I wanted to know about the fee structure for MCA in this particular college, so i thought of calling on the number mentioned on their website. How simple life is with technology :)

I gave a call, someone picked it up

me - hello, this is shwetha from mangalore, i would like to know about the fee structure for MCA.

The person at the other end gave me another number and said i would get the information there.

I called up this new number and the person there gave me the number to the MCA Department. Again i call. A lady picked up and asked me to call the admission section. huh Another number.

The person at the admission section connected me to another extension. A lady picked up and her voice was familiar. Well, it was again the lady from MCA department. She went- didn't i just ask you to call the admission block ? I told her my dukh bhari kahani and she had a laugh. Well, all i got from her was a laugh and yes, another number!! This one to the section which deals with management seats.

Well i wanted information regarding the government seats. Anyways i did call. And the lady there said, i don't have any information regarding the government seats, call the admission block. Arrrrhhh .... I had reached the saturation point.

And we say technology has made our life easy. Too much of it is too bad .. lolz

Those were the best days of my life :)

The day I wrote my entrance tests, (read screwed up: P) for engineering and medicine, I decided I would be doing my BCA. Not a tough decision to make, considering I live in the ‘era’ where every second youngster is studying to be an engineer and well, I live in Karnataka! Do I need any more reasons? Oh yes, I was truly interested too: P

That reminds me of a PJ …. Throw a banana peel in Bangalore, it will either fall on a dog or a software engineer, obviously :)

Hum .. I wanted to do my BCA in this particular college here at Mangalore, well known and most importantly has a huge campus! I got home the application and thought of submitting it after two days. What’s the hurry i thought (Very like me :)) Well, when I did go back after 2 days, the seats were all sold out. Yeah, I said sold out. They don’t give a damn about marks.


With that I went to SDM, which came 2nd in my list of preference and got my admission ticket. Sadly, it has real small campus. I was quite disappointed and regretted for not having made it sooner to the other college.

Before I knew it, it was time for college! I got to know that a girl living in my neighbourhood, an acquaintance, was going to be my classmate. Quite a relief, I would have some company on the first day of college.

Well, the day went great and there has been no regretting ever since! Days were pure bliss. Classmates were wonderful. Thanks to this college, I met 5 terrific people. Love you lots. Shruthi, sup, sowmi, Vidya, chaithra hope you are reading this. Well they almost never do: P

SDM college is simply the best! Memories are still so fresh. Traditional days, college days, fests and the class wise competitions which everyone was so passionate about… Even after a year, we attend all these functions, never miss them!

Now I realize why we don’t have a send off party for the final year students at SDM. Our principal used to say- U will always remain students of this college. You will never be sent off. It used to sound funny back then, doesn’t any more :)

In mood for some PJ's ????

I really love PJ’s. Here are some good ones I got from friends.


1) Kutta raste pe ‘su’ karta hai. Ek aadmi uspe khada hota hai. To us aadmi ko aap kya kahenge ?



SU-PER-MAN :P


2) A group of elephants were sitting on a street. A pretty female elephant passes by. What does the flirt elephant say ??


3600-2400-3600 :D


3) What will you call soft horns ?

MULAYAM SINGH :D


4) What do you call an eagle which fell sick ?

ILLEGAL ….. huh :O


5) What do you call a soldier’s wife climbing the stairs ?


CHADTI JAWANI !!



6) Best friend’s son is called

BADDI MAGA !



7) Why isn’t Akshay Kumar’s wife as big a star as he is ?



BECAAAAUSE Twinkle Twinkle little star :P


8) Here's the king of all !

Tiger kills cow. Hippo sees it. Tiger asks hippo not to tell that in court. Hippo refuses.

Tiger asks WHY ?

Hippo says : SHAKIRA SAYS... HIPS DON’T LIE !!!

25 th of July 2009 was a sad day for Michael Jackson fans. The 'king of pop' passed away at the age of 50 due to cardiac arrest.

He started performing at the age of five and went on to give some of the biggest hits ever. In recent times, he was more in news due to controversies than for his work. In fact, people were more interested in the person than in his work :) There might be people who haven’t heard his songs but not one who hasn’t heard his name :)

What struck me was the way fans reacted to the news of his death. They celebrated his life, some sang his songs, some others danced and others silently paid homage to their star ..






