This is ZeeK...
Nowadays whenever I press F5, I discover a new Aman, a guy who on last refresh, was cursing someone where no one was their in vicinity and I m sure that on next refresh this guy is gonna kill someone (atleast professionally)..This someone is not a single personality but an entity that comprises some human faces, some computer peripherals and other things that froces me to press F5
I am a virtual existance, I dont know friendship but is it valid to say that "being professional" is better than being "a close friend" in terms of maintaining relationship with a person (a gal/ a guy..doesn't matter.)
As ZeeK, and continously watching Aman.. I wil say that "If you are professional to a person, you CANT fight with him/her".
I need 5 bucks and I have 2 options, First one is to ask a person, I know and I just talk to him (Obviously not about the problems I might be facing) or in other words this guy is not my "close friend" but we talk as "so called friend". (Can I say we are professionals??? ). The other option is to ask a friend of mine who has already given me more than 1000 bucks for my mess bill (which was given long back say 2 years back) and has not yet asked for that as he knwos that I wil retrun him one day.
I can straight away go to the later one and ask for money without thinking ne crap like illustrated here and their is no chance that this guy wil not give me money ( I meant, If he has, he wil give for sure) and most importantly I have to still retrun him 1000 instead of 1005.
What if I ask the former person for 5 bucks instead of the later personality? I again have almost full chance of getting the money but with an unsaid warning of owing the responsibility of returning it. If I dont return it, I wont b goin to jail but whenever I and this guy face each other, I ll (I think I ll) feel awkward!
I took that money for my personal use, I should retrun it. Being a professional I have to retrun it. If its a personal affair, I may not have to retrun it.
My friend will never ask money back, neither I ask money back from my friends but what if this is not a matter of 5 bucks, The matter is different (obviously something with higher value, may be something that cant be measured in terms of currency ) but the options remain the same. Do you human think that the later person is a good choice? I think the former should be the choice not only because you should be professional, but also "you should not loose your friends". You ask for help on second matter to a friend of yours and being a friend your friend tries to help you out and in return (in case) u cannot return!! The bond from ionic may turn to covalent depending upon your friend.
So Be Professional everywhere...
This is Aman...
ZeeK has gone crazy! I dont think I got any mental problems nowadays! Infact I feel the actual Aman is coming out of me, day by day, as I shout on some1 (the entity some1 ) I feel more of myself. From past few years I think I tried to modify myself but the original nature of mine is best suited for me. I think being short tempered is not bad at times.
Mr. ZeeK ... How can you be Professional to your GirlFriend / BoyFriend ????
Now that would be cheating.
I dont have ne "so called girlfriend" but i dont think that even if I have one in coming future (fortunately), I wil maintain a professional relationship rather than a personal relatinoship. I am not going to choose a girlfriend who wants me to be professional for instance, If I have a GF and she is my GF bcz I am a good teacher then I dont think that this will work out!..Their cant be professionalism involved here atleast!
What if your 5 bucks crap has two options as a gal whom you just know and the second one is your girlFriend ????
Ha! Be Professional and search for other girlfriend! *(depends on your gal although)
To be continued,...
Maabdaulat: I am gonna continue the topic "Every Thing can be justified"
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Monday, May 7, 2007
Crush and Crash :(
I Love You,
You are matured enough to understand me..
You Love me..
I am sexually attracted to you..
We have resonating frequency..
I am addicted to your company and thoughts..
We are married..
This is best possible option for both of us..
just Like that..
By mistake..
Reasons why I Love you are in googles...The tougher part is to get someone to Love..and the term Crush comes into play..I saw her, I had Crush on her, I proposed her, We spent time together, Then one of us crushes the crush.
My First Crush was not the normal one as mentioned...I was her friend since I could remem my school days..We used to sit together in Class; Our homes were at a distance of a km; We came back from school together; We always had good time together...In short She was My Very good friend...We loved to sit and talk for hours.
In Class X, She was proposed by a Boy (Chimp, thats wat I use to Call Him) of Class XII.. This guy thought me to be her Lover and Ragged me like hell..
