December 16th, 2004
We got the LAN connections set-up at our place. Then, I had two bottles of beer, and friends say I got insane in that. Dearest Changu said that I behaved kinda weird the next day that is December the 17th, Anamika’s birthday, when we went to pay our electricity bill. I seldom remember anything. And I had made a resolution, not to drink for a year! And I am successful in completing it.
December 16, 2005
Everyday has some significance in our life. So has 16th of December in my life…
16th of December, 2005.
A special day indeed… I made a call back home, and suddenly, I find myself too close to Papa. And this day has become a special one in my life... I don’t exactly know in which way it is... or may be I do, but all I know at this instant is that it is special.
It, whatever it is, a relation or a feeling…
December 17th 2005
Moments before, I completed “Five Point Someone” written by Chetan Bhagat
And after having reading that I can say a few things about our Alma-Mater, our IIIT, the Indian Institute of Information Technology, in lines of that under performer.. the first thing about leaving IIIT would be that I don’t have to attend those boring lectures anymore and no more classes.. ahh.. That’s a good thing…
But the bad thing is that I won’t be able to see my friends’ with the very start of my day, everyday!
I will miss my hostel.
I will have a new set of responsibilities but God, I will miss those days.. coz yes, I may leave IIIT, but in a way, my soul still stays here...
Maybe in the hostel corridors of Nandi Villa or AQ-5 or the chai waali didi's chais... and every crazy thing that I did here, right from falling in love to whatever... once only, but to cherish, for always..
-Aseem Shakuntal
An Engineer and an engineer by heart… [:p, ;)]
Sunday, December 18, 2005
Thursday, December 15, 2005
kinda different?
which of these images do you like? Want to get something for your name too? go to this site and enjoy the way i did! Yeah.. tell me which one you liked the most..
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
the making of a poet...
To understand life, spend a few days in heaven
Fly, Glide, Float
Chase a cloud
Ride an elephant
Do a spice tour
Pick strawberries, cycle romantic trails
Trek deep dark forests
Embark on jungle safari
Talk to the mountain goat
Loose your heart to a wild flower
Surrender to the rejuvenating touch of nature
Visit the gods
And then, you are born anew…
A hundred musicians awake your spirit
Magical torches shed light on the unknown
Warriors flashing blades of steel ward of evil
Majestic elephants stand guard
Thousands wait with baited breath
Suddenly the music reaches a psychedelic crescendo
Giant spirits in astounding forms emerge
And then, you are blessed…
Step in watercolors by god
In a million shades of green
The endless backwaters meander
Lilies bloom, lotuses smile
Children play, coir women sing
Butterflies dance, fishes plop
Birds dive, elephants bathe
The wind whispers
Paddy fields prance
Bullock carts jingle
Ducks glide, boats sail
Life flows
And then, suddenly, you are a poet…
-Aseem Shakuntal
Fly, Glide, Float
Chase a cloud
Ride an elephant
Do a spice tour
Pick strawberries, cycle romantic trails
Trek deep dark forests
Embark on jungle safari
Talk to the mountain goat
Loose your heart to a wild flower
Surrender to the rejuvenating touch of nature
Visit the gods
And then, you are born anew…
A hundred musicians awake your spirit
Magical torches shed light on the unknown
Warriors flashing blades of steel ward of evil
Majestic elephants stand guard
Thousands wait with baited breath
Suddenly the music reaches a psychedelic crescendo
Giant spirits in astounding forms emerge
And then, you are blessed…
Step in watercolors by god
In a million shades of green
The endless backwaters meander
Lilies bloom, lotuses smile
Children play, coir women sing
Butterflies dance, fishes plop
Birds dive, elephants bathe
The wind whispers
Paddy fields prance
Bullock carts jingle
Ducks glide, boats sail
Life flows
And then, suddenly, you are a poet…
-Aseem Shakuntal
n e v e r...
Never a day passes that I do not remember
the afternoon classes
the bunking on streets
the quick step on stairs
the roaming moments
the regular quarrels
the essence that was in life
Never a day passes that I do not remember
And never a day passes that I do not remember
I remember in the presence of things
The cheerfulness, the beauty, the energy
The passion that was in life
The love stamped indelibly in me
The empty seat at my heart
I remember because it hurts for things that are no more!
