Attainable

In order for us to function properly our bodies and mind demand a certain amount of pleasure. be that alcoholic, psychedelic, musical, dramatic, gustatory….
all in all i write this post off a considerably incomplete high

I like getting into the altered sensorium. More than i’d care to admit, to be honest.
Certainly, there’s more to the avg. retard than a crippled physique and a defeated sense of purpose. Why not make it into the established recreational audacity.
Of such proportions that the mind may not comprehend the full nature of my predicament .
I am glad for the past week. And especially because of the sustained and projected realization….that you can be happy with your crew. Or try and be happy with sad folks for whom joviality is not an option.
May peace be with the world and my companions. For, them chilling is one thing. and recuperating from lack of sustainably sociable happiness, thought of or not, is another.
Its true. I mean it. From the dpths of my mind. I concur that the human race is just as demented as the 20 something man about to graduate. Its juvenile, illogical.
In second year the first page of Robbin’s pathology made me hate the concept of karma more than any other instance.
And all of those realizations which were similar to a point.
i despise the current network
I hate it all
My mornings are plagued by fake hellos and faker smiles. I cant help but be nice to people. And for some reason the cause of it all is simple.
dennerexdude,
rexified,
Upecmustang,
Chopin’s grave

oo oo ooty…

the fire that baba lit

when 19 people decided to go together i had a feeling the trip wont be as amazing as i wanted it to be. turns out. It was great! especially the booze parties in the apartment we rented. scared the girls probably.
the fog, the chills and the fact that we could find a permanent winter in the south fascinates me.

It was rejuvenation. Thankyou ootacamandalam…:)

Sc(h)attered nuerons~

I need adventure. I always need adventure.
Get out. Do loadsa crazy shit. Pump up loadsa adrenaline. Do adventure. Im addicted to it.
I need to keep things spiced up. I need to take cases. I need to be insane.
I thrive on the out of the ordinary.
I survive on bakchodi.
Its probably a very bad psycological disorder.
And its causing my social life to deteriorate like uranium with a half life of 2 seconds.
I dont give a fuck about the whole social image thing, though.
I dont speak to three quarters of the class anyway… and the good thing is they dont care either.
I have a way of life that is not supported. Like im a mac program and we live in the windows world. (bad analogy?)
I do my own thing.
I have been labled as a misfit. well fuck the world then. I’ll do whatever i have to….whatever makes me happy. whatever keeps me excited. Whatever keeps me insane.
Coz i think sanity and being a fuckin nice guy’s a waste of life. routines will just kill me. And the ordinary will frustrate me into killing myself.

One down.

First years over. Looking back at all the crazy things we’ve done in the past one year makes me wonder if the second year is gonna be as eventful. Maybe it wont. Coz i’ve done all there was to do
So heres a list of achievements anyway…
-we broke open the first floor balcony gates to RT hostel for entering post curfew
-we destroyed the fuses so that kids would fail with us during exams
-we ran away from the university to goa, in a plan made in 30 minutes
-we broke out of the hostel climbed down a pipe and ran away to kerela for trekking.
we smuggled alcohol into the hostel got caught and i took full punishment
-we screwed with our seniors
-we came and the college won utsav
-we started a band
-i got hospitalized and operated for a broken arm
-Formed friends for life
-Peed at the wardens office….twice
-ate food at the food court for a month for free…
-flunked exam after exam
-Managed to pass a few as well
-Did well in college. Very well.
we’re awesome. I’m awesome. Couldnt have been in a better place
Rawk on! to the the B-company: Hash, Prabuddh, Santi, Shanky, Rudra, Chersey, Gowta

One down.

First years over. Looking back at all the crazy things we’ve done in the past one year makes me wonder if the second year is gonna be as eventful. Maybe it wont. Coz i’ve done all there was to do
So heres a list of achievements anyway…
-we broke open the first floor balcony gates to RT hostel for entering post curfew
-we destroyed the fuses so that kids would fail with us during exams
-we ran away from the university to goa, in a plan made in 30 minutes
-we broke out of the hostel climbed down a pipe and ran away to kerela for trekking.
we smuggled alcohol into the hostel got caught and i took full punishment
-we screwed with our seniors
-we came and the college won utsav
-we started a band
-i got hospitalized and operated for a broken arm
-Formed friends for life
-Peed at the wardens office….twice
-ate food at the food court for a month for free…
-flunked exam after exam
-Managed to pass a few as well
-Did well in college. Very well.
we’re awesome. I’m awesome. Couldnt have been in a better place
Rawk on! to the the B-company: Hash, Prabuddh, Santi, Shanky, Rudra, Chersey, Gowta