College To Do List

I have been in my college for nearly three years and believe me not, if you want it to be, college is fun. I never realized how fast the past three years have gone by. There are some things you have to, I repeat HAVE TO experience in college. Those few things are listed below:

1) Make best friends for life: I met my bff’s in college and I am sure we will go much beyond college. If I can call the last three years any good it is just because of them.

2) Go on a Goa trip: You can go to any part of the world, but a trip to Goa with your college pals will always be the most cherished one. Trust me, it is a crazy place, where you can be at your craziest best because what happens in Goa stays in Goa. Do not miss to plan it in your college.

3) Miss classes: Miss them to watch movies, to go for road-trips or just to sit in the college cafeteria because you don’t feel like studying.

4) Study a night before an exam: That’s the best time to study, the time when you can push yourself to stay awake and complete thirty chapters of the hardest subject while sipping coffee.

5) Live in a coffee-shop: My friends and I have literally spent our entire days in coffee shops talking, laughing and doing absolutely nothing. I remember a time when we even had memorized the entire playlist of a particular place and knew that each song played there six times in a day (yeah, we are that lame and idle).

6) Pull a prank on your friend: I guess, everyone has done it, pranks are always fun but make sure it is nothing serious.

7) Slap your friend for being serious for a guy/girl: When your friend is truly, madly, deeply in ‘lowe’ with someone and cries and whines all day because of this and that someone is not good enough then you have every right to knock some sense into your friend.

8) Get drunk: Get drunk a million times and every time that happens pledge not to drink again.

9) Think of life after college: Everyone does that, have fun but not at the expense of your future. Make sure nothing goes wrong there.

10) Party till the break of dawn: Be loud, dance the night away and just party hard.

11) Ace a subject and fail another: Nothing feels good like being perfect in a particular subject and you can’t be good with everything so can fail in one of the subjects.

12) Realize: Realize a lot of things, like how your grades could have been better, how much you have changed in college, what you have to do after college, all of it needs to be thought of.

13) Go broke: Spend all your allowances on something exotic in the beginning of the month and end up having no money for the rest of it. I believe that’s how we learn how to manage our money, making sure next time we are not out of it.

14) Own a car that breaks down fifteen times a month: You will hate it, curse it but a jalopy like that is a guarantee of you having a great time for it takes you everywhere, no matter how many times it breaks down.

15) Spur-of-the-moment-trip: College is the first time in your life you have the freedom to do almost whatever you want. When it’s a cold, depressing Friday in February and you don’t feel like going to the same places you’ve been to every weekend for the past five months, take an unplanned trip somewhere.

Beer and Buddies; Books and Brew

These are the four b’s that a human being needs to live with, if I were stranded on an island either of these two combinations I wouldn’t miss anything. They help you survive anywhere and everywhere. Friends, your partners in crime, rescuers in crisis, misguides, philosophers when not in senses are the people whose company you will cherish all your lives.

You can act silly with them, pull their legs, offend them, pretend you hate them and get away with all this, although not without getting it back. They are the ones who laugh at your lamest jokes. I didn’t have good friends until I got to college, it was in college I met the people I now call friends for life. College is the perfect place to bump into like-minded crazy insane people. It is only in science opposite poles attract, when it comes to people it is the other way round.

There is nothing like having a good conversation over beer with your best buddies. That is how you stay high on life. Together they will help you survive any calamity. The two come to your rescue in the worst of situations. Last weekend we celebrated two great creations together, it was the friendship day and the world beer day. There you go, they even compliment each other this way, isn’t that just perfect? Beer is better with friends and  friends better with some beer not a lot though. I hope you did enjoy your weekend with the tow and didn’t let it go a waste.

The second combination books and brew is perfect for the times when you want to spend time on your own. A captivating book and a strong cup of coffee are enough to keep you entertained for a long time. The best sleepless nights are spent in the company of books and coffee.  It is the best way to have some peaceful, lonely and quiet time. The coffee keeps the sleep at bay when you are reading an exceptionally good book and you don’t want to fall asleep while at it.

With either the buddy and beer or books and brew combination one can forget the world around, things around seem to be simpler and more fun. So folks cheers, celebrate the companionship of these for eternity. Brew your life in a high way.

