I THINK IAM IN L………….. 

                                        Part –I

It’s a normal boring day in college. I was slowly descending stairs. Then I heard someone giggle, when I turned my head there was a glowing face with nice smile. We exchanged a glance. Then I walked passed her and turned back to see her again. To my shock she was my classmate from school.  That day I don’t know why it was pretty joyful beside my low performance in exam. I felt very light thinking of her. Her presence in front of my eyes made me forget all the things that were bothering me at that time. I couldn’t wait to see her again… 

            The very next day I waited for her to come and planned exactly to meet her on the stairs. That’s the only place I can talk to her alone. I said hi to her. She just smiled. I was very surprised to see you here. She said “girls can’t go to college or what?”  I mean U & ME in same college. She said “this was near to my home so I opted for this college”. I asked how you like this college so far. She nodded her head in both ways.  

   I asked so how were your studies going. She said don’t ask about studies we were doing that for f#%king 14 hours in a day. From that day on wards we used to greet each other at the same spot. Then we couldn’t find each other to talk for few days.

           After few days I got an announcement that I got a call from home. I was a bit surprised my parents won’t call me anytime. I used to call them. When I said hello I heard a sweet voice from the other side. I was silenced for some time I don’t know how to react. She said what you were thinking. I was shocked but it was good to hear from you. I missed you a lot. We spent lot of days talking to each other in the evenings through phone.

I couldn’t concentrate on my studies she was in my mind I couldn’t get her out of my mind. Whole college days were gone like the same way.

        I used to talk to her from my home when I went for holidays. Due to this my mother came to know that I was interested in some girl. My mother asked me what her name etc. My mother thought I was deeply in love with her.

          I have feelings for her what my mother thought was right.  When I was about to propose her…………………….

WANNA TRY..................

I was solving my tutorial for exams. I got pissed with the first question then second.......and got psyched.
then i read all the exam portion once again while watching  ICC world cup highlights.
Then ...I was able to solve this question. Can any one dare to solve this............ 




Consider the periodic signal associated with the figure shown below. What is the sampling frequency needed to reconstruct the signal without distortion? What are your assumptions ?

ALUMNI DAY

      

            Sometimes life gives you wonderful gifts. When we think about our era we can pick up some events which were gifted. My school years were bookmarked for me as the beautiful days of my life. Without any doubt I had a blast in those days. 

    

                                   December 5^th 2010.............

                      The day on which I can meet my friends in my school its                            ALUMNI DAY.

When I got up time was ticking past 7:30. I got on bus and reached Hanuman junction in 30 min. Three of my friends Srikanth, Raviteja and Hemanth were thulping breakfast in a hotel near bus stand. When I saw them there was some happiness which was good to feel but hard to describe. When they offered me breakfast it remembered the old days of us sharing each other’s eatables after parents’ day. I and srikanth took auto from there to sitharampuram. That was a small village near to our school. There was no change at all just some greenery diminished. From there our school was 3km far away and isolated from the outside world.   We waited for some of my friends to arrive and thought of going all together to school. After some time we went school.

         Our school has changed artificially but the essence wasn’t changed. Our school ground looks small now but, in school days when I was attending P.E.T in the foggy morning the track seems to be a endless marathon. The beautiful rose garden in front of school remembered the painful Sunday mornings on which we have to clean whole school like our own house by plucking weeds and unwanted grass.

                We went and sat in the assembly ground there was some speeches and advices going on and our teachers called us to say something to our juniors  our friends did it with ease and even got applause from the teachers. It remembered the fun days in which we practiced to say pledge and thought of the day in morning assemblies. 

               Then we went to mess to fill our grown bellies. I couldn’t remember the taste of our mess but I remembered us fighting for chapattis and three or more members eating in one plate. Mean while my friends were thulping off the varieties. (Especially jawahar...).        We had chit chat about us after mess for some time and decided to visit hostels.

       When we entered our hostel rooms it reminded the socks ball cricket and storeroom Table Tennis. We came out and sat down in handball court I heard (Balakrishna batanilu, chiranjeevi chagodilu .........). I wondered how long that old man sells eatables under sun  felt bad. Then we took Guavas from the same guy who has been  selling fruits from those days. Then we decided to go to school block once again and leave.

     

  We had so much fun and took some nice snaps of us..........

  Most happy thing was when I heard most of my friends were placed...

      I am Thankful to all my friends who made it a wonderful memory in my life......