And never a day passes that I do not remember
And quiet often I remember
I Cry.
the afternoon classes
the bunking on streets
the quick step on stairs
the roaming moments
the regular quarrels
the essence that was in life
Never a day passes that I do not remember
And never a day passes that I do not remember
I remember in the presence of things
The cheerfulness, the beauty, the energy
The passion that was in life
The love stamped indelibly in me
The empty seat at my heart
I remember because it hurts for things that are no more!
And never a day passes that I do not remember
And quiet often I remember
I Cry.
Friday, November 18, 2005
feelings...
You cannot hide your feelings. Whether it be sorrow or joy!
When you try to, you first hide somwhere… in a certain room that may comfort you aparently. That is a place you like more as a hiding place or a place you have always been to when you are at your best.
Genrally when we try hiding into something, we pick up something off the track to do. Sometimes I finish a book, or call a friend or watch a movie or even clean something.
Someone once said that people always tend to put everything around them in order when their soul is in a mess.
And then you feel better for a while. For short or for long, it depends on how long you can keep yourself focused on your that other activity. And then it is over. You have finished the book, or the call has completed or the movie has ended or you have no place to hide or you have run out of places to straighten and then, you are restless…
You cannot hide your feelings anyways…
-aseem
Sunday, November 13, 2005
sometimes i like being nostalgic..
mom and dad.. just after their marriage!
the invincible mei...
me and my cute little sister..
Friday, November 11, 2005
life less ordinary
God has given me some wonderful gifts.
The power to Love, Hear, Touch, Taste, Laugh and Feel are like the seven wonders among the gifts.
There are some other things also that I cherish for my life. Some things that are the best gifts any one could get from god. Quite obvious, I am talking about some people.
Yes, I would start from some of my friends… not going to mention any names, but if at all they come across this page, I am dead sure that they will know who I am talking of.
First of all I will start with an angel. That angel was the best thing that could happen to me. It is the best thing that has happened to me till date. It is actually the recurrence of the same initial sound, in a close succession which I suppose I heard when my mother took me in her laps for the first time and kissed me. This angel changed my life for ever… “It” changed me. I loved that change. And cherished too! But some thing was not good. “it” was not good. Whatever it is, love or life!
School days… the best days of life…
A rose… a flower! Yes, this ROSE is a flower… who believes that I am a good egg, despite of knowing the fact that I am a cracked one. So close a friend, that is ready to steal all my worries… if at all could steal anything from me. I and he are like one constant thing in this universe… actually a universal constant.
First YOU… “Pre-Tu” mah best friend! What ever I pen for her is less. She is like an ambience in a life called “the aseem shakuntal”.
“The Black Magi”, some one you can cherish… always! I still remember the time we spent after our school hours, doing our home-works together, then playing “PITTO”, fighting for small things.
And when we all four, for any cause, if entered the principle’s chamber, then, listening to his familiar old quote… I am scared, why have you four come? What happened now?
One more friend, who is more like a part, “ansh” and we two, popularly known as “ansh-aseem”… one another constant thing in this world.
Coming back to college, the D company!! In fact, a group of another four people. This D Company was born way back in 2002, when the four D’s met. Since then, even god is asking for mercy! The only motto of this group is to be happy.. happy… happy… and make life of other people a hell!! Hey hey…
We four D’s, me being the Destruction Unlimited, accompanied by the devastation redefined, the divine catastrophe and the dearest changu!
And yea, for the devoted followers of this cult, the D company is always open!
TIMON, being remembered twice in this article, then TOM…
In fact, my life is just zero without them.
And last but not the least, MAA. Writing something for you would be an insult. Not only to you but to me as well…
And me, being a life less ordinary, just wanted to tell you all that all of you, every one of you is loved more that you know!
With lots of love..
aseem
The power to Love, Hear, Touch, Taste, Laugh and Feel are like the seven wonders among the gifts.
There are some other things also that I cherish for my life. Some things that are the best gifts any one could get from god. Quite obvious, I am talking about some people.
