tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30041393742468274222024-03-19T11:35:54.144-07:00Pixel's RealmMy name is Dhruv i am 19 years of age when i am starting this blog. technically i am 19, but if u ask my friends they would tell u i am 12 and if u ask people who i have just met they would tell u i am 29. so it depends who u are asking. neways i started this just so that i can share my crappy brain with u guys out there.pixelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06131881834870307095noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004139374246827422.post-65121492692950278152009-10-06T21:05:00.000-07:002009-10-06T21:20:53.287-07:00pixelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06131881834870307095noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004139374246827422.post-66467924811668721002009-10-06T21:03:00.000-07:002009-10-06T21:10:38.693-07:00pixelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06131881834870307095noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004139374246827422.post-59730942077767368042009-07-24T10:38:00.000-07:002009-07-24T23:00:47.844-07:00Trrringggg..... Trrriiiinnnggggg.....<br /><br />"The clock is ringing... Are you getting up... I will kick your ass..."<br /><br />Tip.. top.. tip... top... tip... tap... tap... tap... Tap... Tap... TAP...TAP... TAP... TAP...<br /><br />"Get up... Its time.... Get up..."<br /><br />SLAP... SPLASH....<br /><br />Huh... what was that... <span style="font-style: italic;">a sharp pain</span>.. did a vampire bite me... no I am safe here..<span style="font-style: italic;">.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Wetness</span>... is this blood.... no.. no...<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span>" get up, you self conceited toad. This is not your feather filled bed, where you can lay till the moon turns red."<br /><br />Hmm... where am I... who is this dwarf? I am sure this is the toxin, from that vampire bastard who bit me, acting. I need to get up and catch him before...<br /><br />Slap... Slap... Slap... Slap... Slap...<br /><br />Hunh. hunh...<br />What the hell is happening.<br />Light... Small creature in front of me...<br />Hey you, dwarf who are you and where is the vampire who just bit me??<br /><br />"Get up, you loser!! You have been sleeping for two whole hours. Its your time to take guard."<br /><br />What, ohhh... yes I am up...<br />I must have been dreaming. Where is the water skin... here it is...<br /><br />Splash... Spalsh... ... ... Gulp... Gulp...<br /><br />Ahh, finally some water... I was so thirsty. The dwarf has gone to sleep, leaving me up to take guard.<br />Hope nothing happens...<br /><br />Booom... hack. hack hack... boom... boom... BLAST!!!<br /><br />What is this...Shit... I must take cover... Where is that dwarf....<br />Get up dwarf... take cover....<br /><br />Blast... BLAST....<br />:Silence:<br /><br />Good I found the invisibility shield just in time.<br />What was that. WHOA... a seven feet monster, man, look at his torso... what is this THING...<br /><br />Hushed voice:"Vampire, I have seen one of these things before."<br /><br />I dont care what you have seen, I need to get out of here.<br /><br />:Hitting a button:<br />ZZAAAPPP!!!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span>pixelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06131881834870307095noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004139374246827422.post-86970093741078517702009-07-11T11:40:00.000-07:002009-07-11T12:03:38.157-07:00Its been a while since i entered this realm.<br />This place where i write stuff and u read stuff, and at best i convey some part of what i wanted to.<br /><br />Well firstly PS 2, started and i didnt get any results in my summer inter project. But still it was a good experience and i learnt a lot. I at least know what to do get results, just need to know how now...<br />There are 4 more people here from Goa, a decent lot, i hope it stays the same.<br />Today I have planned to write about drama. Not the drama as in the one u see in plays, and the one that Shakespeare so loved to talk about, but the life drama. The drama that we see in everyday life, and the drama that keeps going. What fun will it be if everyone was all nice and nothing ever went wrong. We will get bored... right. Well i am talking from personal experience, i feel drama relieved and drama less for so long. I think it is drama that is still the connecting link that keeps us humans together. If it was not for the gift we would have been just like some people who chat on the internet and make the other person know what u want them to. There are no eyes or facial expressions allowed there, which make up for most of the conversation that people have. If it was not for them we wud have never been able to figure out what was in her heart, or what those lustful eyes were looking for. And it because of the lack of these periscope mirrors that drama is dying out. I have personally chatted with so many people, made them feel so many things about myself that my real persona wud not have presented. Also this blog is doing the same, due to some reasons known and unknown i am not able to tell u what i am really feeling, and i dont think i really care about it either.<br />Care is another form of drama that is hard to see, it is a lead on to drama actually. Drama of love and drama of untrust and drama of i dont give a damn.<br />I know i am writing very puzzling thoughts, but i am myself so puzzled that i see it this way...