F.R.I.E.N.D.S Vs friends!! :D

I've always been a big fan of the TV sitcom "Friends".. And the other day, with nothing else to do, I fell into watching it again (you see, I have all the seasons with me:)).. And I thought why not compare my gang with them!!!

I guess Nd would be Monica. The sensible one. She gives us advice, even when we don't ask for it. She is absolutely maniacal about how her things should be at their exact places at all times. And she also has great food with her every time....

Ne would be Chandler. The sarcastic one. You tell anything to her, and she has an answer ready, that makes you scream, especially when you are in a tight situation

S would be Ross. The brainy one. She prefers things her own way and is too easy to bluff, the one around whom all of us makes jokes.

F would be Joey. The innocent one. She is one innocent being. We spend half our time, trying to change all those things she believes is true. We tease her innocence, yet that is why we love her...

J would be Phoebe. The queer one. Not exactly (in phoebe words) floopy like her, but with queer quirks like her. She takes to dislike someone, she does. And sometimes we doubt if she will be there for us anytime, but she will be. The one i love just for the one reason that she is my friend.

R would be Rachel. The...ok, i don't have a name for this One...bumbling. Who needs people to tell her what to do and what not to do. the whiny one. (yeah!!i got a name!!) you want any gossip??R is the one for you!!!

One more is left, H, who i cant specify any one from the series.. The quiet one. But the one we all turn to when we need a shoulder to cry on, or someone to vent our anger...

and of course, ME!!! any ideas who i would be???? :D

MY TYPICAL WEEK

MONDAY: early morning blues...

no time for breakfast because i woke up late..:(

Reach the bus stop to see my bus pulling away...

reach late to college and miss the first hour...

4 hours of the cursed lab...

somehow manage to last till afternoon before I rush off for lunch...

2 more hours of boring classes...

finally reach home...

manage to exist till dinner...

and bam!!! am asleep, all bushed!!!

TUESDAY: manage to get up early remembering the previous days tragedy...

somehow manage to reach college on time...

morning rushes past in a blur of labs and classes...

then (whew!!) lunch...

1 hour of staring down into microscopes for bacterias you will never see (and wheedle the good students to 'lend' their slides to show our sir)...

1 more hour of classes....

reach home...

had unfortunately taken a vow to study regularly, so I doze in front of my books...

dinner and fall into bed...

WEDNESDAY: no tragedies in the morning...

reach college and spend two hours drilling into the teeth of 'phantom' heads...

and exist somehow till lunch...

2 hours of classes...

aah!! Home sweet home...

have learnt my lesson from yesterday, and therefore postpone my studies for Sunday..

Sweet Dreams!!!

THURSDAY: over zealous me reaches college early and spend time waiting for my friends to reach..

spend an hour straightening wires, and then the next hour bending them into loops (ah!! the cruel irony!!)

2 hours in lab waiting for ma'am to say 'alright, you can stop working!'

and my favorite part of college life LUNCH!!!!

2 hours are wasted mixing various powders to make God only knows what (our record says that we are making something to treat a sore throat)

HOOOOOOOOOOOMEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

time till dinner is spent fruitfully in front of my PC

Into the arms of Morpheus, the God of sleep!!!

FRIDAY: reach college telling myself 'dont worry, 2 more days to go!!'

FOUR HOURS learning about tumors, cysts, abscesses and carcinomas (the caps was to impress upon you, the boring-ness of the day)

mange to exist till the evening.. (no, even lunch doesn't cheer me up)

thankfully we have just an hour afternoon...

back home...
and doesn't wait for dinner to sleep...

SATURDAY: wake up late, mad with joy because tomorrow is Sunday...

college is uneventful except for two hours of drawing blood to estimate RBCs, WBCs and haemoglobin(Even Dracula would have been jealous of me right then)...

no afternoon classes, so we spend that time in our favourite hang-out near the college, wasting all the money I had saved over the week...

and back to home..

spend time to do whatever I like because tomorrow is Sunday and needn't rush through my work for the morrow...

am not at all tired today, so i sleep very very very late, reading up all my (story)books and all that stuff..

finally asleep...

and YAHOO!!!!!!! SUNDAY!!!!!!!!!!!: no descriptions needed..I do whatever I like...until, when suddenly the clock reminds me that i have a whole load of work to do, and just 3 hours to midnight...I sit down reluctantly and start...

and BOOHOO!! it's MONDAY: wake up late because i spent half my night sitting up...

hey haven't i done Monday already???....

so there you are, a typical week of a typical 2nd BDS student!!!!