The most splendid vacation

I am finally back from the Mumbai-Goa trip. It has been ten splendid days, the best vacation so far. We, which includes Uncle V, SS and me, got to Mumbai by train, although after this trip I am not planning to undertake any long distance train journey.Both the times the train was nothing short of a nightmare.  First time we had to share the compartment with a tobacco chewing man and his family, the moment he entered all we could smell for the next twelve hours was the pathetic red tobacco. I climbed on the upper berth at around 8 PM and climbed down only once he left the next morning somewhere around 8 AM. And while on our way back we spotted a mouse in our bogey, I am petrified of mice, nothing scares me more.

Anyways the fun part was when we got to Mumbai, the first evening we were there we visited the Juhu Beach, the walk on the beach was great, the sound of the waves mesmerizing but unfortunately the beach is filthy, at night time one can’t even think of going near the water, not because the tides are high but because of the garbage. Its like a trash can compared to the beaches in Goa.

The next day was consumed by crazy shopping in Lokhandwala and Bandra, the best thing about Mumbai is the public transport. The taxis and three-wheelers are easily available and aren’t expensive at all. I didn’t realize shopping could be so hard especially when you are buying gifts. We managed to buy gifts for everyone in six hours somehow.

Rest it wasan usual trip we spent a day at Colaba,sightseeing, the day we were there, the Mumbai Secretariat caught fire, check out these pictures I got from my camera.

We also visited the National Gallery of Modern Art, the gallery has been preserving modern art since 1850. It had this calender art where they depicted each bollywood year, it was really hilarious, just check this picture I smuggled, smuggled because photography was restricted and I could not click more pictures after this.

I am not much of a foodie, but I relished the sea food, the popular Leopold cafe at Colaba had the greatest fish fry I have ever had. Another must visit cafe is Hard Rock Cafe, do I have even have to elaborate about that?

Jumbo Combo @ HRC Mumbai

On the third night of our vacation we left for Goa, on bus. The bus ride to some extend was exceptional, all night I felt I was on some roller coaster. Uncle V had a bad experience on this bus. We hit Goa mid-morning and checked in the resort in South Goa near the Varca beach which is a beautiful beach. The resort had a nice swimming pool. SS and I wanted to swim but we didn’t have costumes. We hired a two-wheeler and drove to the nearest market, it started raining while we were driving. Its hard to explain the beauty of Goa during rains, its so green, lush and mesmerizing.

After the swim we settled for another sea food lunch at a near by shack, I had a fish with cheese, mashed potatoes and mushrooms. Another great dish, it was perfectly creamy. After lunch we went to the Varca beach for the sunset where we caught fishermen fishing. They caught a baby shark.Here are the pictures from Varca Beach.

Sunset at Varca

Most of the next morning was spent sleeping and getting over the previous night, it was something that will stay in Goa. Late morning we went to Colva Beach during the high tide. That was the best beach experience, swimming in beach, being swept by the high waves, it was just amazing.

Apart from the beaches we visited churches, the big foot museum and the archeological museum in old Goa. The Big foot museum was the most interesting place, it had an old historical Goa village setup, which was very well done. The archeological museum had sculptures from 13th century to 18th century and the paintings of all the Vice-Roys of Goa till 1961. It was in 1961 the Portuguese left Goa and Goa didn’t have Vice-Roys after that. The smallest state of India has incredible history attached to it.

After three days in Goa we got back to Mumbai for our last day of vacations. We spent that day on the last minute shopping and hogging on food. I swear I have never had so much food.

I still have the holiday hangover and its hard to get over it. I so miss swimming all day long and being lazy.The time just flew by and now I am back to work.  Here are a few more pictures:

The Haji Ali in Mumbai

 

 

 

I Miss College

After cursing and hating my college for nearly two years. I miss going there now. Yes, you heard me ‘I MISS COLLEGE.’ If you want I will climb on top of my college building and scream that. Its been one and half month since my holidays started and there is another one and a half month to go.

I don’t miss the teachers or the lectures or the dingy classrooms I have my PHP class to compensate all that. The teachers here too get under my skin. What I miss is the fact that I have no company during these holidays, no friends to hang out with, I mean I still have friends but they all seem so busy. Okay not seem, they are busy. My partner in squandering the city roads is the busiest of them all. All of us have bad time clashes with our classes. And I hope they all better be feeling this way.

So anyways I’m left all alone with a book to read or with my laptop and hey, now I have even started watching tv( Its more than a year after that I have started watching tv regularly), I don’t even go online much, so its generally the book and me or the tv and me. I do love reading but not all day long, it feels so lazy to just read or watch tv all the time.

