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this song so much reminds me of lund... not that you assholes..
this where is the fucking hyperlink... this..
bhatta is apm now... just below pm== project manager.. we went to shiros today. the place is not very good.. bordering sucks...
by the way ernest hemingway is amazing, fiesta.. a book.. is too good. brett o,, m.,, g,
b1.. not a good place to be.. even though my manager says she will get me a promotion next time, not a good place to be man... not a good place..
need to get outahere... how?????????????????
take care

Bruxelles

After a long time in Sweden.. and after the cold winter with loads and loads of snow.. I am in Brussels. Its a nice city, better than Lund and Malmo.

Finding a place to live in Europe till now has been a headache, and finding one here was not really easy. Even though a lot of webpages help people find a place to live, many scammers trying to make easy money are a pain in the ass. But finally, facebook helped.. found a place through a friend who used to live in brussels.

The accommodation is more expensive than the salary i used to get in my first job. But its a nice city.

So after finishing the master thesis, which took like forever after we had done the actual work and written a report in MS-Word, the professor asks us to make it in some a5 paper format.. which not only took me another week.. thanks to LateX but he gives us shit for so many things. The guy who I was supposed to oppose, postpones his thesis ppt and after all the bull shit waiting finally I come to brussels the 2nd time.

Its a nice city, and we live near the parliament. Its a huge building the EU parliament. There are even two slabs from the berlin wall in front of it, which i had not noticed until yesterday when a friend told us about them. I will take a picture with JFK who is on the wall soon.

I have been trying to find employment in Europe in order to continue enjoying the life I have had here, but to no avail. The recession.. dammit.. So I have finally started to look for a job in India. Which I hope wont be too difficult.

ok so about brussels, the airport is very well connected to the city, the bus is cheaper than in munich and the airport is not so far also. Freeloading on the metro has become a habit, even though i am worried constantly that someone will ask me for the ticket. Maja tells me i am a pussy, well when you look like me, and dont have a passport all the time, and when you are in Europe, you have reasons to be worried.. valid ones.

The city is old, as all cities in europe, the cathedral in the centre is really nice, with so many restaurants close by. There was this alley with just places of sea food..

There is another old church which I could see on the horizon, which i tried to reach by walking the first time I came here, but the map that the hostel lady gave us had only the city center in it and I got lost very soon. But i have passed by the church and plan to visit it again very soon to spend some more time. I really dont know the names of the churches and the squares and all but they are all very nice. Brussels is not as clean as Lund or even Malmo, and the people dont really speak english, no other country is as fluent in english on the mainland as Sweden i think.

The temperatures are about 6 degrees higher than sweden and one can easily make out that its warmer, but the weather sucks.. rainy and windy....

After a long wait for the money from the company where we worked on our thesis, we finally got it and I plan to make good use of it, spending it all on booz and travel. Will go see bruges soon, maybe tomorrow.. will try and visit paris and lyon.

There are plans of visiting Beograd also.. if I get the visa.. that trip i think will be fun. Budapest will be on the way to Beograd hopefully.

The tickets back home cost a lot on all the airlines, except turkish airlines.. have to make sure if i need a transit visa or not..

The internet is a shared on in the apartment and for some weird reason, the belgian ISPs have a limit on the amount of download just like in India. Since there are a lot of students here and i came here in the middle of the month, the quota was over.. so its fucking slow and irritating. Can't do a thing the whole day.. playing aoe was the favorite time pass before I came here.. hopefully the net will get better next month.

boring post eh.. need to find a job man.. crap. the bank guys will be all over me once i go back..

peace

gött nytt år

eno madtha idi ili???????

ok we type

so..

so we type... first of all.. i am back on the side where cigarettes are not addictive anymore..

we did really good work in our master thesis.. it was actually some research.. even by my standards. i was impressed by the kind of work we did. :) i am happy for that.. cheers to the turk. he was the one who made it all possible.. i mean it would have been impossible for me to do it by myself.. but it would have been equally impossible for him to do it by himself too.. both of us acknowledge that and that is what is good about it..