Yes, I would start from some of my friends… not going to mention any names, but if at all they come across this page, I am dead sure that they will know who I am talking of.
First of all I will start with an angel. That angel was the best thing that could happen to me. It is the best thing that has happened to me till date. It is actually the recurrence of the same initial sound, in a close succession which I suppose I heard when my mother took me in her laps for the first time and kissed me. This angel changed my life for ever… “It” changed me. I loved that change. And cherished too! But some thing was not good. “it” was not good. Whatever it is, love or life!
School days… the best days of life…
A rose… a flower! Yes, this ROSE is a flower… who believes that I am a good egg, despite of knowing the fact that I am a cracked one. So close a friend, that is ready to steal all my worries… if at all could steal anything from me. I and he are like one constant thing in this universe… actually a universal constant.
First YOU… “Pre-Tu” mah best friend! What ever I pen for her is less. She is like an ambience in a life called “the aseem shakuntal”.
“The Black Magi”, some one you can cherish… always! I still remember the time we spent after our school hours, doing our home-works together, then playing “PITTO”, fighting for small things.
And when we all four, for any cause, if entered the principle’s chamber, then, listening to his familiar old quote… I am scared, why have you four come? What happened now?
One more friend, who is more like a part, “ansh” and we two, popularly known as “ansh-aseem”… one another constant thing in this world.
Coming back to college, the D company!! In fact, a group of another four people. This D Company was born way back in 2002, when the four D’s met. Since then, even god is asking for mercy! The only motto of this group is to be happy.. happy… happy… and make life of other people a hell!! Hey hey…
We four D’s, me being the Destruction Unlimited, accompanied by the devastation redefined, the divine catastrophe and the dearest changu!
And yea, for the devoted followers of this cult, the D company is always open!
TIMON, being remembered twice in this article, then TOM…
In fact, my life is just zero without them.
And last but not the least, MAA. Writing something for you would be an insult. Not only to you but to me as well…
And me, being a life less ordinary, just wanted to tell you all that all of you, every one of you is loved more that you know!
With lots of love..
aseem
Thursday, November 10, 2005
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
today..
today i have decided to change the course of my life..
to change the way i am, not only to myself, but to other people as well.
today i am on a cusp. i dont know what to do. i have no one to stand with me.. in the dark. it is a silence and i stand in the unknown.
the festival of lights is here.. it is supposed to enlighten our minds.. but i have decided to change the course of everything in my life. i wish i was at home, one among them, happy and lucky.
anyways, happy deepawali to you.. and yeah.. thank you so much for such a wonderful pre deepawali evening. i will remember this evening forever. in fact i cant forget it. and yes, i dont want to forget it. and even if i try to forget, i cant.
to change the way i am, not only to myself, but to other people as well.
today i am on a cusp. i dont know what to do. i have no one to stand with me.. in the dark. it is a silence and i stand in the unknown.
the festival of lights is here.. it is supposed to enlighten our minds.. but i have decided to change the course of everything in my life. i wish i was at home, one among them, happy and lucky.
anyways, happy deepawali to you.. and yeah.. thank you so much for such a wonderful pre deepawali evening. i will remember this evening forever. in fact i cant forget it. and yes, i dont want to forget it. and even if i try to forget, i cant.
Sunday, October 30, 2005
important thing..
i know that the important thing was to love rather than to be loved but if love is GOD, then why does it give pain to us?
i dont understand or may be that i dont want to understand.
i dont understand or may be that i dont want to understand.
Thursday, October 27, 2005
"IT" again...
Since last some days, “it” has become my favorite word of English. Every now and then I come up with something new with “it”.
It is the most beautiful word of English.
It can be anything.
It can be love, it can be life. It can be dreams, it can be pain. It can be fruit, it can be vein.
It is inside all of us. It is everywhere.
Right on my bed
Or on your table
Inside her heart
Or just Bible
Some find it with a pen; some find it with a brush.
And some find it in the way it is.
It can also be Information Technology!
Whatever “it" is, I am into “it”
-Aseem Shakuntal
It is the most beautiful word of English.
It can be anything.
It can be love, it can be life. It can be dreams, it can be pain. It can be fruit, it can be vein.