Its irritating not to have a single joke to crack and not to be people you love spending time with even if its in a boring classroom. I miss passing the lunch from one person to another during the class and made fun of for something I do or make fun of someone else and devise ways to bunk a lecture.

I am lazy, irritated and bored all day long. I wish these vacations get over soon. I need to put my rusting brains to some work, been a while since I played a prank on someone. I don’t even feel like writing anything these days.

Oh and by the way apart from reading and watching tv I also have my PHP project to add to my excitement. Sigh! Atleast that gets over soon. I will never miss these vacations. I am not sure if I will write much now, but assure you a good dose of posts during or after my Mumbai and Goa trip. Thankfully its just six days away now.

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Birthday off the Highway

Immediately after the exams got over this time, it was my friend SM’s birthday, her nineteenth, her last teen year. We could not let this birthday, just be any other birthday, the party had to be glorious for dual reasons. First We all managed to complete two years of college, the time seems to have whooshed by and the birthday.

SM had been throwing subtle hints she wanted a surprise party and this made the task hard for us. What surprise this time? Her last birthday party was a surprise one as well. We were clueless and had very less time to plan a surprise because of exams. That is when CK came up with the igneous idea of going to Kikar lodge, seventy kilometers drive from here. It was a perfect idea, a getaway and birthday surprise planned together.

One of the many sign boards

We decided to leave early morning, at around 8:00 AM, few of us had a class, including the birthday girl, everyone bunked it. SM was blind-folded to add more mystery to the surprise and make it look more dramatic. I didn’t have my jalopy this time but didn’t miss it at all. We had two of my other favorite vehicles, Uncle V’s car and SWAT’s two wheeler. I accompanied SWAT on the two wheeler for the first bit of journey. Majorly because I wanted to drive and she let me drive. She is the only who lets me drive, nobody else trusts me with the two-wheeler. Well, I just drove for the first fifteen minutes of the two and half hour journey, rest of it I was crooning third-grade songs and enjoying the ride on the pillion.

We made it to Ropar in one hour or a little more than that. Most of it was a good drive, the highway is really nice and we have driven there before. We took a stop near a canal and took some pictures. The adventure began after that when we had to get off the main highway and drive on the roads where the width keeps on reducing like you wished your waistline should. There were twists and turns, the driving got dicey. Suddenly the mobile signals went off, we were in the unexplored rural Panjab, with no sight of Kikar lodge.

Scared we had lost our way, we stopped by at a Dhaba to ask if we were on the right track, elation engulfed when came to know we were but were still a twenty kilometers away. That is when I started driving again, I forgot putting on my glasses and could not see the potholes, and drove into every single pothole making the bumpy ride even more so. SWAT who was the pillion was cursing me, not her fault, poor her.

Before we realized the size of the road reduced and it was no longer a road just a track where one can barely drive, there were signs leading to that place all over but the road never seemed end. Swat and I even lost our way, we missed a sign board.It was frustrating but finally after a four kilometer drive on those roads we entered the massive gates of the lodge.

The place was beautiful, rejuvenating, lush greens trees surrounded us, their pools were bright blue and I wanted to jump into them. It was really peaceful to not have mobile signals, away from the city. Kikar lodge also provides some adventure sports, check their site for details, we could not indulge into those because of lack of time and resources.

The lunch was pretty decent, after the lunch CK and I jumped into the pool, despite knowing we could not because we were not entitled to and we didn’t leave until one of the guys came to tell us we weren’t allowed. After that we just sat by the pool and talked for sometime, by 2:30 PM we left the lodge. The place is paradisiacal for a getaway, it would be great to spend a weekend there. SM loved every bit of this surprise. Here is a hint guys, give me a similar surprise on my birthday, just don’t blindfold me The drive back was easier, nothing much happened then. I realized give me a car, good company, a swimming pool, a few good books and I could live my entire life with just these things.

When we were leaving this is the scene that bade us farewell

More pictures

The Dakku Getup for the ride on two-wheeler

 

 

 

 

 

On losing people

Have you ever lost a loved one? I don’t mean by death, but by some incident, that hurt that person and you equally. I lost a good friend last year due to some differences, that feeling wasn’t good and today again I fear I might have a lost another good friend. Again due to some differences. I know she cared for me and I cared for her equally but the circumstances were ugly and solution none.

The feeling has come back in a year. I am fortunate enough not to have lost someone because of death but this hurts equally or maybe more. You see the person nearly everyday, and the memories of the good days come back, the person is so near yet so far. You can’t do anything.