WHY I LOVE THE RAINS...

I love the laziness I feel when I wake up in the morning...

I love the warmth my coffee gives when I drink it early in the morning...

I love the way the water drips from my umbrella when i walk in the rain...

I love wading through the water to reach my bus...

I love watching the rain fall as I travel to college...

I love the greyness of the mornings...

I love pattering of the rain...

I love the smell of earth after a first rain..

I love running for cover when the skies open up...

I love the way the cold bites at my feet when i walk barefoot...

I love splashing through the puddles..

I love to share my umbrella with a friend during the heavy rain...

I love the way my vision is blurred when it rains...

I love concentrating on the sound of rain during a boring class...

I love pooling into my money to buy a cup of coffee on my way home from college...

I love diving back under my blanket on a rainy holiday...

I love the way the rains reminds me of things i thought i had forgotten...

All in all, I love the rainy season!!!

A computer customer

(downloaded from net)

Actual dialog of a former WordPerfect Customer Support employee: Ridge Hall computer assistant; may I help you? Yes, well, I'm having trouble with WordPerfect. What sort of trouble? Well, I was just typing along, and all of a sudden the words went away. Went away? They disappeared. Hmm. So what does your screen look like now? Nothing. Nothing? It's blank; it won't accept anything when I type. Are you still in WordPerfect, or did you get out? How do I tell? Can you see the C:\prompt on the screen? What's a sea-prompt? Never mind. Can you move the cursor around on the screen? There isn't any cursor: I told you, it won't accept anything I type. Does your monitor have a power indicator? What's a monitor? It's the thing with the screen on it that looks like a TV. Does it have a little light that tells you when it's on? I don't know. Well, then look on the back of the monitor and find where the power cord goes into it. Can you see that? Yes, I think so. Great! Follow the cord to the plug, and tell me if it's plugged into the wall. Yes, it is. When you were behind the monitor, did you notice that there were two cables plugged into the back of it, not just one? No. Well, there are. I need you to look back there again and find the other cable. Okay, here it is. Follow it for me, and tell me if it's plugged securely in to the back of your computer. I can't reach. Uh huh. Well, can you see if it is? No. Even if you maybe put your knee on something and lean way over? Oh, it's not because I don't have the right angle-it's because it's dark. Dark? Yes-the office light is off, and the only light I have is coming in from the window. Well, turn on the office light then. I can't. No? Why not? Because there's a power outage. A power... A power outage? Aha! Okay, we've got it licked now. Do you still have the boxes and manuals and packing stuff your computer came in? Well, yes, I keep them in the closet. Good! Go get them, and unplug your system and pack it up just like it was when you got it. Then take it back to the store you bought it from. Really? Is it that bad? Yes, I'm afraid it is. Well, all right then, I suppose. What do I tell them? Tell them you're too stupid to own a computer.

A POEM ON THE HIJAB...(not my creation)

They say,
"Oh, poor girl, you’re so beautiful you know
It’s a shame that you cover up your beauty so."
She just smiles and graciously responds reassuringly,
"This beauty that I have is just one simple part of me.
This body that I have, no stranger has the right to see.
These long clothes, this shawl I wear, ensure my modesty.
Faith is more essential than fashion, wouldn’t you agree?"
This hijab,
This mark of piety,
Is an act of faith, a symbol,
For all the world to see
A simple cloth, to protect her dignity
So lift the veil from your heart
to see the heart of purity

They tell her,
"Girl, don’t you know this is the West and you are free?
You don’t need to be oppressed, ashamed of your femininity."
She just shakes her head and she speaks so assuredly,
"See the bill-boards and the magazines that line the check-out isles,
with their phony painted faces and their air-brushed smiles?
Well their sheer clothes and low cut gowns they are really not for me.
You call it freedom, I call it anarchy."
This hijab,
This mark of piety,
Is an act of faith, a symbol,
For all the world to see
A simple cloth, to protect her dignity
So lift the veil from your heart
to see the heart of purity
Lift the veil from your heart
and seek the heart of purity