so let me catch up .. from that last post.. for my few readers.. who i know are the best and read the best of course...

last month i happened to be in this southern german city called munich. and there happened to be a fest where lots of ppl got to drink bavarian beer.. some word eh.. beer. i have been meaning to write this.. is that even correct.... anyway i went to octoberfest.i am feeling the aftereffects of the money pinch even today... but it was all worth it. even though i was sick like 1 week after i came back and i got ppl around me sick after that..

okaj! so vi start..

how did this go.. in the summer, i was alone here in lund.. with a french guy, an american girl.. and some indian friends. we cooked food.. we ate.. the french guy cooked... we ate.. and then my indian friends went back home.. and so the american girl came into the picture.. she became was with the french guy... no i am not drunk yet.. and anyway my icelandic friend who happened to be in stockholm asked me about the munich erasmus reunion.. i am not part of the erasmus program.. neither is my icelandic friend.. but we decided to do it anyway.. i had free accomodation.. thanks for afb.se and balls balaji.. so we booked our tickets.. 2-3 days before the october fest and the return tickets 2 days after the end of october fest. I am sure everyone who reads this knows wat is octoberfest..

so i took the flight.. my 3rd one.. to munich.. it was pleasant.. and we were welcomed by some friends..erasmus friends.. i knew them a bit.. not a lot.. but we are friends on facebook now.. :)

so we go to friesing and we walk towards the place where we collect ivar's baggage .. and i walk past this poster in the airport.. a bmw poster..all i see is the hood.. with a big bwm logo.. and suddenly it comes alive.. the damn thing.. its interactive.. the ad.. it starts up the engine as soon as u walk past the poster.. i was impressed....

ok.. then we take a ride in our erasmus friends car.. i call my indian wipro work mate.. who happened to be in munich..

we stay one day in friesing.. the alcohol is cheaper than in sweden ... we drank a bit..

next day we decide to go check out munich.. we took the really expensive but only possible train link from friesing to munich.. and then we walked around the city a bit. i did take some pictures which i will post soon..

so towards the evening.. we managed to get to the enlischer parken, where we met our other german erasmus friend.. okaj no erasmus anymore..

on the way to the garden, we passed by the american embassy.. and i thought.. oh oh.. i have pictures of the flags of all the countries i ever visited to.. maybe i can fake one and take a pic of the american flag.. and i take out my camera.. and there goes.. peeee peeee.. wtf... from where.. the guard said no pics.. move along ..so america has to wait..

then we met up with our friesing friends and went to haufbrau haus.. the octoberfest place throughout the year... it was nice.. i met my indian friends there..

next day we just went to octoberfest park and checked out all the tents.. decided which one we should chose the next day..

in the evening other ppl arrived.. 2 guys from italy, 2 girls from france.. carol managed to reach without any trouble.. caroline had some problems.. not unexpected.. after another night of sleeplessness, we got up at 6 and managed to catch a train to reach octoberfest exactly before the crowd started to get in line.. we got into the hacker-pchor tent at around 9. the first round of beers were served around 9.. and the first line to pee started at around 10.. fuck there was a damn long line.. it took me like 15 mins to just get a place to pee.. i dont know about the women.. so i drank and ate and drank and drank.. more beer.. it was good.. i ate some pasta with cheese.. ate some bavarian sausages.. the white ones with sweet mustard sauce.. and then at around 5, ivar was feeling a little nauseous.. so we decided to get some fresh air..

so that was the end of october fest in the tent.. oh.. there was a lot of singing and bottem's up 1 litre beer involved.. i participated only in the singing part.. and not in the bottems up part.. not only couldn't i afford it.. i wouldn't have been able to get down 1 litre in one go.. and the disgrace if u dont do it.. its too much..

once we got out of the tent.. it was four of us.. ivar.. carol and francesco.. we tried walking towards a cathedral.. i always wanted to go there and so we went.

i had hiccups by this time and i hate hiccups when i am drunk.. they take a long time to go away..

we reached the cathedral.. took some more pics.. laid down for some time and then we tried to find out where the subway was..apparently no one knew.. or no one understood us..

