart moves out, mills moves to room 1)

Mills: Well child what was it?

James: it was them, victor and also the others, but you won’t believe me.

Mills: From when have you been seeing them?

James: 2 days, victor says it’s their house now.

Mills: Well child, is this all because of what father did last Friday?

(James is highly startled)

James: Nothing happened, and I know you don’t believe me.

Mills: No child I very well believe you. I CAN SEE THEM AS WELL!! Your father will understand soon, sooner or later he will come to know.

FADE OUT

   
 

   
 

Scene 3:

(Grilo on right flank gardening. Mills in room 1 cleaning. Stewart moves into room 1 carrying an old looking book)

Stewart: Mr. Mills, I was searching the house and found this. Can you explain it?

(Both look at the book)

Stewart: These pictures… they are all sleeping in the pictures.

Mills: No sir. Dead. This is a book of the dead. In the last century people used to take pictures of the dead thinking the soul might live on.

Stewart: well then get rid of it. I don’t want that kind of a thing in my house.

(Stewart moves out to right flank to Mr. Grilo)

Stewart: Mr. Grilo, I wanted you to search this garden. For if there is a grave here.

Grilo: Well sir, I have been working for a week now but I haven’t seen any.

Stewart: still, please search. I want to see if a family was buried here and if they had a child named victor. I’m going to the church to ask father Francis to come.

(Stewart moves back to house. Mills moves to Grilo)

Mills: Now he thinks the house is haunted.

Grilo: do you think we should let him go.

Mills: don’t worry the fog won’t let her go far, he’ll just return.

Grilo: and when do you think we should let this out into the open. (Pointing towards a pile of leaves he is working on)

Mills: I think the time has come…

Grilo bends to the pile and lights out.

   
 

Stewart walks back, spot on him, on right flank. Walks along. But startled to see. Sees the place where there were a pile now are 3 grave stones. Names Mills Grilo and Tottle on them. Startled, freaks out.

Stewart (shouting and moving to room 1): James, James!!! Where are you!!

James enter room1

Stewart: are you all right? Where are the servants?

Lights on left flank. The 3 standing on left flank.

Grilo: Yes sir?

Stewart: James just move to that room, lock it and don’t come out.

James moves to room 2<darkness>

Stewart: what do you want?

Mills: We have been trying to tell you about the house. About the new situation. We must all learn to live together. The living and the dead.

Stewart: If you are dead leave us in peace.

Grilo: Suppose we do leave you. You think they will. The intruders.

Stewart: There are no intruders!!

Grilo: Oh believe me they are. And now they are in there with you and your child.

Mills: And believe me, sooner or later they will find you.

(SHOUT from James)

Mills: The intruders have found him.

Grilo: You will have to go and talk to them.

(Stewart scared, thinking walks to room2)

<A male voice>: Why are you afraid come speak to me…

Stewart opens the door, lights on room 2, on the table there sit, Father of a church, a male a female<if possible> and a child. James standing nearby father Francis feeling scared.

Francis: Come speak to me. Tell me what happened?

Stewart: Don’t talk to him! James!

James: If I tell him they may just leave us in peace.

Francis: Why are you crying child, what happened in this room?

(James walks to father and whispers to his ear)

Francis: Hanged, is that how you both died?

James: what, we did not die!!

Francis: child if you are dead why you do remain in this house?

James: We are not dead! We are not dead! We are not dead!

Stewart: WE ARE NOT DEAD! We survived!

Stewart comes and tears off the papers they are working on the desk. Takes the child and goes out to room 1 running. Father jerks a bit.

Mr. Marlish: Are you ok?

Francis: yeah, just a bit dizzy. So both of them made contact. What they had to say was interesting? Isn’t it?!

Mrs. Marlish: INTERESTING! I was scared out of my wits. See Jason, so far we have handled this method in your way. Father said to play music to them, you did, and they became even more active. And now both of them make contact. Victor has even being having visions of that boy. We are leaving this home! That’s enough.

Mr. Marlish: Darling please calm down.

Mrs. Marlish: no Jason. I can’t let my child go through this.