It is inside all of us. It is everywhere.
Right on my bed
Or on your table
Inside her heart
Or just Bible
Some find it with a pen; some find it with a brush.
And some find it in the way it is.
It can also be Information Technology!
Whatever “it" is, I am into “it”
-Aseem Shakuntal
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
first things
Quite often, we don’t forget our first things or the first in our life.
Like, my first school teacher…
My first school
My first classroom
My first friend
My first school bus
My first bicycle
My first quarrel with my little sister
My first toy gun
My first night out with friends
My first cell phone
My first crush
My first love
And often, all these first things become the last thing in life… the first and the last thing.
We never forget our first things or even our first ones in life, but the point is that do they remember us?
Does my first school teacher remember me?
Do the teachers in my first school still recall me?
Does my first class room still makes some people feel my presence?
Does my first friend remember me?
Does the driver of my first school bus remember my face?
Does my cute little sister still remember the first quarrel that we had for a chocolate pack?
Do my friends with whom I had the first night out still recall the fun we had?
Does my first crush remember my name?
Will my first love remember me always, at least…?
Again, these are no point at all…
But the point is that we came crying in this world. Every one of us should do at least one such thing that when we depart, we leave the world crying for us.
(an old post… )
-Aseem Shakuntal
Like, my first school teacher…
My first school
My first classroom
My first friend
My first school bus
My first bicycle
My first quarrel with my little sister
My first toy gun
My first night out with friends
My first cell phone
My first crush
My first love
And often, all these first things become the last thing in life… the first and the last thing.
We never forget our first things or even our first ones in life, but the point is that do they remember us?
Does my first school teacher remember me?
Do the teachers in my first school still recall me?
Does my first class room still makes some people feel my presence?
Does my first friend remember me?
Does the driver of my first school bus remember my face?
Does my cute little sister still remember the first quarrel that we had for a chocolate pack?
Do my friends with whom I had the first night out still recall the fun we had?
Does my first crush remember my name?
Will my first love remember me always, at least…?
Again, these are no point at all…
But the point is that we came crying in this world. Every one of us should do at least one such thing that when we depart, we leave the world crying for us.
(an old post… )
-Aseem Shakuntal
Thursday, October 20, 2005
back to life
I have talked a lot about love or life… and have also written about them.
back to life again…
Life, LIFE is to Love, LIFE is to be Independent, LIFE is to have Friends and LIFE is to be Enthusiastic about everything.
If there is no Love in Life, “_ife” makes no significance.
If one is not Independent, again, “L_fe” is meaning less.
If you have no Friends, all you are left with is “Li_e”.
And without Enthusiasm towards anything you do, all you are left with something meaning less, like “Lif_”.
So, without love, independence, enthusiasm, LIFE is meaning less and makes no sense. But without Friends, LIFE is a LIE. Without friends, life becomes something that is not true. Not true to anyone, not even to your own self.
Also, never lie to a friend.
That’s coz it hurts.
back to life again…
Life, LIFE is to Love, LIFE is to be Independent, LIFE is to have Friends and LIFE is to be Enthusiastic about everything.
If there is no Love in Life, “_ife” makes no significance.
If one is not Independent, again, “L_fe” is meaning less.
If you have no Friends, all you are left with is “Li_e”.
And without Enthusiasm towards anything you do, all you are left with something meaning less, like “Lif_”.
So, without love, independence, enthusiasm, LIFE is meaning less and makes no sense. But without Friends, LIFE is a LIE. Without friends, life becomes something that is not true. Not true to anyone, not even to your own self.
Also, never lie to a friend.
That’s coz it hurts.
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Friday, October 07, 2005
best moments in life
- To fall in love.
- To laugh until it hurts your stomach.
- To go to bed and to listen while it rains outside.
- To clear your last exam.
- To receive a call from someone, you don't see a lot, but you want to.
- A good conversation with a sweet person.
- To laugh at yourself looking at mirror, making faces.
- Calls at midnight that last for hours.
- To laugh without a reason.
- To accidentally hear somebody say something good about you.
- To wake up and realize it is still possible to sleep for a couple of hours.
