24X7 I think of you

Subah subah subah subah
Rat      rat      rat     rat
Aankhone mein dil mein tu
24×7 i think of you

No i am not talking about any girl i am just writing these lines about my latest, new found passion which is BLOGGING. Ya i have just gone mad over blogging. This has been the only worthwhile thing which i have done after coming to IIIT.
    Blogging is my greatest passion these days. Only thing i do these days is urging all the people i know in this whole wide world with whom i am in contact by scrapping them and giving my url in messenger. Earlier my net presence used to start with logging on to orkut but now the home page on my browser is https://lifeizlikethat.wordpress.com and whenever i am online i keep refershing my blog stats after each 2-3 mins. Seriously speaking i dont have any work these days so blogging and publicizing my blog has been the saving grace of my holidays which could have been so boring without any friends here at Dehradun. Ab dehradun ki bat aa gayi hai to i would like to say "Dehradun sucks and it sucks big time" this is one the most congusted city i have ever seen in my life. I just cant stand Dehradun and i love Lucknow much more now since the time i have reached here in dehradun.

    In the starting days i wasnt getting results but nowadays i am also getting results which is reflected as for two consecutive days i have been getting visit count to my blog in 3 figures before that for 3 consecutive days it had been hovering at about a count of 50 and before that it was at a dismal 20 but now i am happy coz my hard work (which has been for first time enjoyable) has been recognized and people at my insistence are visiting my blog.

    In the end i would like to thank all those who have visited my Blog and are withstanding this boring post now……So if you want to be thanked from my side just keep visiting my blog and keep posting comments.

PS:- After having 3 digit views to my blog for 2 days it was down to 84 yesterday and today in evening it was 69 making a nice looking parabola but now visits have again reached 3 digit mark again today destroying my good looking parabola     

An escapade with her

I would like to narrate an escapade i had with a good looking girl of our batch in my school when she herself started talking to me impressed with me!!!!:D

I was in school  at that time studying in class XI. Our school was over for the day and it was time to go home so i went to the vehicle stand and started kicking my scooty to get it started. And suddenly i realised that Xl who was considered a hot chick atleast she was good than almost all in our section (she was in B section at that time ) and i had never in mu whole life ever talked to her. Suddenly what do i realise ??? She is talking to me!!!!! Oh God of Gods how come i am so lucky that she herself is talking to me. My scooty was not getting started and she was saying something related to it. Here is a log of our conversation

SHE– “Self start kharab ho gaya hai kya?”

ME– “Haan”(short and simple and sweet). Then she was looking at me and i think waiting for my scooty to start but after some time she again enquired

SHE-“Petrol to on kar liya hai na?”

ME-“ofcourse vo to pehle hi kar liya tha” just then came the realisation when

she said “Main tumse nahin usse baat kar rahi hun(pointing to someone behind me)
when i realised that she was talking to her friend and i was just coming between them. And all my hopes go down crashing like a castle of cards and i was just thanking God that none of my friends was there to make fun of me.

This has been one of the most embarassing moments in my life(well actually the only one i could remember). A year later she came into our section and by i think that by God’s grace she had forgotten about that event by than or she just decided to ignore it coz she never mentioned it when i started talking to her after she came to our section.

Main Aisa Kyun Hun????

    Vaise to mujhe ye gana bahut achha lagta hai and the title of this post is inspired by the song but is opening line ka koi sense nahin hai ye to maine aise hi likhi hai aur main SPRITE  isliye peeta hun kyunki SPRITE clear hai samjhe bachhon(whichever way we spell it ab main hinglish ki zimmedari kaise le sakta hun).
    Well Himank achhe bachhe mazak nahin karte so coming to the topic. Today while going to the Java class and  then coming back from there i did two things which forced me to think ki Akhirkar “MAIN AISA KYUN HUN” . Its nothing extraordinary and nothing unusual for me and the people who know me can surely expect these type of activities from the Great Himank Sharma but the people who saw me then who are strangers to me must have been surely amazed.
    First while going to the class there was a gutter cover it had 2 holes on its face one was a bigger on e and the other one was  a bit smaller and a stone was kept on it which was almost equal to the size of the bigger hole anybody who would have observed this would have looked at it and would have moved on after looking at that piece of architecture specially given the condition that the person was getting late for the Java Class where the teacher had grown tired of waiting for the person many times but not me. How can i ever behave like normal human beings ever??? I stood there trying to push that stone into the gutter with the help of my so athletic feet and just kept trying to  accomplish the mean feat i had undertaken but to no use so after some time i was left with no other option than to pick the stone and drop it into the hole. After that burst of bachpana ended i saw around me and saw anold chaprasi uncle looking at me and smiling at me and evevn i myself could not stop myself from laughing at my childish behaviour and then started runningcoz i was late for my Java class. It is not a new thing for me to do such activities but sometime later while returning I did another thing that too seemingly foolish.