Imagine a normal weekdayz Recess and a run from Classroom to different Toilets in order to save your ass from a senior, that too in a Teenagerz most delicate reason.
This was first time ever I came in trouble of this sort where you are already warned to be knocked out on talking to her again...We never stopped talking..We still used to sit together in school bus while returning home...We didnt talk much bout Chimp but obviously I told her that this "Chimp" has a "Crash" on me..
I can obviously recall the first time I was cought by him in a toilet, the day when I just pulled up my zip, turned around and BANG!, a punch on my shoulder...Punch was not that hard, but I acted well, I laughed on Chimp and asked permission to wash my hands atleast... A Kick on my ribs was the reply, I was on my knees..asking same...The Situation seems to be serious, but in actual I was laughing..He was desperate to retry his kick but his friends pulled him back...haha I won I thought...
I never told this story to that girl, Obviously, why shoould I tell bout the victory in thoughts...We still continued our talks, the matter became serious in school but I believed that this girl will clear her doubts...
Getting ragged in words was now like a daily dose for me..... .. and then the day came when I, for the first time, was not laughing being ragged by Chimp..He was roaming with that gal and suddenly on looking me passing away, he stopped me, called me and asked to say Sorry for no reasons to that gal, although I said and started moving..Actually I never wanted to be ragged in front of her...But He stopped me again and asked to touch their feet and then go....Aha Chimp in full form, looking to the status of my health over his body and considering the fact of that guy being in a so called Arts-Gang, ...I had no option but to do so... First time, I was not laughing.. The Kick on ribs was not as hard as this one.. Maabu's Insult, intolerable ..isn't.. I Left and Infact, at that particular moment I realized that this is called "Late Realization of Crush"...Worst Part: First Crush.... I never told her bout this crush, oye I never knew bout it, Its too late to realize this now..She is happy with him...
The situation became worse when we suddenly stopped talking after that..(Totally)..
In Class XI , The Chimp was out of School, so he left school..hehe, but still we didnt talk, She was in medical and me in non medical..Dont know wether dey still continued or not but I realized that the late realization of Crush is the worst one can bear...
Its better to hear "Shut Up" than "I am committed"
You are matured enough to understand me..
You Love me..
I am sexually attracted to you..
We have resonating frequency..
I am addicted to your company and thoughts..
We are married..
This is best possible option for both of us..
just Like that..
By mistake..
Reasons why I Love you are in googles...The tougher part is to get someone to Love..and the term Crush comes into play..I saw her, I had Crush on her, I proposed her, We spent time together, Then one of us crushes the crush.
My First Crush was not the normal one as mentioned...I was her friend since I could remem my school days..We used to sit together in Class; Our homes were at a distance of a km; We came back from school together; We always had good time together...In short She was My Very good friend...We loved to sit and talk for hours.
In Class X, She was proposed by a Boy (Chimp, thats wat I use to Call Him) of Class XII.. This guy thought me to be her Lover and Ragged me like hell..
Imagine a normal weekdayz Recess and a run from Classroom to different Toilets in order to save your ass from a senior, that too in a Teenagerz most delicate reason.
This was first time ever I came in trouble of this sort where you are already warned to be knocked out on talking to her again...We never stopped talking..We still used to sit together in school bus while returning home...We didnt talk much bout Chimp but obviously I told her that this "Chimp" has a "Crash" on me..
I can obviously recall the first time I was cought by him in a toilet, the day when I just pulled up my zip, turned around and BANG!, a punch on my shoulder...Punch was not that hard, but I acted well, I laughed on Chimp and asked permission to wash my hands atleast... A Kick on my ribs was the reply, I was on my knees..asking same...The Situation seems to be serious, but in actual I was laughing..He was desperate to retry his kick but his friends pulled him back...haha I won I thought...
I never told this story to that girl, Obviously, why shoould I tell bout the victory in thoughts...We still continued our talks, the matter became serious in school but I believed that this girl will clear her doubts...