- To hear a song that makes you remember a special person… that special someone!
- The first kiss.
- To watch the sunset from the hill top.
- To pass time with your best friends.
- To see people that you like, feeling happy.
- To use a sweater of the person that you like and find that it still smells of their perfume.
- To have somebody tell you that he/she loves you.
- To laugh .......laugh........and laugh ...... remembering stupid things done with stupid friends.
These are the some of the best moments of life.
--lines of a person I don’t know… all I know is that this man is right… one hundred and one percent right.
-Aseem Shakuntal
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
" i t "
I don’t know why is “it” happening
Or what is “it” happening
“It”, the four lettered love or life.
Whatever “it” is.
I don’t know why does the meaning of “it” keeps on changing.
Or what is “it” that has lead to this change?
Change…
Change…
Again I say, the basic rule of life.
Change…
Again I say, the underlying principle of “it”
Change…
Now I say, the one constant thing in world
Change…
And I say again… the unchanging part of the unknown
Change…
Whatever “it” is, whether or not my way, or even yours…
Whether or not exactly, or even pretending…
I am trying to like “it”
Love or Life
Whatever “it” is…
I am changing.
-aseem
Or what is “it” happening
“It”, the four lettered love or life.
Whatever “it” is.
I don’t know why does the meaning of “it” keeps on changing.
Or what is “it” that has lead to this change?
Change…
Change…
Again I say, the basic rule of life.
Change…
Again I say, the underlying principle of “it”
Change…
Now I say, the one constant thing in world
Change…
And I say again… the unchanging part of the unknown
Change…
Whatever “it” is, whether or not my way, or even yours…
Whether or not exactly, or even pretending…
I am trying to like “it”
Love or Life
Whatever “it” is…
I am changing.
-aseem
Saturday, September 24, 2005
aseem shakuntal
A – Aspiring for the highest place and then reaching the second or even the third rank is no disgrace.
S – Serve the people around you, take care of their feelings. You yourself will be cared.
E – Empty mind can
E – either be intelligently cultivated or allowed to go wild.
M – Motivate yourself to the highest of the spirits.
S – Serve your nation.
H – Half a loaf is better than no bread.
A – Admire a peace of beauty and the people will admire you.
K – Kites do fly high, but it is the men who make it possible.
U – Unidentified? Make an identity of your self.
N – Never Say Die.
T – Time and tide wait for none.
A – Attitude skill and knowledge lead to personality.
L – Let noble thoughts come to us from all sides.
-aseem shakuntal
S – Serve the people around you, take care of their feelings. You yourself will be cared.
E – Empty mind can
E – either be intelligently cultivated or allowed to go wild.
M – Motivate yourself to the highest of the spirits.
S – Serve your nation.
H – Half a loaf is better than no bread.
A – Admire a peace of beauty and the people will admire you.
K – Kites do fly high, but it is the men who make it possible.
U – Unidentified? Make an identity of your self.
N – Never Say Die.
T – Time and tide wait for none.
A – Attitude skill and knowledge lead to personality.
L – Let noble thoughts come to us from all sides.
-aseem shakuntal
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
...
When was the last time when you did something for the first time?
What is the craziest thing you have done in your life?
-aseem
What is the craziest thing you have done in your life?
-aseem
Saturday, September 10, 2005
hey people.. i'm goin for a long vacation. i dont know for sure when i will be back or what is it from which i am running.. away
Some one or some thing or the circumstances?
pata nahin.. and i dont want to know.
i went to INOX few days back.. what i have with me after the return... "ASHAYEIN"
"ashayein khulay dil kee, umeedein hansein dil kee, ab mushkil nahin kuch bhi"
i will try to make it soon.. my return.. but the uncertainity of the this one certain thing is unknown. perhaps i've lost faith.. yes there is obviously one thing that i trust more than myself, that i have faith in, but again, that is 44 million miles away... even the light..
no i haven't lost faith.. but "it" has changed, i have changed.. and i know i will be back. because i love writing.
What I don't know is "when will i be back"
keep waiting and keep missing.. me!