I have always said, I fear human emotions, they can really leave you in disbelief, you never know what kind of reaction your actions can bring out from a person. You really have to tread on this path of emotions more carefully than anywhere else. Trust once broken is always broken, the tears shed will always haunt you.
Its hard to deal with such situations, this wound is harder to heal than any other injury.

I can hope now just hope that today’s situation does not have the worst consequences. People in our lives are more precious than anything else, they need to be valued more than anything else. They don’t come back once they go. Once they go, the past with them troubles you and yes you regret what you did.

I am sorry to bore you yet again with the ranting but its a part of teenage babbling, unfortunately with happy times there are sad times as well. That’s what is life.

To the people who know me personally, family and friends, all of you are too precious for me, life would be meaningless without each one of you.

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An over the top drive

* I wrote this piece in October and editing and publishing it again for this contest,  also visit this site http://www.mahindraxuv500.com/*

I have the most insane friends, their dictionary does not include the word “Normal” . They are absolutely CRAZY! After reading this post you will agree with me. My all girl gang has this  pact of  going on a small road trip after every month’s exams, to de-stress ourselves. This was mutually decided after our first trip to RDB fort. The pact is sometimes violated and this trip happened after a lot of speculations, cancellations and everyone was infuriated, I nearly thought it was never going to happen.

It was decided after the September exams that we would go to floating restaurant which is around fifty kilometres from Chandigarh. The plan was cancelled due to some  unavoidable circumstances, with each passing day the college got unbearable. The lectures were a harassment, the professors even more so, we had endless assignments, submission deadlines, presentations and tutorial sheets to complete. That is when Swat and Uncle V talked again about  plan and told me . I was just looking for this break from college, I asked everyone else and they surprisingly agreed . So it was decided that the people who have two-wheelers ( I don’t get the car on weekdays ) would get them and we’d fly out of the cage. It was the six of us and three two-wheelers, the perfect equation.

Next morning we got together outside the college gate and Uncle V and I discovered that Swat had included few of her friends and AV ( who had her own little adventure while coming out of the college, she was caught by the guard but managed to escape) in the plan and from six we were now eleven people . Now we had eleven people and not enough two-wheelers to accommodate . We thought of getting buses, I hate buses even the one hour bus journey to college whacks me out. They are just too uncomfortable especially the Punjab transport buses and CTU, since college started I have been trying to get used to them.

So anyways we had no other option, unlike the previous times we knew the way to the restaurant. That unfortunately meant less  adventure. The first bus we approached did not go to Sirhind, neither did the second one, the third one went exactly where we had to go but it was fully occupied and there were no seats available . I just moved on thinking maybe we will find a better bus, its always good to have options and I did not want to travel in an overloaded bus standing next to  someone who kept pushing me and trampling on my foot.  When I looked back I to my horrid shock saw SS and AV asking the conductor if they could travel on  the bus top, yes the  freaks came up with idea and thought of executing it . I just ignored them, thinking no one will ever let them get over the bus  but when the conductor approved of the idea, I was completely taken back. This is how I am getting killed, falling from the top of a rashly driven Panjab Roadways bus, I thought.

We used to joke about travelling on a train top or a  bus top but our life is not some bollywood movie where we can do that and sing and dance our way . I had a battle inside me, whether to go up or not, by the time I could think of anything everyone was up there except Uncle V and me. I then dismissed all thoughts, the battle inside my head abandoned mid-way and climbed up, going up each step like a petrified animal going into a lion’s den.

I never imagined I would end up on a bus top. The top was dirty and I honestly was doubtful of sitting there even after I had climbed up, but now there was no looking back or should I call it climbing down. I finally sat down making myself comfortable. The wind up there felt very nice and the view was amazing too. We could see things and savour the scenery in a more beautiful way which could not be done had we been travelling sitting inside the bus. The skies seemed closer, bluer. Have a look at the picture from the top :

We chatted like we had never talked before and then started singing as well and drew a lot of weird looks towards us  but who cared . It was glorious . The gang doesn’t  just say things we believe in doing things . The travelling on the top did not prove very good for our poor hair. The best way to worsen a bad hair day is to travel on a bus top, your hair will be at their best worst . After an hour long singing and screaming and evading trees that had the potential to hit our heads, we finally reached the floating restaurant. Getting down was major task for a few people who were scared out of wits, specially Swat who after climbing down to disguise her fear said ” Oh, it wasn’t that big  a deal, was it.”  The place looked mesmerizing, we took half an hour to de-tangle our hair, after all  we are girls no matter how we travel,  another half hour to make our faces look good.