<br /><br />So keep dreaming about drama coz it is our life force...<br />Chao...pixelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06131881834870307095noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004139374246827422.post-28734838451886561592009-04-21T11:51:00.000-07:002009-04-21T12:03:09.075-07:00Time <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">nahi</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">hai</span>, ya <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">phir</span> time <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">hai</span> par time <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">nahi</span> hone <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">ka</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">bahana</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">hai</span>... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">jo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">bhi</span> ho blog <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">likhne</span> ya testimonials <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">ke</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">liye</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">kabhi</span> time <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">nahi</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">hota</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">hai</span>...<br />Its been a long time since i added something here... and i am sure u all missed me when i was gone..<br />:P<br />I will just use this space and put my head out here like i used to initially. So please spare me if my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">English</span> sucks...<br /><br />Life has pretty much changed gears and shown me accelerations and decelerations in the past few months... <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">accelerations</span> when i was full of excitement for getting selected in the summer fellowship, or when i did well in some test.. also decelerations when i fell sick before my tests...<br />So to tell u my life has kind of revolved around petty matters in the past few months and have not given me some real time to think.<br />Still i have tried my best to do so, and have realised some pretty interesting things about myself, that i will not share here but i can tell u if u ask. :P<br />And well my little analysing, planning and contemplating brain has been doing its job.<br />I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">dont</span> think i can tell u what i have thought. so take lite but u can ask me if u want to know that.<br />So here i have finally ended up writing a secret blog... so u can ask me what u want....<br /><br /><br />This was a shitty entry please <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">dont</span> be judgementalpixelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06131881834870307095noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004139374246827422.post-58279939147758809582009-03-14T13:48:00.000-07:002009-03-14T13:50:33.007-07:00My first drawing in years...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ4DrMlRzKgk130fX58PZ3-ijZL2JY5A5HvcGLUDP3bixRg_-krmmCOLNHAKhVvJdRq7DPawo3poAlMXvP2KPRuZHWiB3UZuDQKND9DdpBZo8M9pupYxRcCSb49VECdgvXzJ2axF4qvMb2/s1600-h/100_4215.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ4DrMlRzKgk130fX58PZ3-ijZL2JY5A5HvcGLUDP3bixRg_-krmmCOLNHAKhVvJdRq7DPawo3poAlMXvP2KPRuZHWiB3UZuDQKND9DdpBZo8M9pupYxRcCSb49VECdgvXzJ2axF4qvMb2/s320/100_4215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313148423716847906" border="0" /></a>its been a long time since i tried drawing. so here is something... it is not very good... but this was my first time... i will get better... :)pixelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06131881834870307095noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004139374246827422.post-40878477117968467372009-02-09T09:11:00.000-08:002009-02-09T09:17:51.633-08:00The Flavours of Quark<em>Three quarks for Muster Mark!<br />Sure he has not got much of a bark<br />And sure any he has it's all beside the mark.—James Joyce, Finnegans Wake</em><br /><br />Well, whatever Mr. James had to say about the quarks of Mark is of little or no consequence to the Quark of BITS Pilani Goa Campus. The Quark of BITS is surely barking a lot and is leaving more than a mark on the techfest map of India. Quark 09 or Quark 'o nine, as we love to call it, started of with a big bang like all great things do.<br /><br />The breathtaking performance by Pandit Hari Prasad Chaurasia had more impact on the swelled-up brains of the engineering geeks, than any amount of Novocain could. The great flutist created, a mirage of an oasis of serenity in the midst of the bustling BITSian life.<br /> <br />Then came the inauguration ceremony by the the formal ex president Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam( I say formal as even after retiring from the post, he still scintillates the hearts of the youth the way no other president ever has!!!). This inauguration saw more security in and around BITS than we ever had and most probably ever will for at least some years to come. With his words he made us realize, that he was at heart he is still the boy that gets intrigued every time he sees a bird flying and wishes to soar in the limitless skies of and reach beyond the clouds and during his speech tried to put the same craving for excellence that he possesses, in our hearts. This inauguration ceremony left the students in a state that they had never really experienced and one that i would like to refer as "Inspired beyond all inspiration".