-Aseem
Some one or some thing or the circumstances?
pata nahin.. and i dont want to know.
i went to INOX few days back.. what i have with me after the return... "ASHAYEIN"
"ashayein khulay dil kee, umeedein hansein dil kee, ab mushkil nahin kuch bhi"
i will try to make it soon.. my return.. but the uncertainity of the this one certain thing is unknown. perhaps i've lost faith.. yes there is obviously one thing that i trust more than myself, that i have faith in, but again, that is 44 million miles away... even the light..
no i haven't lost faith.. but "it" has changed, i have changed.. and i know i will be back. because i love writing.
What I don't know is "when will i be back"
keep waiting and keep missing.. me!
-Aseem
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Monday, September 05, 2005
Teacher's Day
Happy Teacher’s Day to all my teachers… on this special day.. I pay my ode to all my teachers especially BN Jha sir, Pratyush Sir, Manoj Sir.. in fact many. They cant even be numbered here…
Also, I dedicate this special day to my maa and papa.
-aseem
Also, I dedicate this special day to my maa and papa.
-aseem
Thursday, August 25, 2005
me.. again..
aseem shakuntal..
www.google.com , http://aseemshakuntal.tripod.com/
born on may the sixteenth, nineteen hundred and eighty four, wednesday i guess, at around 2055 hrs
i hate being called or refered to as “assem” or “ashim” or even “asim” that’s coz i am proud of the name i bear… “Aseem Shakuntal”, after my grandmother, “Shakuntala Verma”
i always carry with me my wallet, my pen (parker preferably), my cell fone, my soul, myself, my confidence and my unending ATTITUDE towards everything.
i am a comp-freak..
i like blue, i like kurta-pajama, i like formal dresses, i like rose and i like myself.
i like programming, animation, listening to songs, watching movies etc..
favorite songs..
- i don’t wanna miss a thing (aerosmith)
- rahein naa rahein hum mehka karenge
- i’ll be there for you (F.R.E.I.N.D.S)
- roj roj aankhon tale ek hee sapna chale
- incomplete..
- we’re the world
favorite movies
- armageddon
- serendipity
- original sin
- wajood
- dil chahta hai
- solaris
- sholay
my biggest boost -> an email or an IM or a missed call or a message from “…”
my biggest boast -> “ ”
my dream -> to make “IT” big
my aim -> to be happy at the end of the day..
my assets -> my diaries, my albums, my PC, my pens
my passion -> airplanes, watching stars..
i define..
- friendship.. something that cant be measured but treasured.
- life.. is beautiful
- love.. i dare not attempt a definition for it..
- myself.. “the one”
i love my PC
i hate “ i don’t know what” but there are somethings that i hate
ten years form now, i would be ten year older, ten year wiser ( i hope so), ten year closer to my dream, ten year nearer to fulfilling my aim in life… ten year ahead of what i am today.
i panic when things don’t happen my way.. when there is shortage of time, but i like work pressure.. i like being busy..
the first word that would come outta my mouth… when my dream is fulfilled.. “SHIT”
i get angry when i find someone lying to me for no cause, when things in life get complicated unnecessarily and when i see an OUT OF ORDER sign on something important..
what makes me happy.. well, not many things but many things… i am happy when i am happy..
i trust only two people in this world.. one is me and the other is not you..
[ a dialog from a nicolas cage movie, i like this line ]
well, obviously i find one thing that is as reliable to me as myself, but that is 44 million miles away.. even light takes 8 minutes to reach there.
what more to write.. will be back soon..
-Aseem
Monday, May 16, 2005
i, me and myself..
**blogserver login, username required**
$username : aseem
$password : *****
!$*Welcome aseem*$!