    I was returning after my class jo ki hui nahin coz in the days when i was enjoying in lucknow he had shifted me to another batch (earlier he was teaching me alone) just hope there is some gal in  that batch now. Whlie i was returning suddenly my shoe-lace became undone and i spotted a and kept my foot on it to tie my lace and voila what i see a state of the art sexy sweet cute charming CACTUS and now the thought comes into my mind that i should toch the cactus and see how hard the thorns of the plant are(a perfectly normal thought for me) as soon as i touched i realised that the thorns were much harder than my expectation and immediately my hand recoiled just then a car passed by and i could see a kid in it looking at me and laughing at (hopefully not) my endeavour with  the Cactus i also smiled at my behaviour and this made me think that why do i always behave in this way.

    All my friends have atleast once rebuked me for being so childish. There is a very very long list of strange habits which i possess.
    Some of them i am listing ahead ,THE LATESHT of them is whenevr i used to go to OBH or coming from there in IIT there was always one side of the lawn type thing which i preferred to use and when i asked for reason by my friends there was none which i could think of. Other one very similar is, when i used to live inlucknow i always used to go out of my colony from one side and come into the colony the other way. This routine which i faithfully followed for 4 yrs i lived in that colony. Another interesting thing which i do is whenever i see a vehicle’s number plate i just start dividing and multiplying the two nos on the plate(mostly dividing) suppose if  the no is “UP 32 AC 9059”(registration no of my beloved scooty which is sold now) then i will divide 9059 by 32 and i dont know what all types of calculations. I dont think most common people do these type of things thats why i raised this question i just hope somebody answers the quesstion……….


Well guys i thought that i should recollect all my happy memories. My life has not been a roller coaster ride till now consisting of happy moments and sad days in equal measures. I have had my share of happiness in my life which has been much in strumental in moulding me the way i am into the “BINDAAS (as one of my friends termed me)” guy but its not as if i havent had sad moments in my life i have had them also. I not only have the expiriences of happiness in my life but also have my tearful moments (Ya guys i too have cried sometimes). Lets not get in the philosophical mode i wil write about my happy experiences.

IMPORTANT:-I have boasted a lot about me so continue further only if there is no chance of you becoming jealous of me.

I will write it categorically


I have had many succeses in my academic career till now(ya i like to boast arre yaar boasting is good for my ego kabhi to khud ki tareef kar lun yaar). One of the haapiest achievement in my life has been qualifying THE NTSE well all of you must be knowing that it is the most prestigious(i dunno the spelling pls forgive me for it) scholarship in India well qualifying that was one of the best moments in my life. Then there have been many qualifying or securing a rank in each of the Olympiads in which i have done so. These were real good achievements and i day feel glad and proud whenever i think about them or watching the certificates i have won in these olympiads. Of these certificates i feel most proud on the one certificate which i won in class VII when i was first in the district in some GK N Science Comptition and i always feel that it is a big thing.Well in never gave much importance to my X n XII class results but they are the most asked things by others so it is a good thing to getting good marks there.


There have been many happy moments spent with my family all the talks about my so called girl friends with my mom. I being associated with almost all the girls of my class with whom i talked more by mummy. All the jokes cracked by my sister in her own distinctive style and all the funny names with which my father calls me. Leaving all these things one thing i can remember is my cousin’s marriage. Well those few days were somehitng i will never forget THOSE WERE (one of )THE BEST DAYS OF MY LIFE i had real fun that time serious fun just we cousins and we had a blast of a time pulling each other’s leg playing antakshari with the help of cheating of the older generation (speacially my mamas, not the mama of SEXY MAMA by Bombay Rockers mind you) and making comments on the girls of the bride side sometimes and having a breakfast with a hell lot of people (actually my mom has 5 sisters and 4 bros so quiet a lagre family 20 ppl of our gen of which atleast 15 wer der).


Well this part of my life has also given me much happiness. I can still remember that day when i found that in the scrap of Ekta Didi that a perosn has written my name in (his/her’s) list of best friends a person whom iused to consider one of my best friends but was not sure abt d feelings on the other side. Well sriously it was a feeling which i can never describe in words not beacuse it ws something special but just b’coz my vocab is not dat gud(just joking !!Wat did u think??) .And there are two people who just came to know that i am not in a good mood by just chatting on messenger and through messages. I will always remember the act of this guy who is considered to be very seious about studies roaming around with me 2 days before coz i was terribly upset. Then recently when a person called me on just hearin fro ma person that i was not in a good mood. And dat one guy who used to always support me when i was being insulted on the cricket field which used to happen almost always when i used to play cricket coz i m a loser when it comes to playing almost any game excpt calculation games(ok ok i m boasting again). In this column i think the most recent things are included forst so some of my friends please forgive me if you are not mentioned.