   
 

Light out in room 2. In room 2, Stewart and child on floor crying.

Stewart: I couldn’t understand at first. We both were there that day. You stopped moving. I thought we might be dyeing. But then you moved. I thought like god had given us a second chance… I ….

James: Dad, if we are dead, are we in heaven or hell.

Stewart: I’m no wiser than you are…

Mills: Sir, so you realize. The intruders are leaving. But others shall come. Sometimes we may feel them other time may not. That’s how it is. May I make you a coffee sir?

Stewart nods. Mills leaves. All lights out, spot on Grilo and Tottle-

Grilo: I ONLY WISH THE LIVING AND THE DEAD COULD LIVE TOGETHER……

   
 

THE END

ANTI-CLIMAX

“I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.”

Well the last installment is out and You-Know-Who has been killed. Harry survives. All is well. But was it?

The point is all this just seemed a kind of anti-climax to me. After all, when I think of it, Vold was killed by the wand he was using isn’t it? But this is not to criticize Rowling. The fact that I’m writing about it is a tribute in itself to the legend that is POTTER. Now the points that cause this disappointment:

Well, it just seems to me that she just couldn’t decide whether to make it good or bad, right or wrong. See the story was kind of going very well. He couldn’t do anything but run. Then he knows about the Hallows n thinks that they might be the answer. But then Rowling backtracks again. Back to Horcruxes. And still it was acceptable. The final answer would have to be the Horcrux. Still it wasn’t. She changes yet again. The final answer is Hallow again. But then if this seems that it’s a kind of ‘twist in the tale’ I don’t feel like it neither do I agree. The end seems more like a fairytale like ‘The Tale of Three Brothers’ rather than the end of the POTTER adventure. She has just sort of undermined her own intelligence. There are even loop-holes in the plan:

• If the elder wand was Harry’s, then why does the initial Avada hit him? It shouldn’t even try to hurt his master.

   
   

• Then, it is said that Dumbledore beats Grindelwald in a duel, Grindelwald using the Elder wand. But if it is so, Grindelwald shouldn’t have lost. After all the wand is invincible and has been passed on by treachery rather than winning it.

All I would say is that it would have been a lot better if the book ended after ‘The Forest Again’.

 
 

Besides, Rowling, 41, said June 27 that two characters die in the final book of the series. “One character got a reprieve but I have to say that two die that I didn’t intend to die”. Well, we know who got the reprieve but who are the two dead she refers to, considering so many die and none that significant!

 
 

 
 

“Mischief managed!”

Our ‘TRYST with DESTINY’

 
 

 
 

Now here is something that many of us missed out on….

 
 

Long years ago we made a tryst with destiny, and now the time comes when we shall redeem our pledge, not wholly or in full measure, but very substantially. At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom. A moment comes, which comes but rarely in history, when we step out from the old to the new, when an age ends, and when the soul of a nation, long suppressed, finds utterance. It is fitting that at this solemn moment we take the pledge of dedication to the service of India and her people and to the still larger cause of humanity.

 
 

At the dawn of history India started on her unending quest, and trackless centuries are filled with her striving and the grandeur of her success and her failures. Through good and ill fortune alike she has never lost sight of that quest or forgotten the ideals which gave her strength. We end today a period of ill fortune and India discovers herself again. The achievement we celebrate today is but a step, an opening of opportunity, to the greater triumphs and achievements that await us. Are we brave enough and wise enough to grasp this opportunity and accept the challenge of the future?

 
 

Freedom and power bring responsibility. The responsibility rests upon this Assembly, a sovereign body representing the sovereign people of India. Before the birth of freedom we have endured all the pains of labor and our hearts are heavy with the memory of this sorrow. Some of those pains continue even now. Nevertheless, the past is over and it is the future that beckons to us now.

 
 

That future is not one of ease or resting but of incessant striving so that we may fulfill the pledges we have so often taken and the one we shall take today. The service of India means the service of the millions who suffer. It means the ending of poverty and ignorance and disease and inequality of opportunity. The ambition of the greatest man of our generation has been to wipe every tear from every eye. That may be beyond us, but as long as there are tears and suffering, so long our work will not be over.