Finally when everyone was done, we headed for breakfast, which wasn’t really impressive. I felt the place was shaking because it was on top of the water, but everyone else denied that. Apparently they are not vibration sensitive .Probably they were just doing it to contradict me.

After the breakfast we went and sat on the bank of the river and a nice time . It indeed was a peaceful place something like Jainti Dam, we talked some more, discussed things and clicked a few pictures and came back .Its sometimes good to be crazy, this trip will go down in the history of my college life and will always remain the most apprized memory.

Here are few more pictures to make you envious.

             

The Canal, you see the restraunt in the picture.

Beautiful skies

Swat and I walking

Canal again

Somewhere on the way. We had to really save our heads from that thing.

What’s in a name?

“What’s in a name?” Shakespeare came up with this quote because he probably never visited our side of the world. Even I seconded with him until a day ago. What is actually the significance of your name? Does it even matter what you are called? Yeah its the identity of a human being, but he can be identified by a lot more things. A person will be the same no matter what his name his. I believe  it’s not the man’s name but his deeds that are his identification. People will know you for your deeds by your name not for your name.

You might be wondering what I meant by Shakespeare never visited our side of the world and got himself proven wrong. I and my friends had this very funny encounter with a traffic cop, which made me question my earlier believes.

We were eight people traveling in the same car. Eight people in a five seater car is breaking rules. Uncle V was driving, the cop who had spotted us from a distance came to us and went to her side and asked for her driving license. She gave it to him but he obviously wasn’t getting convinced by that. The hunter had found his best prey to call it a day and enjoy it with immense pride. He asked us to park the car at the side of the road.

We cooked up the lamest story thinking he might pity us and let us after hearing it. And as soon as he came to us all of us poured out of the car. Yes, poured we were literally stacked into the car. Along with him came another cop or ‘mama’ as we fondly call the men in khakhi. He started mocking us and actually counted us.

All of us started telling our false cooked up story at the same time, not even one of us shutting up for a second. Have you ever seen eight girls talking at the same time? They sound like birds chirping as if freed from their cage after a long time. They can create a complete ruckus. He was apparently amused and smiled as he listened. After listening for sometime he asked for RC of the car, scared he might impound the car we pleaded him to let us go because we were already very late.

He looked even more amused, the plight of eight noisy girls was in his hands and he seemed to enjoy it. We were his prey of the day. When we were a little silent he directly looked at Uncle V showing her, her precious license, pointing at her surname he said ” Do you see this name, I am leaving you today because I share it with you.” I was bewildered. Was he actually letting us go because of that reason, I couldn’t believe my ears. Had he given a better reason to spare us, I would have been happier, like accepting the fact he could not deal with eight girls talking at the same time. But Sigh! The name it was that saved us from the wrath of the law and parents.

After he said that we thanked him, stacked ourselves in the same manner and sweared not to travel in the same manner ever again. So Mr. Shakespeare, do you see my point? I would still love to believe in your theory of a name being insignificant, it being just a source to make it easier for us humans to identify each other. But a lot of us have added a lot more to this source. Loving and being kind to our namesakes more than to others. Its sad but its true.

Good friends , Good Books and a Sleepy Conscience , this is the ideal life.

Before I go on to explain what the title  is about I’d like to wish my grandfather a very happy birthday It is his 76th birthday today ,  right after mine.We always joke that he is a day younger than me .  He is one of the sweetest person I know and the coolest grandfather. He is the one who still spoils  me with the 5-stars and fruit n nuts . I love being called sweet girl by him. Its just so cute , he calls me that whenever I talk to him over the phone. In summers we used to go for long walks and have ice-cream sometimes.

When I was a kid he taught me math and got mad at me if i did my sums wrong. It was because of him I scored well in math at that time and secondly because I never wanted to disappoint him .I looked upto him for being the calm , composed person he is. He has the most logical thinking. I love him. Thank you for being there nanu.

And now coming back to the title , well actually that is my life I have good friends , I read books and I do have a conscience that is in a habit of waking up late and realizing things after a considerable delay in time and that is an ideal life .This is the quote on my t-shirt presented by friends on my birthday. This quote was at the front and EP!C Editor Saab at the back. Check out the pictures.

