Every week , come Sunday morning and good ol’ abbulugadu used to wake up with a certain type of movement that would remind you of the catch phrase “Jahalak Dikh laaja” .Then he tells himself “Okay Bobs ! You got a mock today”
But last Sunday boleto yesterday , a strange thought (i would have preferred to call it a “queer” thought but queer also means “gay” ..wtf?? who cares anyway what it means ..gays are #$@#$) struck the ghantas of my mind.
The “striking” thought was the not about the mock.It was the fact that it was already frigging October (In the english version of bleach they always say “frigging” in the places of phrases where we use f***ing )
Within around half an year I would be leaving this place .Shouldn’t I be rejoicing since I never wanted to come here in the first place(3.5 yrs ago) .
Guess its the people here (read friends,comrades and fellow IIITians sans most Profs) that made me like (never thought I would be saying “like” for IIIT)this place. 🙂
– abbulugadu
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Verse of the day :
“Lord I am one..Lord I am two …Lord I am three ..Lord I am four..Lord I am five a hundred miles away from home”
– source unknown(just remembered it from “i dunno when” )
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ps : I mentioned above that i never wanted to get into IIIT .That is another story.Will say ,someday,…at the least before the next May 😉
ps1 : I actually wanted to become an IPS officer 😛 ..that is the second “another story”
ps2: Unable to decide which movie is better(or worse)…Conan the barbarian (or) Conan the destroyer.
Here’s the full song called Five Hundred Miles by ‘The Journeymen’:
If you miss the train I’m on
You will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow
A hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow
A hundred miles
Lord, I’m one, Lord, I’m two
Lord, I’m three, Lord, I’m four
Lord, I’m five hundred miles away from home
Away from home, away from home
Away from home, away from home
Lord, I’m five hundred miles
Away from home
Not a shirt on my back
Not a penny to my name
Lord, I can’t go back home this a-way
This a-away, this a-way
This a-way, this a-way
Lord, I can’t go back home
This a-way
If you miss the train I’m on
You will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow
A hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow
A hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow
A hundred miles
p.s.: Both Conan movies suck
for the love of god change the bloody template.
it sucks
@ haha :
Thank you 🙂
@Obelix :
It doesnt suck to me ..so I dont care 🙂
Yes. the template sucks.
The template seems to be fine.. :-??
@ spawn :
I changed it.Actually the guys above you (wrt comments) were referring to a very queer one which was put up for around two days 🙂