 
 

And so we have to labor and to work, and work hard, to give reality to our dreams. Those dreams are for India, but they are also for the world, for all the nations and peoples are too closely knit together today for any one of them to imagine that it can live apart Peace has been said to be indivisible; so is freedom, so is prosperity now, and so also is disaster in this One World that can no longer be split into isolated fragments.

 
 

To the people of India, whose representatives we are, we make an appeal to join us with faith and confidence in this great adventure. This is no time for petty and destructive criticism, no time for ill-will or blaming others. We have to build the noble mansion of free India where all her children may dwell.

 
 

II

 
 

The appointed day has come-the day appointed by destiny-and India stands forth again, after long slumber and struggle, awake, vital, free and independent. The past clings on to us still in some measure and we have to do much before we redeem the pledges we have so often taken. Yet the turning-point is past, and history begins anew for us, the history which we shall live and act and others will write about.

 
 

It is a fateful moment for us in India, for all Asia and for the world. A new star rises, the star of freedom in the East, a new hope comes into being, and a vision long cherished materializes. May the star never set and that hope never be betrayed!

 
 

We rejoice in that freedom, even though clouds surround us, and many of our people are sorrow stricken and difficult problems encompass us. But freedom brings responsibilities and burdens and we have to face them in the spirit of a free and disciplined people.

 
 

On this day our first thoughts go to the architect of this freedom, the Father of our Nation, who, embodying the old spirit of India held aloft the torch of freedom and lighted up the darkness that surrounded us. We have often been unworthy followers of his and have strayed from his message, but not only we but succeeding generations will remember this message and bear the imprint in their hearts of this great son of India, magnificent in his faith and strength and courage and humility. We shall never allow that torch of freedom to be blown out, however high the wind or stormy the tempest.

 
 

Our next thoughts must be of the unknown volunteers and soldiers of freedom who, without praise or reward, have served India even unto death.

 
 

We think also of our brothers and sisters who have been cut off from us by political boundaries and who unhappily cannot share at present in the freedom

 
 

That has come. They are of us and will remain of us whatever may happen, and we shall be sharers in their good [or] ill fortune alike.

 
 

The future beckons to us. Whither do we go and what shall be our endeavor? To bring freedom and opportunity to the common man, to the peasants and workers of India; to fight and end poverty and ignorance and disease; to build up a prosperous, democratic and progressive nation, and to create social, economic and political institutions which will ensure justice and fullness of life to every man and woman.

 
 

We have hard work ahead. There is no resting for any one of us till we redeem our pledge in full, till we make all the people of India what destiny intended them to be. We are citizens of a great country on the verge of bold advance, and we have to live up to that high standard. All of us, to whatever religion we may belong, are equally the children of India with equal rights, privileges and obligations. We cannot encourage communalism or narrow-mindedness, for no nation can be great whose people are narrow in thought or in action.

 
 

To the nations and peoples of the world we send greetings and pledge ourselves to cooperate with them in furthering peace, freedom and democracy.

 
 

And to India, our much-loved motherland, the ancient, the eternal and the ever-new, we pay our reverent homage and we find ourselves afresh to her service.

 
 

JAI HIND.

 
 

(Jawaharlal Nehru (1889-1964):

Speech on the Granting of Indian Independence, August 14, 1947)

 
 

  

SAW

 
 

LET THE GAME BEGIN….

 
 

 
 

Greetings… and welcome. I trust that you are all wondering where you are. I can assure you that while your location is not important, what these words offer for your IS important… salvation, if you earn it. 3 hours from now the door to this puzzle will open. Unfortunately, you only have 2 hours to solve. Right now, you are breathing in a deadly nerve agent. You’ve been breathing it since you’ve arrived here. Those of you familiar with the Tokyo subway attacks will know its devastating effects on the human body. The only way to overcome it and walk out that door is to find an antidote. Several are hidden around this house. One is inside the safe in front of you. You all possess the combination to the safe. Think hard… the numbers are in the back of your mind. The clue to their order can be found “over the rainbow”. Once you realize what you all have in common, you will gain a better understanding of why you’re here. X marks the spot for that clue, so look carefully. Let the game begin…..