we kept walking.. i saw some indain uncles wearing sahara india tee shirts drinking beer.. and even though i don't speak hindi so well.. esp when i a little tipsy, i tried to ask then where the damn subway was.. and like (what i expect) typical indian uncles.. they started asking me who the beautiful girl was in our group.. i kept asking.. wtf is the subway man.. and ivar started using his limited vocabulary of hindi and started calling me madarchod and behanchod.. the uncles got prettly excited about this and started calling me the same.. just for the record i have improved his vocabulary.. and now he knows kannada also..

so they didnt help us.. but we manged to read the signs and we get to the subway.. so this is like the central station ok..

we get there.. i see 4 guys in military uniform.. we all see them and guess what they do.. they stop me.. only me... out of the four.. but its understandable no? a guy unshaved for almost a week.. and no haircut for more than a year.. so ask me for my passport.. which i had only that day.. i should carry it more often.. i dont do.. but i should.. they said 5 mins.. my friends took pictures of me there.. a fugitive.. the hiccups went away btw..

we caught the train back.. played some foosball.. i scored about 5 goals the whole stay in munich which is pretty good ;)..

and then.. i got sick the next day... it was the last day or the last day before the last day..

anyway i will come to the last day... we managed to spend the whole day in the english park.. we walked a lot.. ivar drank some more.. i tried to sleep.. tried to see all the dogs in the park..

and we came to the airport.. ivar teasing me all the time to wake up and stop being a madarchod.. and the fucking flight was delayed.. dammit..

i was so sick by this time that i would have given anything to be back in my room sleeping..

we come to copenhagen.. my ear hurt all the time we were in the air.. and we catch a trian to malmo.. and guess what.. we have to wait another hour to get back to lund. the guys wouldn't even open the doors to let us into the wages to get out of the fucking cold...

i reached back home at 1:10in the night.. walked all the way to delphi.. sick.. and slept for 48 hours in the bed.. i mean i was in the bed.. i didnt sleep though.. anyway i got better.. and life goes on..

maybe in january i will see some parts of poland...god be with you marta.. and france.. maybe even serbia and spain.. who knows..

so edit.. i will put link to facebook pics here.. .. exactly here..

whadowenamethis

yes...

soon i will be back where i belong.. and its not very exciting...

but its not bad so afterall..

i think about the things that i could have done, and i have done most of then things i wanted to do.. or at least i dreamt of doing. i am sure i can do the rest i want to do from wherever i am in 2-3 years... fo sho ... lets see..

cheers to Q3...

and btw i don't feel really great!

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lets start with some geekiness... ;)
i love Vim. i will donate money to the ugandan kids foundation once i make some..
more | is a very useful key.. along with tee and & it makes logs and debugging a lot easy at work...
i am 25 years old! yeah! happy? no not really... sad? not at all.. its just another year..
i guess people feel old only when they have nothing to do, or maybe when they have nothing else to look forward to.. but i have things to look forward to, so yeah.. 1984.. was a good year..
i read the book too.. 1984.. i mean wtf.. why is it on the best selling list? come on man.. make the hero win after all the suffering!
i read catch 22 also.. i tried reading it in UG but i couldn't get past the first chapter.. too many charecters to remember.. or atleast i thought so.. but its a good book.. people should read it.. why? why not? ;)
in the summer.. right now.. i am working towards completing my thesis.. about decimating stuff.. its fun.. only thing is. i don't really like matlab.. i wish everything was fixed point.. damned floating point causes too much trouble.. so when working with matlab always do comparisons with integers.. round() function is a very good thing.. but well anyway never mind.. matlab is useful..
i am kind of addicted to cigarettes now.. i am ashamed to say i am addicted cause i am on the verge.. it would take me some effort to get back to the place where i was.. on the not addicted side.. i will try..
i work out 4 days a week.. but those six packs look like they will never show up in this lifetime.. but the bright side is, i like my shoulders hehehe..
i met new people.. guys from bangalore whom i knew were in Lund, but didnt meet much.. and they are cool.. it was fun to be with them and i am happy that they got jobs here and that they will live close by .. i won't spend too much money on alcohol from now on hehehe..
one thing that i have not been able to do after having spent almost a year here is see and visit places in Europe.. i should do it before i go back.. december.. we start.
Friends are gradually settling down in life.. they have all started feeling bored with the jobs they have.. everyone wants change.. even though people say that change is the constant thing about life.. change which makes people happy never seems to happen... i have also been told that when i say things i use seems to a lot.. i like telling stories and stories without seems to.. are not really stories..
Tika nagar in DVgere joke was really funny.. but I wish TC all the best.. i am sure he can do it.. like ash said.. he has the talent..
many people who i have talked to.. complain about living in sweden.. my thesis partner always complains about sweden.. but i think its a very cool place to be in... i wouldn't change anything about this country if i were given a chance..
i wouldn't change anything about India either..
Australia would be a place to visit before i start feeling old..
i should learn how to bake a cake.. before the summer is over.. 20 more days.. i have to hurry up.. maybe tomorrow i will try baking one...
and killing flies in sweden is really easy.. they are dumb.
the indian national drink is assam tea?
tea originally comes from turkey and their national drink is raki!