It was one of they coolest birthdays , all of them dropped in at 8 in the morning and got into my room when I had not even woken up and smashed an entire cake in my face and  hair and within a span of two minutes this is what I looked like :

They are absolutely crazy , they wrecked their brains to give me 19 gifts which included cheese , oreo , snickers and pepsi the few things I love eating , a diary to write in , pens because I never have them and some accessories. And the most special and the last one was the print version of EP!C magazine’s first issue . It was such a wonderful idea and I absolutely loved it . They made me wait for more than hour to get that edition printed. But it was worth the wait. Each gift had a small slip with its number and a small message , the magazine prints said “bas ab senti mat hona ” which is don’t get sentimental after seeing this . Which happened though.

Then after the lunch we went for a drive to the lake had some crazy fun there , we listened to some of our favorites songs  in uncle V’s car since my 19th century car’s stereo has stopped working and I have given up on it . On our way back I and uncle V raced and I won inspite of the fact I had my Jalopy ans she a much and newer model of Santro . It was the most amazing drive.

I wasn’t excited at all about this birthday but uncle V , ayg , AK , SS , TJ and th one who kept pretending she was in some random corner of Orissa made the birthday the most exciting and happening one . Thank you all . And I missed Swat to a great extent because she could not be there. Love you guys <3.

And now I am looking forward to the holidays my entire family is going to be together around Christmas , exciting times . I love absolutely lurrveee December. Holidays , birthdays , family and friends all of it make it perfect.

HAHA …. I am too funny

I am surrounded by the most lame people and they crack even more lame jokes. These jokes can leave one speechless and sometimes might not even qualify as jokes . Thought I should share a few of them with you :

Date structure teacher (while teaching foreign keys) : What is foreign key ? Basically we define foreign as , when someone goes from India to another country he is in foreign land .
Me: Sir What about the guy who comes from the other country to India?
Blank Silence.

Swat and me going to have breakfast at Mc Donald’s , while crossing JW Marriot
Me: I was thinking we should have breakfast at Marriot instead of usual burgers at Mc or Hot millions
Swat : Forget it , we don’t have change today.
We had only fifty bucks at that time.

SS: Please tell me some position in  …
Uncle V : 69
Blank silence
SS(after sometime) I was saying a position in a software company.

Me (while lighting candles) : The candle wax fell on me , its hurting.
Dad: Good , you just got va(wax)iccanted
Me : HUH???

Me : Mom , are you kidding me?
Mom : No I am adulterating you.
Blank silence.

Me (at KFC while climbing down the stairs , the board said mind your head ) : Uncle V , I can’t mind my head .
Uncle V : Why so ?
Me : Because I am too high headed .

AB (on getting his green slippers back ): Guys I have my slippers back and then revolving around. Guys this is such a green revolution.
*PERIOD*

When Uncle V uses an umbrella in summers
Me : Using an umbrella is so lame in summers , how can it stop you from being tanned?
Uncle V : It won’t effect you , you anyways have hair falling all over your face (indicating my tresses that have a tendency to fall on a my forehead)
Me: Okay , so you mean to say , hair are like some anti-tanning devices ?
Uncle V: Yes
Me : Prove it
Uncle : Look at your scalp , is it tanned ?
Me : No , you have a point , so lets keep our hair on our faces.
THIS IS BY FAR THE LAMEST AND MOST RANDOM CONVERSATION.

At the traffic lights when the light turns green
AV: Drive , the light is green.
Me : Oh yes , sorry I forgot I was driving.

Me to Bro (who was studying) : Dude please tell me how you concentrate ?
Bro : I follow some rules .
Me : Interesting , shoot I am listening.
Bro : Rule Number 1 . Stay away from you (my name)
Me : Okay whatever .

And this one’s my personal favorite .
All of us were planning a trip on activas to Kasuali
Someone(i don’t remember who) : Listen this is a very far fetched plan , its not happening. Stop dreaming.
Uncle V : No we are just trying to make memories , wonderful college memories.And you should be a part of it.
Someone2 ( I don’t remember this someone either ) : Yeah just like people make babies , we make memories.
Everyone : Now that’s something new .
There’s quite a possibility that someone 2 was me. But let it be , I am too modest to take credit of such jokes.

Maybe these do not mean anything at all and a lot of them may not even be funny anymore but they did entice laughter at one point . I did not remember a lot of them and finished this post in a month of wrecking my brain. And is for all those who will understand these .