Chand akhri Din

sitting in my hostel common room on one hand making ppt for e-biz, copying movie from lab, burning CD and writing this blog here comes in Shahrukh our SAC Sec and a good friend of mine he passes a smile I feel like passiing a larger smile.. as days come to a close as the time is limited pangs of nostalgia hit harder and harder

Feel like to love everybody when its time to pack bags, research scholars whom i had neevr spoken to I sauy Hi even if they dont look at me i say Hi still, I tease my mottu more because after that i would neevr get an opportunity i get up soon because i want to get the max out of my days... i have started knowing some good people i am glad that i have at least known them rather than never knowing them,,

I like munna feel like to hug him everyime i c him.. he is so cute... want to spend many hours chatting with rashmi about everything and nothing but she never has time for me.. :( she feels that whatever few minutes we spend everyday are enough for her what she doesnt realise probably is that i can at most come down South either for some official trip or something in future such leisurely time would never be there she prefers to spend it sleeping or with others tried explaining to her she doesnt pay a heed cant do anything else sit and watch.....aise hi chalti hai zindagi .. aur chal rahi hai..

my tonsured head gives me a new look everytime i c mirror i look at a stranger a wierd person ...

chalo ab kaam kiya jai nahin to dipti mam dantegi so back to work

rohin

On Sports day nothing about sports

Hi , My first post on the blog had tried a hand earlier at rediff blogs didnt work out quite too my expectations so now here..switched parties u c...

2 years of lovable MBA coming to an end within a fortnight or so...

Had thought of writing a diary at the beginning but then never wrote it, if I had faithfully written each day of my MBA I would not have been at loss for words neither would my memory had betrayed me now when I am penning down the yearbook for my lovable classmates... Oh How much i gonna miss them all I can never express in words.. the fights, the truce, the love, the hatred everything it still one - BATCH OF 2005 thats what binds us all..

Would come back some day soon...
Jai Hind