Getting ragged in words was now like a daily dose for me..... .. and then the day came when I, for the first time, was not laughing being ragged by Chimp..He was roaming with that gal and suddenly on looking me passing away, he stopped me, called me and asked to say Sorry for no reasons to that gal, although I said and started moving..Actually I never wanted to be ragged in front of her...But He stopped me again and asked to touch their feet and then go....Aha Chimp in full form, looking to the status of my health over his body and considering the fact of that guy being in a so called Arts-Gang, ...I had no option but to do so... First time, I was not laughing.. The Kick on ribs was not as hard as this one.. Maabu's Insult, intolerable ..isn't.. I Left and Infact, at that particular moment I realized that this is called "Late Realization of Crush"...Worst Part: First Crush.... I never told her bout this crush, oye I never knew bout it, Its too late to realize this now..She is happy with him...
The situation became worse when we suddenly stopped talking after that..(Totally)..
In Class XI , The Chimp was out of School, so he left school..hehe, but still we didnt talk, She was in medical and me in non medical..Dont know wether dey still continued or not but I realized that the late realization of Crush is the worst one can bear...
Its better to hear "Shut Up" than "I am committed"
Wednesday, May 2, 2007
One Memorable Meeting
PVR Vikas Puri, 2100 Hrs, 2002 end
Another Long day almost coming to an end when I left my house at 0600 Hrs. and came out of FIITJEE @ 2000 Hrs...Fully exhausted...On the journey back to home sweet home, I took a pit stop at this place...I never wanted to halt my journey to reach home but I cant miss this opportunity to have a talk with a guy whom I cant tolerate...This guy also studied with me in School and FJEE and accompany me half way to my home..He asked me to stop here for sometym and said tht he wanted to talk something...I knew the matter and agreed....
We went to a restur. nearby and I sat there takin a deep breath and feelin pain in my eyes...obviouly 14 hours of routine work..tired...meanwhile, he bought 2 cokes and ordered a plate of Kabab....He kept that coke bottle in front of me and straight away asked me: "So How much u got in Chemistry?"....
/*
FIITJEE, Punjabi Bagh
I suddenly remembrd the day in FJEE when our Chemistry staff was teaching Inorganic, and this guy suddenly raised a doubt :"Sir, How can Carbo MonoOxide give such a reaction?"...Looking to the written chemical reaction on the board...I took the opportunity to prove my superiority over him and shouted :"Idiot dats nt Carbon MonoOxide (CO) dats Cobalt (Co)..." ...Every1 including Mr. Asoke (chem Staff) laughed at him, He turned around and said me: "Ya I know I was jus checkin the teacherz knowledge"..Obvioulsy the most appropriate excuse at that tym....
*/
I wonder, this guy was asking me this question...Although I said :"I got 72..". I knew this is not the matter for which I got down of the bus which is going straight to my home...but I gave him another chance...
He quickly realizing my frustation to such idiotic question at such an awkward time he asked: "Do You Still Love Her???"....Amazing Gutzzz man....Yeah this was the question related to the matter of discussion but this much straight and complex question. I took my time...I moved my right hand to the kept cold drink, threw the straw out, And took a Gulp of Chilled Coke....
/*
HRMS PLAYGROUND:
I remember the day, When one of my class mate passed me the ball in a FootBall match against Commerce section...I simply deflected the ball to the destiny...Bell Rang..Games Hour Over...Hurray Computer Section defeated Comm. Sectn, I was star of the Long Lazy Clash...... exhausted...I was pushing myself to the nearby Water Cooler which was accross the Basket Ball court, As I was passing the court My eyes cought a couple sitting near the court and enjoying the games hour. The moment when I saw them (obviously they didnt notice me), the girl was snatching her Slam Book from the Guy. (This Guy is the same guy I am talking to...) I although kept myself pushing towards the water cooler...After drinking water, I realized that I left my bag near the court, I marched back towards my bag. I took my Bag, turn around to have a look on the sitting couple...As soon as I turned, a voice (of a girl, another class mate)came from my back..asking me:"Do You Still Love Her??"....I was shocked and speechless, I said her "No, not at all"..and before she could enquire furthur, I said her "ok I am geting Late for my FJEE class, cya"...and I walked as fast as possible towards the School Gate...