Lets go back in time to April 12th 2006 when legendary kannada cinema actor Dr. Rajkumar passed away at the age of 77 after a heart attack. What happened here was a breach of law and order in the name of homage. As news spread, the so called fans (true fans would never resort to such violence) started throwing stones at vehicles and buildings. Tyres were burnt on roads, blocking traffic and many BMTC buses and other vehicles were set on fire. Policemen were injured and several others were stabbed. Some even lost their lives-Meaningless anger, resulting in loss of life and property.




It's a shame we act so uncivilized. If people acted a little more thoughtful, India would be a lot better place to live in.

The Little Nuclear Powerhouse

The brand new season of Sa Re Ga Ma Pa little Champs is on ... I love this show, for the quality of it ... The class of singers on this stage is finer than in any other reality show, so i actually bear with all the TRP friendly stunts and follow the show religiously .

Well this year i found my champ right away in the very first episode ! Guess who ? Afsha Musani, the cute, bubbly, super smart 'chashmish' who co-hosts the show along with Dairya Sorecha of 'kya aap panchvi pass se tez ho' fame ..Just 5 yrs of age, i believe she is the youngest host on indian telivision ... [ The only thing i managed to achieve when i was 5 was ... well, is going to school called an achievement ??]

This little girl was spotted at the auditions of sa re ga ma pa ... Though she didn't make it into the competition for her singing, her witty remarks did get her an entry into the show as a host .... [Quick thinking, producer]

Her shrill voice, her laugh, ohhh .. just too cute ... She has already stolen everyone's hearts, for sure ... My parents just love her ...Dad adores her ... Mom showers blessings and says kahin nazar na lage .. Me, i just can't stop smiling :):)


She surely is the highlight of the show ... Cheers to you afsha . God bless :-)

[It's friday today ! yipee ! It's afsha time ! Don't miss it guys ]

Excerpts from Dr. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam's speech .. A must read !

I got this text as a mail forward from a friend of mine and i felt i 'had' to post it out here. A must read for every Indian.

Why is the media here so negative?
Why are we in India so embarrassed to recognize our own strengths, our
achievements? We are such a great nation. We have so many amazing success
stories but we refuse to acknowledge them. Why?
We are the first in milk production.
We are number one in Remote sensing satellites.
We are the second largest producer of wheat.
We are the second largest producer of rice.
Look at Dr. Sudarshan, he has transferred the tribal village into a
self-sustaining, self-driving unit. There are millions of such achievements
but our media is only obsessed in the bad news and failures and disasters. I
was in Tel Aviv once and I was reading the Israeli newspaper. It was the day
after a lot of attacks and bombardments and deaths had taken place. The
Hamas had struck. But the front page of the newspaper had the picture of a
Jewish gentleman who in five years had transformed his desert into an orchid
and a granary. It was this inspiring picture that everyone woke up to. The
gory details of killings, bombardments, deaths, were inside in the
newspaper, buried among other news.

In India we only read about death, sickness, terrorism, crime. Why are we so
NEGATIVE? Another question: Why are we, as a nation so obsessed with foreign
things? We want foreign TVs, we want foreign shirts. We want foreign
technology.

Why this obsession with everything imported. Do we not realize that
self-respect comes with self-reliance? I was in Hyderabad giving this
lecture,
when a 14 year old girl asked me for my autograph. I asked her what her goal
in life is. She replied: I want to live in a developed India. For her,
you and I will have to build this developed India. You must proclaim. India
is not an under-developed nation; it is a highly developed nation.

You say that our government is inefficient.
You say that our laws are too old.
You say that the municipality does not pick up the garbage.
You say that the phones don't work, the railways are a joke,
The airline is the worst in the world, mails never reach their destination.
You say that our country has been fed to the dogs and is the absolute pits.