Vt1-Vt2

I am alone now.. the whole corridor is empty. It feels wierd. Lots of things have happened. This is a reminder to myself to remember these days in Sparta.

Silence... oooooooooo ooo silence.. Tomcraft. ;)

I don't know what to do. I need to get some sleep, I chat with people who i don't usually chat with. Not because I am an asshole when I am not alone, just because I don't have anything else to do.

People should write more on their blogs, or maybe I should find some new ones to read. I read the news. TOI and the latest headlines from Mozilla Firefox.

I am a good cook now, thanks to youtube, I wish I had more spices to make the food like it is supposed to be.

I thought it wouldn't be so bad, the summer. But the fact is there is no summer in Sweden. Its just 4 days of sunlight.

The job at the coffee shop is done, It was nice washing dishes for a living. And thanks to all my friends, I have survived till today, comfortably ..

World hold on is a very nice song... I have been introduced to a lot of different music these two terms. Something I have realized is that I don't really have any preferences to music. I like classical a bit though, but I am not good enough to recognise what is whose work.

Ok, now I will write a line about all the people I met.
Ozan the turk, was with us for 1 year, but I got to know him only this semester. A lot of things :)
Aleksander from Macedonia, I didn't know about Macedonia until I met him.
Elise the french kid... cooool.
Alessandro from Italy.... thanks for the great road trip.
Marc .. nice quick witted remarks.. always.
Ivar, icelandic guy, cool guitarist with cool stickers on his guitar.
Balls, from BMS, our DSP project manager.
Can my thesis partner... leave some work for me man .. please.
Guo Na, Alex, and Hong, the chinese hard working people.
Lin and Amy.. the chinese family..
Carol, the rock fan.. french are really cool.
Marta from Poland, the hip-hop, boy friend addicted neighbour.
Naveed and Zubair, our pakistani corridor mates, nice chapatis man.. and the kidney boner thing was really cool.
Carrie the pregnant chinese with her pictures on MSN.
Walid, thanks for the speakers. Hope you have fun back home.. Lebenon.
ok my room number is A305.. should remember that too.
Axel, the cake master...
Edgars our east europian body builder and Moris his friend.
Puneet, thanks for everything. I mean without you, we both know I wouldn't have been here.
Louis, the guy from Quebec, you have quite a lot of balls man..

Caroline the cutest and the one of a kind girl who is alive. I am sure I will still miss you when I read this some months later. I hope we can meet often. Without you, life here in corridor A would not have been the same. Ok I will bestow the honarary Chief 1 title to you. :)

Maja Djordjevic, my love. I hope this will last for sometime :) You are so much fun to be with....

The time is Sparta has been one the best hostel stints ever in my life. It was equal to the time spent in Cauvery-DJ-Chamundi-MV.

Everything fell into place like clockwork. I don't know what else I could have asked for more. Its almost complete.

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