My First

                                           My FIRST ……….

When I entered classroom I saw so many like me sad, laughing and annoying others with drowsy faces. My Miss showed me a seat. I went and sat. I don’t know what to do. So I was waiting for my Miss to say something. First sentence from her mouth was “children keep silent and put finger on your mouth”.

Some of them cared what she said some of them not and continued talking and quarreling with the others. She showed a cane and there was pin drop silence. She asked us” tell your names one by one”.

Some were saying it proudly and some with shy. When it came to me I said nothing I don’t know why I did that. Miss came to me and held me with two hands and said “do not fear they are your  friends tell your name”. But nothing came out of my mouth. She stood up and asked the girl next to me to say her name. She said “POOJITHA”.

Miss turned to me and said “see how she said”. Now tell your name. I said it low voice as “sudhir”.

She patted me and went to board.  From there she asked poojitha to tell what she said yesterday.

I wondered that this girl is too intelligent that’s why Miss is pointing her too much. She stood up and said alphabets “A, B, C, D, E…………………..”

She gave notes in which she scribbled alphabets.  I slowly started taking down them and she asked are you hungry. I said “no”.

She took a sweet from her lunch box and started eating. When I saw that sweet I felt hungry and a set of chemical reactions started in my mouth. I asked her can I have a sweet. she showed the empty box. Then she gave a half of sweet which she was eating. From that moment she became a best friend of mine.

We used to exchange lunch boxes, chocolates and play together in school. My home is nearer to school compared to her we used to play at my home and watch cartoons. Because of us our two families became closer.

I got first in the first exam.  She was sad because she only explained things to me about exam.

When I saw her progress there is just 5 marks difference in art. I said I can teach you art. I don’t know what I taught her or what she learnt we used to play with colors and make my house floor dirty.

 One day she was absent to school. I felt whole day boring because she was the only friend I have.

Next day I saw her in a white angel like dress and a chocolate box in her hand.  Miss asked all of us to sing happy birthday song. I can’t forget her smile that day. She gave chocolates to all and sat beside me.

I asked why she was absent yesterday. She said “I went to buy dress with my family. My parents arranged a dinner come quickly we will play”.

                        I went running to my home after school and did a quick bath myself and clothed myself quickly (those were done by my mom usually).   I asked my mother to give me 100 bucks to buy a gift to poojitha. She said we already bought a gift. I said that’s your gift I have to give something. My mother said “Give our gift by yourself”. I refused and cried she couldn’t bare me and gave 50 bucks to me at last.

My mother sent my cousin with me to buy something for me with the money I have. We went to a fancy gift shop. I pointed my finger to a watercolor box. My cousin made it gift wrapped and gave it to me. My cousin dropped me at her home.

That was the most unforgettable memory of mine. She sliced a cake and gave first two pieces to her parents and third slice was mine. Whole party I was flying high with her not caring anyone. She opened my gift and said I like this and kissed me.

I spent whole year of happiness with her and at the year ending there was an annual day. My Miss asked us to perform something on stage on that day.

We both danced on our annual day. That day was unforgettable. My mother said that day that they were leaving Vijayawada because her father had a transfer to north. I went and asked poojitha she said yes. I don’t know why I cried. With my intense shouts of cry she started crying. But my parents and their parents were laughing. Hearing them laugh made me cry more……………………………………….. :(

  I cried for two days and stayed at their home for two days until they left Vijayawada………….

                    Whenever I saw the pic of our annual day function with me and poojitha dancing I feel ……………………………………………. 

ARSENAL- BARCELONA as it happened

                                          

                                         Arsenal- Barcelona as it happened…

Arsenal seems pretty confident even though 90,000 fans were booing them at the start.  After a lot of suspense and discussions about Van persie I was glad to see him in the starting lineup.  They know that it will be hard nutshell to break Barca’s defense and irritating high possession and defending dreadful attacking forwards Villa and Messi.     

             Wenger thought of defensive play for the first half and they managed it properly   even though they were pondering attacks throughout the game. Djourou played his part to his best.

But in the early minutes there was an injury which might have been a worse thing that their goalie was injured. Alumina entered to take the blows from Barca. But they have resisted Barca successfully for the first 45 minutes. An extra time for 4 min this was the bad time for arsenal fans.

                                                                                                                                                                       There comes the culprit, Fabre if he wanted to go to Barca go and have his g*@y partners but don’t destroy Arsenal's dream. His foolish back heel in front of D line which gave a moment of magic for Messi three minutes in to stoppage time.