*/
I got the same question again, this time by the guy I was staring at that time. I cant say "YES" and I dont want to say "NO"...I finished my artificial gulp of coke, kept the bottle back and said...:"How much You got in Chemistry??"...I was not interested to know his marks, neither I wanted to insult him, but I was out of options......He Smiled..yak...and realized that I was not in a mood to answer that question...true...
He said :"I was absent for chemistry exam..." ...Why this idiot smiled? Was he smiling on his absence or my disgusting way to neglect his gutsy question...Watevr...The quesiton passed away...He took a peice of Kabab and opened his mouth again :"When u last talked, and how u broke up?"...2 in 1 question..haila..
/*
HRMS ClassRoom, Punjabi Bagh (19th June 02):
Class was goin on, Wen I was sitting on a Last bench alone and She was sitting in First...We already broke up the relation we had, But their was something still missing, It was Post-Break Talk...(..Actually I never knew why we brokeup...)..She stood up, and came back, the maths class was already on..She sat with me..She said :"Whats Your Problem?"....Oh no, I thought, She came for Patch up, confession, sorry....no, then why she came, to ask me whats my problem as if she does not know.....I replied the same words in same tone:" Whats Your Problem?"...SIXER...
She said: "Look, we have different outlook, different way of thinking, different social life...So Its better to stop"....CLEAN BOWLED....I had no words to reply, I thought :"aha She came to know this much"..I remembered days when I tried to adapt myself with her, I never liked her outlook and thinking, but I wanted to adjust myself..in other words sacrifice.. and why the hell she cant sacrifice..moreover I know this is not the reason for our break up.....Before I could think of any other reply or questions she stood up again, and went back to her bench...Maths Teacher and I was really frustated....
*/
I know, I can answer one out of this 2 questions, so I said "19th june 2002..."(I said him exact date on which we had last talk, what will he think..hehe.)...He was although waiting for the answer to second question eagerly....But I said nothing...I know he knows the answer, what the whole school knows, that I actually said bad about her character but still I dont want him to come out of this beleive.
It was not too late, and I asked him: "How you both came together, I mean...??" He understood the question, and replied that "She Called me, and forced me to say I love You"...That was cool love story ,I thought.
Why a girl would call a boy and force him to say I LOVE YOU and especially to a boy who does not know the difference between CO and Co...?? Why that Girl Left Me for this stupid idiot hefty personality.
The Kababs and Cokes were finished, Its time to go, I picked up my Bag on hearing his reply, and said :"too Late, I better leave", He started walking with me towards bus stand and my gravity sucked all the voices....We were waiting for my bus to arrive and as soon as it arrived he asked again :"Do You Still Love Her??"...I boarded the bus and said "YES, but I dont need her"......
The whole journey, I was thinking bout this guy. Does he really love my love or is he simply playing with luck...Why my love chose such love?? maybe my love is silly or my love's love is beyond my thinking of love....I might define Love as a Full Duplex Synchronous Transmission of Signals between two nodes, wtf??? but actually the Love is beyond my scope, I inferred...
This was obviously my last talk about this girl with anyone, after this meeting I never talked this much seriously with ne1 bout her, neither I want to ...
A True Story of my Friend, His words
Another Long day almost coming to an end when I left my house at 0600 Hrs. and came out of FIITJEE @ 2000 Hrs...Fully exhausted...On the journey back to home sweet home, I took a pit stop at this place...I never wanted to halt my journey to reach home but I cant miss this opportunity to have a talk with a guy whom I cant tolerate...This guy also studied with me in School and FJEE and accompany me half way to my home..He asked me to stop here for sometym and said tht he wanted to talk something...I knew the matter and agreed....
We went to a restur. nearby and I sat there takin a deep breath and feelin pain in my eyes...obviouly 14 hours of routine work..tired...meanwhile, he bought 2 cokes and ordered a plate of Kabab....He kept that coke bottle in front of me and straight away asked me: "So How much u got in Chemistry?"....
