Posted by: Aadisht on: September 5, 2005
Dope’s effect on other people is hilarious. Take the case of the bloke in the room opposite mine at hostel. To protect his privacy, I shall call him Sutta. Of late, he’s been on a health kick (again), and has substituted self-rolled joints for Red and White (again). Sutta has dinner, rolls himself a joint, [...]
Posted by: Aadisht on: February 14, 2004
Well, I might as well make the obligatory Feast of St. Valentine post. My brother has recently started to read Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen. Over here, he claims that he is doing this because I have challenged him to do so. In fact, I have done nothing of the sort. This is camouflage [...]
Posted by: Aadisht on: February 12, 2004
In my earlier post about the plant otherwise known as Mary Jane, I may have given the impression that it leaves you feeling senti and goofy and maudlin. That’s not strictly accurate. It may do that to you, but its effect may be quite different. It varies from person to person. Thus while A may [...]
Posted by: Aadisht on: February 4, 2004
The week gone by was rough. We’re in the middle of family crises that I won’t go into, but they’re serious all right. Today, though, a feel good factor erupted. Immediately after lunch, my brother’s SAT scores came through. 770 in maths, 730 in verbal, leading to a grand total of 1500. I’m mentioning the [...]
Posted by: Aadisht on: January 28, 2004
The past week has been eventful bordering on miserable. On Tuesday, me and Sarker decided to get buy a postpaid cellular connection. We took Gutri along so that we could give a billing address in Punjab and simplify matters. Irony strikes again. When Airtel called up Gutri’s house to verify the billing address, Gutri’s father [...]
Posted by: Aadisht on: January 22, 2004
If bodies are temples, mine would be the sort that’s had no worshipers for a few centuries, is falling into disrepair, and needs large and concerted efforts to restore it to former magnificence. My trousers no longer fit. Wait, that’s not accurate. At no point of time in the last four years have my trousers [...]
Posted by: Aadisht on: January 20, 2004
I’m suffering from a deranged sleep cycle. Couldn’t get to sleep until half past five this morning, after which I slept until ten to ten and missed my IT lab- again. Wonderful. Sleep’s still trying to catch up with me, and I’m in no position to write on stuff I’d like to write on- relatives, [...]
Posted by: Aadisht on: January 16, 2004
Horror of horrors! A Cafe Coffee Day has opened in Patiala! I can imagine regular readers raising an eyebrow. Some might even raise two. Surely, they feel, after his earlier paeans to coffee bars, one would expect Aadisht to be pleased that there is now one in Patiala. Furthermore, a Cafe Coffee Day, which has [...]
Posted by: Aadisht on: January 10, 2004
My hard drive -the one with all my music and saved IM conversations and photos and stuff- has crashed. I’m not in grief, though; it’s happened so many times before that I’ve grown accustomed to it. I now know that I will be able to build by music collection back, and similarly the videos. Losing [...]
Posted by: Aadisht on: January 10, 2004
The best Instant Messenger conversations take place after midnight, but that’s only when there’s actually someone to talk to. I don’t know what you do if you’re up at that time without food to eat or an improving book to read, but, me, personally, I start Google searching for names from the past. Look what [...]