 
 

 
 

Hello Amanda. You don’t know me, but I know you. I want to play a game. Here’s what happens if you lose. The device you are wearing is hooked into your upper and lower jaw. When the timer in the back goes off, your mouth will be permanently ripped open. Think of it like a reverse bear trap. Here, I’ll show you. There is only one key to open the device. Look around Amanda. Know that I’m not lying. Better hurry up. Live or die, make your choice….

 
 

 
 

Hello, Xavier, I want to play a game. It’s similar to the game you play as a drug dealer, the game of giving hope to the desperate. I think we can agree that your situation is desperate, so I’m going to offer you hope. By entering this room, you have started a timer. When the timer runs out the door will be locked forever, locking away the antidote inside it. If you want to find the key, you will have to crawl through the same squalor that your customers have. I’ll give you one hint where to find it. It will be like finding a needle in a haystack.

Can you imagine what it feels like to have someone sit you down and tell you that you’re dying? The gravity of that, hmm? Then the clock’s ticking for you. In a split second your awe is cracked open. You look at things differently – smell things differently. You savor everything be it a glass of water or a walk in the park. But most people have the luxury of not knowing when that clock’s going to go off. And the irony of it is that that keeps them from really living their life. It keeps them drinking that glass of water but never really tasting it.

 
 

You think death is an excuse for what you do??

 
 

What is the cure for death? The cure for death itself!! The answer is immortality. By creating a legacy, by living a life worth remembering, you become immortal.

 
 

 
 

So, the next time that you think your day isn’t going quite the way you planned it and you start getting that “life sucks” feeling, just remember that it could be worse – you could be forced to hacksaw your foot off to escape from a very smelly predicament. Somehow your own situation starts to seem “not so bad”.

 
 

GAME OVER

  

INTERPRETETION

Eminem ROX

The name says it big time. You are just sitting, sick of your life and just put him on. Nirvana you feel, he just tells you what you want to hear. Not the slang and language, I don’t mean that. But the issues he raises are completely yours. Or maybe when you are that screwed up mentally, he just comes as your friend. Let’s see, take STAN, supposedly written by him trying to bring out his problems in dealing with fame. But then you aren’t famous, how do you identify. Just interpret the song as one written from one friend to another who have had some miscommunication. Just it hits the nail on its head. Then listen to it as from one lover to his love, whom he could never tell. Bingo there it also. Maybe Eminem is a genius. Maybe the mind believes what it wants to believe. Take TURN THE PAGE and it too may have many interpretations!! The only problem with Eminem is he is too fast……

Hari Potter

The Five Point Someone

‘Getting caught smuggling a dragon and losing 150 points in one night. Harry couldn’t sleep thinking what fellow Gryffindors would think of him .Could it get any worse!’

‘A night to forget. Getting caught stealing a paper and having a disco called on for you. It couldn’t get any worse.’

Curious the similarities might seem but reading through Harry Potter I, I get that feel again and again, the feeling they call déjà-vu. But this one is not attributed to a dream. Read Chetan Bhagat’s Five point Someone and you will know. For a long time I had thought he was smart. He didn’t write that well, neither was his story extraordinary neither was it the truth. Rather he had used his smartness in conjuring a best-seller. These are some of the reasons I feels so:

1. Well first a little synopsis of the novel. The book starts good enough giving you an insight into a fresher at IIT. It feels authentic enough. True it is but for about 5 chapters only. He is alright about saying about the workload and all but then he starts to brag or rather as we say “uchhaal diya saale ne”. The operation pendulum was a piece of shit. Not even nice to read let alone believe. Nothing like that could ever happen, besides if my sources are correct he isn’t a five pointer, rather a 7½. So how did he write a bestseller! Because…
2. He picked up the characters from the international phenomena called Harry Potter. You can very well see the resemblance between Alok and Hermione. Both want to follow the system at first. Both don’t want to break the rules. Then they have a fight with friends because their friends screw with the system. Then their friends help them. Alok’s family problems are taken care of while Hermione’s life is saved. So they both agree to a bit of rule breaking. Then come the families of the characters. These are mixed up a bit to hide. Ron’s family is not that well off resembled by Alok’s. While you wonder why Hari’s family is never talked about?? Because very little is known of Hermione’s family! Besides Ryan seems to be modeled on Harry : adventurous , kind of smart…
3. I even feel that Prof. Cherian has been modeled on Snape, but maybe that’s too much to say.
4. Then he also uses a very clever tactic, he names chapter for events that take place at the very end of the chapter. Makes you wonder why he named so till you end the chapter, and when you know the chapter is over and another title to wonder about.
   

   “It needs a thief to catch a thief”
   

And we all called him ‘OSAMA’

USAMA BIN LADEN

 

Aliases:

Usama Bin Muhammad Bin Ladin, Shaykh Usama Bin Ladin, The Prince, The Emir, Abu Abdallah, Mujahid Shaykh, Hajj, The Director

DESCRIPTION

Date of Birth Used:	1957	Hair:	Brown
Place of Birth:	Saudi Arabia	Eyes:	Brown
Height:	6′4″ to 6′6″	Sex:	Male
Weight:	Approximately 160 pounds	Complexion:	Olive
Build:	Thin	Citizenship:	Saudi Arabian
Language:	Arabic (probably Pashtu)
Scars and Marks:	None known
Remarks:	Bin Laden is left-handed and walks with a cane.

CAUTION

Usama Bin Laden is wanted in connection with the August 7, 1998, bombings of the United States Embassies in Dar es Salaam, Tanzania, and Nairobi, Kenya. These attacks killed over 200 people. In addition, Bin Laden is a suspect in other terrorist attacks throughout the world.

REWARD

The Rewards For Justice Program, United States Department of State, is offering a reward of up to $25 million for information leading directly to the apprehension or conviction of Usama Bin Laden. An additional $2 million is being offered through a program developed and funded by the Airline Pilots Association and the Air Transport Association.

SHOULD BE CONSIDERED ARMED AND DANGEROUS

WHATs in a NAME!!

Remembering the forgotten

A nice Saturday morning it seems until Mr. comes into his senses, gets out of bed and realizes of a quiz he has. So gets ready, taking his time while his friends discuss or rather fight till the only conclusion is that this course sucks. So Mr. has his lunch and listens to Lose Yourself on his way – as if that would bring some hidden knowledge out of him. Anyway there he is, carefully finding a seat behind a pillar. The quiz starts.

Page 1: Huh…

Page 2: Blah…

Page 3: Finally there is something he’s confident of, starts with it, some question on fluid mechanics it seems. Soon enough he realizes the need for a calculator. But hey he doesn’t have one. So asks his 2 friends nearby, all dumbfounded without a calculator! So thinks a second and reluctantly turns around to ask for a calculator from the girl sitting behind. And then…

Well just as usual he has to ask for the calculator, the problem is he can’t remember her name!! Well not exactly, he surely knows the name that she’s been called by in his group, but surely he can’t call her SHUT UP! So there he is staring at her face. The various names crop up. A*SH***-no. S*R***KA –no. Finally yes he gets it P*A**T*. Yes he gets her name and gets the calci but that wasn’t what all the fuss was about. It was the fact that getting too involved in nicks makes him forget the real so from now on he decides to suffix the nicks whenever used by the real. So from now on whenever he says SHUT UP, in the mind he reinforces that the name is P*A**T*.

P.S. -> For curiosities’ sake, here are some of the IIT nick names. Please post some weird ones if u have ‘em:

DEKHMUKH (the legendary name though we prefer the other one)

THARKI

KAUA (CROW)

SHUT UP

BALTI

BILLI

NUMB

GOLGAPPA

NUMB ENCORE

MOTA

MACHAR

LH (HUGGA)

CHUSLI