I am done.

I am done. I cant believe it. One sem is over. I never thought i would be able to get stuff done, finish my assignnments in time. But then thank god i finished everyything onn time. I don't have much expectations with the grades part, will leave that for later.

some american lingo for you guyys..

something very good = awesome , its kick ass stuff
something done very cleverly = neat , sweet
bye = later
my teacher scolded me = my prof fired my ass
Everybody was shouting at me = my ass was under fire
alright= awrite
biscuits = cookies
Thanks very much = i really appreciate it
cycle= bike
car dicky = trunk
cola = soda
no = hell no
petrol=gas
ok thats it for now...later !!!!

music thanksgiving & more

I remember studying in school about thanksgiving, you know how a typical American family sits around the table, says a prayer and eats the turkey. But i never thought that at somepoint in my life i would also be a part of the thanksgiving celebration. My friend invited me over to his grandmom's place to celebrate thanksgiving. I agreed to go and decided to spend a day with an american family.
His Grandmom lived in a small town called Casey, three hours away from where i live. There were hardly any houses there and it looked as if most of the people who lived there owned large acres of land and did a lot of farming. His Grandma's house was big and spacious with the most amazing chandeliers i had ever seen. Her house was solid man. Pure opulence. One by one everybody arrived and i was introduced to my friend's family members. Initially i was finding it very odd to be there but then slowly slowly i got accustomed to the place and surroundings. The problem was that there are lot of customs which had to be followed and i did not know any of them
I was gettting scared that i might end up doing some thing really stupid.

It was 12 noon and was time for the big lunch. The table was set, the candles were lit and the turkey was out along with a dozen of other dishes. All of us held hands and somebody said the prayer. It was the first time i had acually done something like that. The Lunch included mashed potatoes ( prepared in the same manner as most bongs prepare it. ) The mashed potatoes were to be had with hot noodles on top of them. Then there was beans, veg salad, turkey , ham and lot of other things most of which i did not understand .
I just felt as if i was spending time with my family. I felt very homesick and remembered our get togethers back home. Lunch was done and it was time for desserts. There were whole lot of pie's and custards to eat. All of us were full but we were forced to eat by his grandma who after every hour would ask us to eat something or the other.
My friend's little cousin joseph took us around the place. Even though it was freezing outside we decided to go out. we went exploring the three big garages my friend's grandmom owned.It was filled with farm equipment, tractors and a whole lot of other crazy stuff. One of them also had a big truck. So there we were like small kids hopping from one garage to another checking out the antique stuff which my friend's grandfather had collected. It was nice and it was good.

oh ji !!!!

Voice from inside .....

Aye mere Khuda kuch karo abhi

mere unoh ka gussa kam karo jaldi

karte hain bohoth pyaar unko

bolo na ji kaise manaye tumko

kuch kaam kar nahin paa rahen hain

bas subah shaam tumko yaad karte rehthey hain

Aur ek ghante mein online aaoge tum

This " Hum " is nobody without you " Tum"

I want back the jodi of " Hum Tum"

I understand this shayari looks very silly

But baby this bunty is missing his Bubly

Aur kitne din tak aise tadpenge

Kuch karo khuda varna yahan ke

campus lake mein doob jayenge

Marna nahin chahthey hum

par nahin hain mujhmein aur dum ....