Arsenal thought of comeback in the second half like their home game and started attacking moves better than first half.  And they got a bit lucky and found back of net by Sergio’s header. 

After that goal arsenal was trying to intensify the attack and the wonder youngster Wilshere making space for a goal there was a strong tackle by Inesta a bit of quarrel. And Abidal went for van persie’s neck and there is no card for him just a discussion.

But their advantage of away goal was shattered in few moments later by a joke red card by the referee.  Which was complete childish. Being a Manchester united fan I expected a good and exciting football game. Even though everyone predicted Barca will win but not like this…

         From there Barca used their advantage of 10 men and knifed Arsenal’s defense so many times but only found  goals by xavi and Messi’s penalty...   

At the END....

                                Arsenal is waiting to take another trophy draught blow from

              Manchester united……….

  

Guys remember this............

                    

           Guys remember this u may experience it the other day……….. 

         A girl has a close male friend. This means that he is probably interested in her, which is why he hangs around so much. She sees him strictly as a friend. This always starts out with, you're a great guy, but I don't like you in that way. This is roughly the equivalent for the guy of going to a job interview and the company saying, you have a great resume, you have all the qualifications we are looking for, but we're not going to hire you. We will, however, use your resume as the basis for comparison for all other applicants. But, we're going to hire somebody who is far less qualified and is probably an alcoholic. And if he doesn't work out, we'll hire somebody else, but still not you. In fact, we will never hire you. But we will call you from time to time to complain about the person that we hired.

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LOST LOVE..................

LOST LOVE......... 

Bye. I'll miss you," was what I said when she was getting on train.  For the next five minutes, I watched my best friend ever since kindergarten   leaving.
Twelve hours later, I got my first phone call from her since she's been in Hyderabad.
"How do you like it so far?" I asked.
"I don't. It's away from all of you guys," she replied.

Well I hope that I don't lose you as a friend. Promise me that, it doesn't change our friendship," I told her.
"I promise," as she agreed.
We talked a while longer talking about our past.
For the next month, she kept her promise calling me every day. But one day I called her and she sounded busy. There was loud music playing in the background, and girls laughing.
"Where are you?" I asked.
"I'm at a party," she said as she laughed.
"You have friends?" I said.
"Yeah I do. Can I call you after the party?" she asked. She hung up the phone before I had the chance to say anything. I threw my phone on my bed and I followed it. In no time, I fell asleep.
A bad dream woke me up. I looked at the clock and it was 2:22 AM. I checked my phone to see if she called since I'm a very heavy sleeper. No missed call, no text message. It was 4:22 AM over there. I know she would call me because she said so. I waited… and fell asleep

I woke up that morning pretty late. I wasn't feeling good so I slept in. When I did wake up, I called her to check up on her.  Her side of the line was dead silence.
"Sorry I didn't call back after the party," was the first thing she said when she answered.
"It's okay," I started. "When did you get home anyways?"
"Around one," she replied.
I just nodded but it wasn't like she could see me. she knew me well enough though. she should know I wouldn't say anything.
"But I'm kind of sleeping right now. Can I call you when I wake up?" she said nicely.
I really didn't want to hang up. I wanted to talk to her and learn about her new friends and the party last night. I just hung up on her when I heard silence.
An hour passed and no phone call. The whole day, no phone call.
Before I went to sleep that night, I wanted to call her but I changed my mind. I did my chores instead.
That whole week, I had work. I had no time to myself. she even called once but I didn't feel like answering. I managed to do it all in that week, and it was finally the weekend. I laid in bed staring at the ceiling. I decided to call her. One ring, then two, then three-after that, I knew that she wouldn't answer so I hung up on the fifth ring. I called again just in case it didn't go through. Again, she didn't answer. I just went to sleep.

My heart jumped as I heard my phone ringing. I looked at the name and it was her name. I answered it expecting it to be her but it was her uncle instead.,  "

     Her family got into an accident, she didn't make it."
I broke down and he hung up.

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                 Two days later I went to the funeral…… I got up and went to the coffin. I looked in and her face was so pale. Her lips were blue and her beautiful face covered with cuts and bruises.  I am unable to stop the tears rolling down my face.

The funeral was over and they carried the coffin away. Before they closed it, I noticed something around her neck. It was the necklace made out of paperclips I gave to her in kindergarten………………….