mgims installed wi fi and the wi fi doesn't allow you to surf porn or torrent. luckily the brilliant wi fi installing scientists of mgims forgot to block piratebay.
as usual, slow net connection.
yet better than my melghat room with no net. something better than nothing.
grabbed a lot of strength to watch a romantic movie, started fault in our stars, and stopped it in between, will watch it tomorrow. the ed sheeran song is good.
"jitna kamata nahi hai usse jyada to udata hai"
perfect lines for me now. i didn't even get a single penny of my first ever salary as a medical officer and i booked a thunderbird 350. funny. even funnier, requested 50k from my parents for a laptop and instead of lappy i bought a sony dslr and finally... finally a yamaha acoustic guitar. wow. and now.. i need a capo, a tuner, and even a better lens for my dslr, practically, and literally speaking, with a whole sole purpose to shoot the moon, the full moon, the red blazing full moon when it is on the horizon.
end that toll with another quote - wishes have no limits.
last week mgims denounced 3 time defaulters from attaining a pg here. i realized i am 2 time defaulter, so, lucky, for the moment. who knows what flutters the future winds may bring.
talking of the winds, the evening winds brought showers here at wardha today.
past 2 years i was a caged bird with no time to leave books to unwind the bengal climate. now, seems just the reverse. caught in the middle of the jungle, with half a dozen people to talk to. a fresh monsoon will gift you leeches. a summer tide will gift you an ass burning day with no water to wash your ass. a winter, cool winter, no complaints. happy sun basking. too many snakes. foxes greet at fall of dark. sometimes jackals. bear.. heard of it, i didn't spot a bear though. lots a monkeys and birds. and motherfucking forest officials fucking the forests. the road to melghat is nauseating. everytime i cross it i make a wish - next time i will be on my bike.
what else. england got ass kicked by bangladesh today. my sweet kolkata knightriders bought a handful of deadliest spinners, keeping in mind of narine's action flaw. and atletico de kolkata won the first isl trophy. remarkable achievement from place which hardly plays any game. seriously. for 2 years i kept searching for guys who would play cricket with round arm action with a tennis or rubber cricket ball. the whole bengal plays 1 touch out cricket with plastic balls. yup. and they petrified of of round arm actions. they do play a lot, literally too much football. it rains there too much and they love playing football in the mud. and they are good.
and melghat people play nothing. no gym. just a fine road twinging through forests. its great to run through there.
just say this phase of my life is the pg drought phase. am back onto the pavillion.
i miss bengal. its like when i am there i get pissed. and when i leave the place i miss it. too many people. people people everywhere. and it showers there any time of the year. if it doesn't shower it will leave sweat wet. i remember my 30 kms cycle ride from home to south city. on my way to the mall i was drenched because of the scorching sun. on my way back i got wet because of the rain.
prashant singh chants hanuman chalisa like anything. and i met a bucket head at world gym who works acting and counter acting muscles on the same day and dares to give tips to others. idiot.
the new theme song of world cup is good.
as usual, slow net connection.
yet better than my melghat room with no net. something better than nothing.
grabbed a lot of strength to watch a romantic movie, started fault in our stars, and stopped it in between, will watch it tomorrow. the ed sheeran song is good.
"jitna kamata nahi hai usse jyada to udata hai"
perfect lines for me now. i didn't even get a single penny of my first ever salary as a medical officer and i booked a thunderbird 350. funny. even funnier, requested 50k from my parents for a laptop and instead of lappy i bought a sony dslr and finally... finally a yamaha acoustic guitar. wow. and now.. i need a capo, a tuner, and even a better lens for my dslr, practically, and literally speaking, with a whole sole purpose to shoot the moon, the full moon, the red blazing full moon when it is on the horizon.
end that toll with another quote - wishes have no limits.
last week mgims denounced 3 time defaulters from attaining a pg here. i realized i am 2 time defaulter, so, lucky, for the moment. who knows what flutters the future winds may bring.
talking of the winds, the evening winds brought showers here at wardha today.
past 2 years i was a caged bird with no time to leave books to unwind the bengal climate. now, seems just the reverse. caught in the middle of the jungle, with half a dozen people to talk to. a fresh monsoon will gift you leeches. a summer tide will gift you an ass burning day with no water to wash your ass. a winter, cool winter, no complaints. happy sun basking. too many snakes. foxes greet at fall of dark. sometimes jackals. bear.. heard of it, i didn't spot a bear though. lots a monkeys and birds. and motherfucking forest officials fucking the forests. the road to melghat is nauseating. everytime i cross it i make a wish - next time i will be on my bike.
what else. england got ass kicked by bangladesh today. my sweet kolkata knightriders bought a handful of deadliest spinners, keeping in mind of narine's action flaw. and atletico de kolkata won the first isl trophy. remarkable achievement from place which hardly plays any game. seriously. for 2 years i kept searching for guys who would play cricket with round arm action with a tennis or rubber cricket ball. the whole bengal plays 1 touch out cricket with plastic balls. yup. and they petrified of of round arm actions. they do play a lot, literally too much football. it rains there too much and they love playing football in the mud. and they are good.
and melghat people play nothing. no gym. just a fine road twinging through forests. its great to run through there.
just say this phase of my life is the pg drought phase. am back onto the pavillion.
i miss bengal. its like when i am there i get pissed. and when i leave the place i miss it. too many people. people people everywhere. and it showers there any time of the year. if it doesn't shower it will leave sweat wet. i remember my 30 kms cycle ride from home to south city. on my way to the mall i was drenched because of the scorching sun. on my way back i got wet because of the rain.
prashant singh chants hanuman chalisa like anything. and i met a bucket head at world gym who works acting and counter acting muscles on the same day and dares to give tips to others. idiot.
the new theme song of world cup is good.
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