/*
FIITJEE, Punjabi Bagh
I suddenly remembrd the day in FJEE when our Chemistry staff was teaching Inorganic, and this guy suddenly raised a doubt :"Sir, How can Carbo MonoOxide give such a reaction?"...Looking to the written chemical reaction on the board...I took the opportunity to prove my superiority over him and shouted :"Idiot dats nt Carbon MonoOxide (CO) dats Cobalt (Co)..." ...Every1 including Mr. Asoke (chem Staff) laughed at him, He turned around and said me: "Ya I know I was jus checkin the teacherz knowledge"..Obvioulsy the most appropriate excuse at that tym....
*/
I wonder, this guy was asking me this question...Although I said :"I got 72..". I knew this is not the matter for which I got down of the bus which is going straight to my home...but I gave him another chance...
He quickly realizing my frustation to such idiotic question at such an awkward time he asked: "Do You Still Love Her???"....Amazing Gutzzz man....Yeah this was the question related to the matter of discussion but this much straight and complex question. I took my time...I moved my right hand to the kept cold drink, threw the straw out, And took a Gulp of Chilled Coke....
/*
HRMS PLAYGROUND:
I remember the day, When one of my class mate passed me the ball in a FootBall match against Commerce section...I simply deflected the ball to the destiny...Bell Rang..Games Hour Over...Hurray Computer Section defeated Comm. Sectn, I was star of the Long Lazy Clash...... exhausted...I was pushing myself to the nearby Water Cooler which was accross the Basket Ball court, As I was passing the court My eyes cought a couple sitting near the court and enjoying the games hour. The moment when I saw them (obviously they didnt notice me), the girl was snatching her Slam Book from the Guy. (This Guy is the same guy I am talking to...) I although kept myself pushing towards the water cooler...After drinking water, I realized that I left my bag near the court, I marched back towards my bag. I took my Bag, turn around to have a look on the sitting couple...As soon as I turned, a voice (of a girl, another class mate)came from my back..asking me:"Do You Still Love Her??"....I was shocked and speechless, I said her "No, not at all"..and before she could enquire furthur, I said her "ok I am geting Late for my FJEE class, cya"...and I walked as fast as possible towards the School Gate...
*/
I got the same question again, this time by the guy I was staring at that time. I cant say "YES" and I dont want to say "NO"...I finished my artificial gulp of coke, kept the bottle back and said...:"How much You got in Chemistry??"...I was not interested to know his marks, neither I wanted to insult him, but I was out of options......He Smiled..yak...and realized that I was not in a mood to answer that question...true...
He said :"I was absent for chemistry exam..." ...Why this idiot smiled? Was he smiling on his absence or my disgusting way to neglect his gutsy question...Watevr...The quesiton passed away...He took a peice of Kabab and opened his mouth again :"When u last talked, and how u broke up?"...2 in 1 question..haila..
/*
HRMS ClassRoom, Punjabi Bagh (19th June 02):
Class was goin on, Wen I was sitting on a Last bench alone and She was sitting in First...We already broke up the relation we had, But their was something still missing, It was Post-Break Talk...(..Actually I never knew why we brokeup...)..She stood up, and came back, the maths class was already on..She sat with me..She said :"Whats Your Problem?"....Oh no, I thought, She came for Patch up, confession, sorry....no, then why she came, to ask me whats my problem as if she does not know.....I replied the same words in same tone:" Whats Your Problem?"...SIXER...
She said: "Look, we have different outlook, different way of thinking, different social life...So Its better to stop"....CLEAN BOWLED....I had no words to reply, I thought :"aha She came to know this much"..I remembered days when I tried to adapt myself with her, I never liked her outlook and thinking, but I wanted to adjust myself..in other words sacrifice.. and why the hell she cant sacrifice..moreover I know this is not the reason for our break up.....Before I could think of any other reply or questions she stood up again, and went back to her bench...Maths Teacher and I was really frustated....
*/
I know, I can answer one out of this 2 questions, so I said "19th june 2002..."(I said him exact date on which we had last talk, what will he think..hehe.)...He was although waiting for the answer to second question eagerly....But I said nothing...I know he knows the answer, what the whole school knows, that I actually said bad about her character but still I dont want him to come out of this beleive.
It was not too late, and I asked him: "How you both came together, I mean...??" He understood the question, and replied that "She Called me, and forced me to say I love You"...That was cool love story ,I thought.