You have one new visitor.
root @ aseem# load text
hey, hi.. forget the above mess.. by now you might have known that i am aseem, aseem shakuntal, a bodily manifestation of a supernatural being, born on the sixteenth day of the fifth month of the eighty fourth year of the ninteenth century... that is.. almost twenty one years ago.. to personify an abstract quality called "life".
life.. what is life? life is not fair.. and it is not fair to anyone who makes it fair.. life is like the dollar prompt of the terminal... wherein we have limited access to the resources and it is the root who has all the privilages.. none but "the GOD"
yes, i do believe in GOD.
root, dollar prompt, terminal.. hey... i hope you are familiar with LINUX.. i love linux.. but to love linux, i have to love my PC... and yes.. i love my PC more than any "thing" in this world.
what is love? i dare not attempt a definiton for it.. but whatever it is.. it is beautiful.. like moon.
i have an ardent loving relationship with linux.. but, i believe that the best way to maintain a relationship is 'keep distance' so i keep a little distance with linux.. hey hey.. so i also use windows sometimes..
i am a fun loving guy.. no, not exatly, but precisely.
i like listening to songs, programming, watching movies, some animation.. i always loved airplanes.. and i do love them. i have a passion for stars.. i can indefinetely keep on watching them.. all night.. every night.
i was born in a small town called darbhanga in bihar, INDIA. i was brought up there itself. i have had my elementary schooling and my junior high schooling done there and later i moved on to ranchi for high school education and presently i am in one of the reputed colleges of india, viz. Indian Institute of Information Technology - Calcutta.
the most recent news from my side is that i am already placed at wipro technologies and am to join it by september 2006, as soon as i complete my degree.
enough of this crap..
i think you must have followed that i am an engineer.. you know... engineers rule.. man i mean can you imagine a world without engineers? had there been no engineers, how would you be reading this page on a pc? come on.. if at all you think that engineers dont rule, then nothing can be done of your thinking.. and you as well..
"no engineers, no innovation and invention as well"
well now, how can i explain myself.. i am a fun loving guy.. [again..] with phenomenal energy to do whatever i want.. good at times, bad at times...
i am an organism.. decreed to follow up the human race.. condemned to be called a homosapien, named "aseem shakuntal" by those who bore me, and whose "end" would never come.
i am what i am...
$username : aseem
$password : *****
!$*Welcome aseem*$!
You have one new visitor.
root @ aseem# load text
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hey, hi.. forget the above mess.. by now you might have known that i am aseem, aseem shakuntal, a bodily manifestation of a supernatural being, born on the sixteenth day of the fifth month of the eighty fourth year of the ninteenth century... that is.. almost twenty one years ago.. to personify an abstract quality called "life".
life.. what is life? life is not fair.. and it is not fair to anyone who makes it fair.. life is like the dollar prompt of the terminal... wherein we have limited access to the resources and it is the root who has all the privilages.. none but "the GOD"
yes, i do believe in GOD.
root, dollar prompt, terminal.. hey... i hope you are familiar with LINUX.. i love linux.. but to love linux, i have to love my PC... and yes.. i love my PC more than any "thing" in this world.
what is love? i dare not attempt a definiton for it.. but whatever it is.. it is beautiful.. like moon.
i have an ardent loving relationship with linux.. but, i believe that the best way to maintain a relationship is 'keep distance' so i keep a little distance with linux.. hey hey.. so i also use windows sometimes..
i am a fun loving guy.. no, not exatly, but precisely.
i like listening to songs, programming, watching movies, some animation.. i always loved airplanes.. and i do love them. i have a passion for stars.. i can indefinetely keep on watching them.. all night.. every night.
i was born in a small town called darbhanga in bihar, INDIA. i was brought up there itself. i have had my elementary schooling and my junior high schooling done there and later i moved on to ranchi for high school education and presently i am in one of the reputed colleges of india, viz. Indian Institute of Information Technology - Calcutta.
the most recent news from my side is that i am already placed at wipro technologies and am to join it by september 2006, as soon as i complete my degree.
enough of this crap..
i think you must have followed that i am an engineer.. you know... engineers rule.. man i mean can you imagine a world without engineers? had there been no engineers, how would you be reading this page on a pc? come on.. if at all you think that engineers dont rule, then nothing can be done of your thinking.. and you as well..
"no engineers, no innovation and invention as well"
well now, how can i explain myself.. i am a fun loving guy.. [again..] with phenomenal energy to do whatever i want.. good at times, bad at times...
i am an organism.. decreed to follow up the human race.. condemned to be called a homosapien, named "aseem shakuntal" by those who bore me, and whose "end" would never come.
i am what i am...
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