Author: Amit Goyal

  • … and World Peace

    What is the world coming to?

    Orgasms!!

    It is true. If you do not believe me, read this, or visit this. People would do anything to gain publicity nowadays. Immense curiosity arises about the thoughts going through a couples mind!! Was ROFL when I read this:

    The couple have studied evolutionary psychology and believe that war is mainly an outgrowth of men trying to impress potential mates, a case of ”my missile is bigger than your missile,” as Reffell put it.

    Gives the sentence a whole new meaning, doesn’t it!! I just keep wondering about the range of such missiles ЁЯШЙ

  • Long Weekend

    Tomorrow I would be taking a day off while being in Gurgaon after almost 1 year. Last time I did so was around December last year. Rahul is coming to Gurgaon and tomorrow also happens to be his birthday, so I plan on spending the day with him doing nothing in particular.

    Day after we (me, Rahul and Bansal, TK might join) head to Jaipur to attend the marriage of a close friend, Abhijeet “Joy” Choudhury. Though sometimes irritating he is a genuinely nice chap and has been a great friend through and after my BITSian life.

    Meanwhile, high on my list of songs now is Def Leppard – Long, Long Way To Go. This is one melodious song. Also playing a lot nowadays is Coldplay – Clocks. A beautiful, though haunting at times, song it is right on the top of my list of songs from Coldplay along with Trouble, Scientist, Yellow and Speed of Sound.

  • Kamal Hai!

    Quillpad is an online transliterator (complete with AJAX and the works, with a very Web2.0 feel) which I have started liking immensely. An Indian startup, it does a pretty decent job and provides you a very very clean and simple interface. It also supports Kannad, Tamil, Telugu, Marathi and Malayalam. Below is a sample, lyrics of the song Tere Bin from Bas Ek Pal. Since my Hindi is not great I do not know if the spellings are alright but they seem decent.

    рддреЗрд░ рдмреАрди рдореИрдВ рдпреВрдБ рдХреИрд╕реЗ рдЬреАрдпрд╛
    рдХреИрд╕реЗ рдЬреАрдпрд╛ рддреЗрд░реЗ рдмреАрди
    рддреЗрд░реЗ рдмреАрди рдореИрдВ рдпреВрдБ рдХреИрд╕реЗ рдЬреАрдпрд╛
    рдХреИрд╕реЗ рдЬреАрдпрд╛ рддреЗрд░реЗ рдмреАрди
    рд▓реЗрдХрд░ рдпрд╛рджреЗрдВ рддреЗрд░реА рд░рд╛рддреЗрдВ рдореЗрд░реА рдХрдЯреА – 2
    рдореБрдЭрд╕реЗ рдмрд╛рддреЗрдВ рддреЗрд░реА рдХрд░рддреА рд╣реИ рдЪрд╛рдБрджрдиреА
    рддрдиреНрд╣рд╛ рд╣реИ рддреБрдЭ рдмреАрди рд░рд╛рддреЗрдВ рдореЗрд░реА
    рджреАрди рдореЗрд░реЗ рджреАрди рдХреЗ рдЬреИрд╕реЗ рдирд╣реА
    рддрдиреНрд╣рд╛ рдмрджрди рддрдиреНрд╣рд╛ рд╣реИ рд░реВрд╣ рдирд╛рдо рдореЗрд░реА рдЖрдБрдЦреЗрдВ рд░рд╣реЗ
    рдЖрдЬрд╛ рдореЗрд░реЗ рдЕрдм рд░реВрдмрд░реВ
    рдЬреАрдирд╛ рдирд╣реА рдмреАрди рддреЗрд░реЗ
    рддреЗрд░реЗ рдмреАрди рдореИрдВ рдпреВрдБ рдХреИрд╕реЗ рдЬреАрдпрд╛
    рдХреИрд╕реЗ рдЬреАрдпрд╛ рддреЗрд░реЗ рдмреАрди
    рддреЗрд░реЗ рдмреАрди рдореИрдВ рдпреВрдБ рдХреИрд╕реЗ рдЬреАрдпрд╛
    рдХреИрд╕реЗ рдЬреАрдпрд╛ рддреЗрд░реЗ рдмреАрди

    рдХрд╝рдмреНрд╕реЗ рдЖрдБрдЦреЗрдВ рдореЗрд░реА рд░рд╛рд╣ рдореЗрдВ рддреЗрд░реЗ рдмрд┐рдЪреНрдЫреА – 2
    рднреВрд▓реЗ рд╕реЗ рд╣реА рдХрд╣реА рддреВ рдореАрд▓ рдЬрд╛рдП рдХрднреА
    рднреВрд▓реЗ рдирд╛ рдореБрдЭрд╕реЗ рдмрд╛рддреЗрдВ рддреЗрд░реА
    рднреАрдЧреА рд╣реИ рд╣реИрд░ рдкрд▓ рдЖрдБрдЦреЗрдВ рдореЗрд░реА
    рдХреНрдпреВрдВ рд╕рд╛рдБрд╕ рд▓реВрдВ рдХреНрдпреВрдВ рдореИрдВ рдЬрд╝реАрдпреВ
    рдЬреАрдирд╛ рдмреБрд░рд╛ рд╕рд╛ рд▓рдЧреЗ
    рдХреНрдпреВрдВ рд╣реЛ рдЧрдпрд╛ рддреВ рдмреЗрд╡рд╛рдлрд╝рд╛рд╛ рдореБрдЭрдХреЛ рдмрддрд╛ рджреЗ рд╡рдЬрд╣
    рддреЗрд░реЗ рдмреАрди рдореИрдВ рдпреВрдБ рдХреИрд╕реЗ рдЬреАрдпрд╛
    рдХреИрд╕реЗ рдЬрд┐рдпрд╛ рддреЗрд░реЗ рдмреАрди тАж
    рддреЗрд░реЗ рдмреАрди рдореИрдВ рдпреВрдБ рдХреИрд╕реЗ рдЬрд┐рдпрд╛
    рдХреИрд╕реЗ рдЬреАрдпрд╛ рддреЗрд░реЗ рдмреАрди тАж

  • Here I Go!!

    Me taking CAT today without having the faintest idea about even the sections or the length of the entire exercise. Even God cannot help me here.

    Anyways, the second half of the day will be better as me and Ojas plan on meeting Shivam Vij of the National Highway fame. This will be the first time I will be meeting some blogger personally, other than Dilip D’Souza of course.

    Update: Cat sucked and I am not meeting Shivam after all. Damn. Sunday, bloody Sunday.

  • Cold hands, Warm memories

    Its starting to get cold at nights here in Gurgaon/Delhi nowadays. Just sometime back when I was riding a bike, my hands almost froze from the chilly winds beating against it. I must get some gloves.

    Anyways, these cold hands brought back a lot of memories. Those first year nights when we used to burn wood every night outside Bansal’s room. All those nights at ANC trying to warm the ice cold hands holding a warm cup of coffee/tea (we did not generally have money for more stuff) after returning from the Bio Labs or after a movie with Rahul and Thax, or my wingies. Psenti sem. Those fire burning sessions in the QT. And many more. Sometimes I wish I was still in Pilani. I wish things were the same.