Why a girl would call a boy and force him to say I LOVE YOU and especially to a boy who does not know the difference between CO and Co...?? Why that Girl Left Me for this stupid idiot hefty personality.
The Kababs and Cokes were finished, Its time to go, I picked up my Bag on hearing his reply, and said :"too Late, I better leave", He started walking with me towards bus stand and my gravity sucked all the voices....We were waiting for my bus to arrive and as soon as it arrived he asked again :"Do You Still Love Her??"...I boarded the bus and said "YES, but I dont need her"......
The whole journey, I was thinking bout this guy. Does he really love my love or is he simply playing with luck...Why my love chose such love?? maybe my love is silly or my love's love is beyond my thinking of love....I might define Love as a Full Duplex Synchronous Transmission of Signals between two nodes, wtf??? but actually the Love is beyond my scope, I inferred...
This was obviously my last talk about this girl with anyone, after this meeting I never talked this much seriously with ne1 bout her, neither I want to ...
A True Story of my Friend, His words
Friday, April 20, 2007
Who Am I ??
*Aman Boots Up his System (wenevr itz working) and If Aman Has no work as usual, ZeeK starts his stunts their... I dont really feel that Aman gets bored of being with computer but ZeeK uses his computer and never yawns
[ I call that so called IntelP4 as Aman's comp. because I have seen the bill which is on Aman's name. ]
*Now Lets go back to the days when Aman Started smashing the keyboard (thats Backward Reference,a guy with one pass mind can understand that easily) and see from where this ZeeK came.....
*That was the day when Aman saw the First computer (PI) which has everything, everything actually was the term used by aman at that time as he thot everything in computer is Monitor, KeyBoard, CPU, UPS and Printer (Line Printer)...and actually that computer has nothing in soft...Missing Operating System lol :)
Well Aman didnt mind turning it on and off..But That turning comp. on/off forced him to do more on the worldz so called most powerful thing.
He loaded DOS (6.22 was released at that time, a pack of 3 floppies) then Within few days Windows (3.1) and finally Windows (95, a pack of 14 floppies) omg, thats t0o c0ol ..!!!
*He started Programming in BASIC (as some DCE student gave him advice to do so) and straight away was fascinated with Graphics
(quite normal, who the hell wants to work on a PC which looks like a classroom blackboard i.e, Black bgcolor and Chalk-White ForeColor)..
He never knew that this obsession with graphics (please dont make a mistake in Graphics, its not his engg. curriculum subject, it means line/circle/color/windows etc etc..) is actually giving birth to The ZeeK.
*This is a known fact that if u love to cook u love to eat varities...Their I caught Aman. He loves to play with lines and circles may be through programming but ZeeK, the born gamer loves to play Games.
Aman on failure of a program will say "oh shit!, Lets ask this problem to Mr. Google"
ZeeK on failure of 'justification 4 Existance' will say "Fuck You! Respawn and I will show you what is a spammed headshot..."
Their I saw the Difference.... The difference of mind status and thinking for others...
*Well Suppose ZeeK is a programmer and Aman is a gamer, what will happen to the same situation
Aman on fail says: "Oh no... sry team mates, I ll do my best wen I respawn"
ZeeK on fail says: "Omg! dats rediculus, cant we have better intellisence in IDE to rectify the illogical mistakes like missing semcolon"
*Well The Time Goes on and ZeeK becomes matured enough now to start Stratergical comp. games over Flash Games, and Aman becomes a 3/4th of an engg.
Aman might be called as sincere enough while studying for engg, a big Lazy guy with no time for time pass, He is never passing the time actually the time is passing him.
Whereas ZeeK is an active fellow, smart"er" than Aman who speaks more than listening (unlike Aman) and has lots of time for devotion on his religion thats "CSv1.6"
*He boots his comp., enters admin password for "windows" and eihter Aman Clicks Microsoft Visual Studio 2005 icon on the desktop or ZeeK Clicks Counter Strike icon just below the previous mentioned icon.
[Well they both often agree to click common item like movies/songs etc.]
