What ? HM ? Seriously ?

   Till recently, I had the usual course of following the herd, preparing for admission to engineering. Then it struck me, "What would I gain from this ?", "Why am I doing this exactly ?". "Because you're worth it". (No, wait. That was Aishwarya Rai Bachchan endorsing some shampoo. Maybe I should switch off the television now.) So, I was thinking about restructuring my priorities. Then, Voila ! How about Hospitality Management ? (I know what you are thinking...). It struck a chord with my insane mind. So that's it. No more slogging for admission to a warehouse engineering college. Now I just had a herculean task at hand. Yes, 'Explaining'. My parents understand me......well, almost. But the logic had to be explained to friends now.

   So, a lot of expletive-laden discussion ensued. With friends, of course. The dialogue went somewhat like this(expletives have been censored out):

Friends : Why are you doing this ?
Me       : I don't know. I just don't want to go down the same path everybody else goes.
Friends : And........ ?
Me       : Alright, I don't like studying science and mathematics. Happy ?
Friends : Knew that(laughing hysterically)...
Me       : Listen bro, consider you pursuing self-torture engineering while I go my way. Four years down the  lane, you will be working your ass off in your final year(and I am not even considering backlog of subjects i.e KTs), while I will have already obtained a bachelors degree with a work experience of an year(well, probably). But the thing of prime importance shall be that I'll be a satisfied person(well, probably). Plus there is too much unnecessary competition and its not my area of interest. And why not try to be someone different ? In fact, I'd like to quote some words from a Linkin Park number:

"Forfeit the game
Before somebody else
Takes you out of the frame
And puts your name to shame
Cover up your face
You can't run the race
The pace is too fast
You just won't last"

You get that ? Huh ?

Friends :                  


 Some other friends:
 (For representation purposes only. No wine or any other beverage was involved.)


Me       :                   


   So that was the end of doubts and questions. People understood my point(well, probably). Now all I had to do was study(oh f**k !) to go ahead. The path is clear. Now, I can just that hope my choices shall prove fruitful. Well, perhaps...

So here I am....

So, there ! I created a blog after much persuasion, by the terrible blogger inside me. Some questions haunted me in this endeavour."So should it be Wordpress or Blogger ?", "How do I get started ?", "Who am I kidding ?". So, Blogger it is. I understand Wordpress(and blogging, in general) as much as I understand Mandarin. Well, you get the point, don't you ? No ? Nevermind. I usually read satirical blogs, especially the mind-blowing ones like Stupidus Maximus and Khamba's Blog and also Faking News. These constituted 49.1 % of my inspiration behind blogging, the rest 50.9 % is due to the ample free time I have now, actually meant for getting screwed by books  studying. And I also use Facebook as frequently as a person with an upset stomach goes to the bathroom.

    What I am actually, is a student, now enjoying superficial vacations, thanks to the reign of entrance-exams. I live in an obscure place Mumbaikars living in the western part of the city refer to as 'The Great Beyond' (read beyond Virar) and may have to move to Mumbai or some other city soon to pursue further stupidity education. Did I mention I shall be pursuing Hospitality Studies ? (No, I can't cook, you may stop laughing now). I had decided to pursue this stuff for the sake of being different. Literally.(Stop giggling now, seriously !). So, now will just sail wherever this boat called life takes me, while still watching out for icebergs on a proverbial GPS equipment (I would appreciate James Cameron making a magnum opus on my ship sinking episode, though.Think about the royalty fee.*drool*). But as always, there will be roadblocks on this path. The institutes where I want to be should be sane enough to sell grant me a seat there. Else, I would have to look for other options where I would not have to sell one of my kidneys to secure admission. Hope that the miracle of our society, called 'reservation', helps me in this case. But, like always, I continue to show the same enthusiasm towards studies that BMC shows towards repairing roads.

    So, that's it. Yes, your turmoil ends for now, well, perhaps. I will brag more about myself and my hopeless pursuits in future posts. And yeah, it would be helpful if you leave a comment, helps boost my ego. Now where did I keep the TV remote.... ?