You say, say and say. What do YOU do about it?
Take a person on his way to Singapore. Give him a name - YOURS. Give him a
face - YOURS. You walk out of the airport and you are at your International
best. In Singapore you don't throw cigarette butts on the roads or eat in
the stores. You are as proud of their Underground links as they are. You pay
$5 (approx. Rs. 60) to drive through Orchard Road (equivalent of Mahim
Causeway or Pedder Road) between 5 PM and 8 PM. You come back to the parking
lot to punch your parking ticket if you have over stayed in a restaurant or
a shopping mall irrespective of your status identity... In Singapore you
don't say anything, DO YOU? You wouldn't dare to eat in public during
Ramadan, in Dubai. You would not dare to go out without your head covered
in Jeddah. You would not dare to buy an employee of the telephone exchange
in London at 10 pounds (Rs.650) a month to, 'see to it that my STD and ISD
calls are billed to someone else’. You would not dare to speed beyond 55 mph
(88 km/h) in Washington and then tell the traffic cop,
'Jaanta hai main kaun hoon (Do you know who I am?). I am so and so's son.
Take your two bucks and get lost.' You wouldn't chuck an empty coconut shell anywhere other than the garbage pail on the beaches in Australia and New Zealand.
Why don't You spit Paan on the streets of Tokyo ? Why don't You use
examination jockeys or buy fake certificates in Boston ??? We are still
talking of the same YOU. You who can respect and conform to a foreign system
in other countries but cannot in your own. You who will throw papers and
cigarettes on the road the moment you touch Indian ground. If you can be an
involved and appreciative citizen in an alien country, why cannot you be the
same here in India ?

Once in an interview, the famous Ex-municipal commissioner of Bombay, Mr.
Tinaikar , had a point to make. 'Rich people's dogs are walked on the
streets to leave their affluent droppings all over the place,' he said. 'And
then the same people turn around to criticize and blame the
authorities for inefficiency and dirty pavements. What do they expect the
officers to do? Go down with a broom every time their dog feels the pressure
in his bowels?
In America every dog owner has to clean up after his pet has done the job.
Same in Japan. Will the Indian citizen do that here?' He's right. We go to
the polls to choose a government and after that forfeit all responsibility.
We sit back wanting to be pampered and expect the government to do
everything for us whilst our contribution is totally negative. We expect the
government to clean up but we are not going to stop chucking garbage all
over the place nor are we going to stop to pick up a stray piece of paper
and throw it in the bin. We expect the railways to provide clean bathrooms
but we are not going to learn the proper use of bathrooms.
We want Indian Airlines and Air India to provide the best of food and
toiletries but we are not going to stop pilfering at the least opportunity.
This applies even to the staff who is known not to pass on the service to the public.

When it comes to burning social issues like those related to
women, dowry, girl child and others, we make loud drawing room
protestations and continue to do the reverse at home. Our excuse? 'It's the
whole system which has to change, how will it matter if I alone forego my
sons' rights to a dowry.' So who's going to change the system?
What does a system consist of? Very conveniently for us it consists of our
neighbours, other households, other cities, other communities and the
government. But definitely not me and YOU. When it comes to us actually
making a positive contribution to the system we lock ourselves along with
our families into a safe cocoon and look into the distance at countries far
away and wait for a Mr.Clean to come along & work miracles for us with a
majestic sweep of his hand or we leave the country and run away.
Like lazy cowards hounded by our fears we run to America to bask in their
glory and praise their system. When New York becomes insecure we run to
England . When England experiences unemployment, we take the next flight out
to the Gulf. When the Gulf is war struck, we demand to be rescued and
brought home by the Indian government. Everybody is out to abuse and rape
the country. Nobody thinks of feeding the system. Our conscience is
mortgaged to money.

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BE THE CHANGE YOU WANT TO SEE IN THE WORLD !! :)

A near miss ! :)

Yesterday, sometime in the middle of the night, i was disturbed by some noise. Sounded like it was coming from the ceiling fan. I tried to ignore it and continue sleeping. But then, it showed no signs of stopping and it was getting really irritating too. Finally i got out of bed to investigate and saw that the fan was swaying dangerously .. Thinking it would fall down any minute, i switched it off and what a surprise i got ! The third blade was missing ! ( or nearly was ) Looking down i found it near the foot of my bed. It had just cut in half and fallen down ...Only in the morning did i realize i had had a close call :P Had it fallen on me, i wouldn't be writing this right now ! :P

So friends, beware of ceiling fans ! :P