*I always wonder, is this called as Split Personality or just a diff. between a virtual world and real world....Or is it something "Fuzzy"
*While writing all this crap I cam accross the answer I was searching for
Now You might be thinking who am I????
--->I am neither Aman nor ZeeK....
I am Maabdaulat, Care Taker for both of them...
[ I call that so called IntelP4 as Aman's comp. because I have seen the bill which is on Aman's name. ]
*Now Lets go back to the days when Aman Started smashing the keyboard (thats Backward Reference,a guy with one pass mind can understand that easily) and see from where this ZeeK came.....
*That was the day when Aman saw the First computer (PI) which has everything, everything actually was the term used by aman at that time as he thot everything in computer is Monitor, KeyBoard, CPU, UPS and Printer (Line Printer)...and actually that computer has nothing in soft...Missing Operating System lol :)
Well Aman didnt mind turning it on and off..But That turning comp. on/off forced him to do more on the worldz so called most powerful thing.
He loaded DOS (6.22 was released at that time, a pack of 3 floppies) then Within few days Windows (3.1) and finally Windows (95, a pack of 14 floppies) omg, thats t0o c0ol ..!!!
*He started Programming in BASIC (as some DCE student gave him advice to do so) and straight away was fascinated with Graphics
(quite normal, who the hell wants to work on a PC which looks like a classroom blackboard i.e, Black bgcolor and Chalk-White ForeColor)..
He never knew that this obsession with graphics (please dont make a mistake in Graphics, its not his engg. curriculum subject, it means line/circle/color/windows etc etc..) is actually giving birth to The ZeeK.
*This is a known fact that if u love to cook u love to eat varities...Their I caught Aman. He loves to play with lines and circles may be through programming but ZeeK, the born gamer loves to play Games.
Aman on failure of a program will say "oh shit!, Lets ask this problem to Mr. Google"
ZeeK on failure of 'justification 4 Existance' will say "Fuck You! Respawn and I will show you what is a spammed headshot..."
Their I saw the Difference.... The difference of mind status and thinking for others...
*Well Suppose ZeeK is a programmer and Aman is a gamer, what will happen to the same situation
Aman on fail says: "Oh no... sry team mates, I ll do my best wen I respawn"
ZeeK on fail says: "Omg! dats rediculus, cant we have better intellisence in IDE to rectify the illogical mistakes like missing semcolon"
*Well The Time Goes on and ZeeK becomes matured enough now to start Stratergical comp. games over Flash Games, and Aman becomes a 3/4th of an engg.
Aman might be called as sincere enough while studying for engg, a big Lazy guy with no time for time pass, He is never passing the time actually the time is passing him.
Whereas ZeeK is an active fellow, smart"er" than Aman who speaks more than listening (unlike Aman) and has lots of time for devotion on his religion thats "CSv1.6"
*He boots his comp., enters admin password for "windows" and eihter Aman Clicks Microsoft Visual Studio 2005 icon on the desktop or ZeeK Clicks Counter Strike icon just below the previous mentioned icon.
[Well they both often agree to click common item like movies/songs etc.]
*I always wonder, is this called as Split Personality or just a diff. between a virtual world and real world....Or is it something "Fuzzy"
*While writing all this crap I cam accross the answer I was searching for
Now You might be thinking who am I????
--->I am neither Aman nor ZeeK....
I am Maabdaulat, Care Taker for both of them...
Friday, April 13, 2007
My Mobile History
Dont Think Its Funnnny
March 2005: Nokia 3610, Result: Stolen
March 2006: Nokia 2650, Result: Stolen
March 2007: Motorola L6, Result: Stolen
3 Stolen and 1 Damaged
This is Sad-We are studying in an engineering collg. and we hav students around us who are stealing mobiles and Laptops...Wah
Cash Lost:16000 INR
March 2005: Nokia 3610, Result: Stolen
March 2006: Nokia 2650, Result: Stolen
March 2007: Motorola L6, Result: Stolen
3 Stolen and 1 Damaged
This is Sad-We are studying in an engineering collg. and we hav students around us who are stealing mobiles and Laptops...Wah
Cash Lost:16000 INR
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