<br /><br />The day passed with events and workshops which went on with a zeal and vigor the kind that can only be seen in the Olympics, i am exaggerating but still one gets the idea. The first day ended with a spectacle in the auditorium that one would rarely get to see, yes i am talking about the dancing robot. Achyut 2, a humanoid robot, made by students of our very own sister campus was presented, and what a performance it was. <em>Arrey bhai aisa laga jaise sakshat Asimov hamare samne naach raha ho</em>. This was followed by the famous play by Gulzar " Kharaashein" performed by the Drama Club. The play depicted the post independence era, and the actors put up a stage that even Shakespeer would have applauded to.<br /><br />Day two was just as eventful as the first day and as the participants moved to the second round of most of the events one could see the tension grow. The second night was aurora, and how aptly it was named. It was a magnificent display of light. Starting out with a performance by the fire jugglers, one moved to an awfully great performance by the mime club. This was followed by an excellent performance by the dance club where they used the UV light to the greatest advantage and created an atmosphere where the dancers danced to the claps of the audience rather than the music. Finally, what everyone had been waiting for, The Carnival of Divine Imagination an Australian light and color performance group. They were brilliant and the brilliance could just be seen in the reflection from the teeth of the audience as they goggled open-mouthed. Aurora finally ended with a thundering ovation from the mere two thousand plus audience present in the auditorium.<br /><br />Today, the last day of quark will surely bring its own surprises. The music night in the open air of Goa will surely be something to look forward to. I hope i see u there....!!!pixelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06131881834870307095noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004139374246827422.post-27245515059733769192009-01-25T11:31:00.000-08:002009-01-27T10:20:55.002-08:00the night everything changed...The is an excerpt from a diary i found in the house of the mourned(sounds cliched but is true)<br /><br />294/96<br /><br />.... it is 12 in the night and i am sitting here on this bench, under the full moon waiting for Revolto. It has been 3 nights since the incident took place, i don't say it was anyone's fault but only if he had been a bit more carefree we would not have been in this soup now. We had told him that it was not the way, and people were always watching, but who are we to tell a vampire what to do, we are just mere goblins who merely watch over their silver as they go out and murder those trechearous beasts. Just then the hair at the back of my head turned grey, it was nothing out of the ordinary and pretty much of an involuntary response to the change in temprature. It was not the grey hair that bothered me but the slight change in temprature that could have been due to a warm breeze of air, but then my hair would have turned white. The present colour just showed that i was in the prescence of another being. Suddenly the whole place was filled with bright white light and it passed just as it had come, silently. Thankfully it was not one of those beasts, just another of those fairys showing off. Bloody idiots in times like these they had nothing better to do, they should go home and sit near the silver pools ready to dive in. The thing that i would have been doing only if it was not for the wretched fools that i had to serve. Then there was a loud crash and the wind was knocked out of me, but it was just revolto, the moron had teleported right into me, and he thought it was funny. It was wierd that Revolto was working on our side, and it scared the ribs out of me. He was the only warewolf in the past fifteen centuries who had turned rogue, and killed his team and then come to the vampires for help. Since then he had been put in the lower ranks with us goblins to protect their silver, but in times like these we were all called to the front and when battle was imminent it was our duty to serve the masters. Revolto was more of an encumbrance than help. As we got ready to leave, he said to me,"Its started do u think u wanna go through with this". I just shook my head and we walked on into the darkness with a last look at that bench, and all the beings that sat watching it...<br /><br /><br />..to be continued..pixelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06131881834870307095noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004139374246827422.post-52988458008651682302008-07-27T11:56:00.000-07:002008-07-27T11:57:04.918-07:00a poem i liked....<span style="color: rgb(96, 96, 96);">When we talk<br />The words are like well-worn paths<br />on the grasslands of ideas<br />And if you or I should suddenly run across<br />the lush grasses that no feet have worn a path in,<br />The other would be sure to follow.<br /><br />When we talk<br />Ever so often, I find myself floating in air, as I do in my dreams<br />And looking down at the world and me<br />Except, sooner or later, I feel a pinch at my elbow<br />And turn mid-air to see you next to me<br />Smiling and asking, "Time to return to terra firma?"<br />And I say, "I'd like to hang around a little while more."<br />And you say, "I'll fly with you."<br /><br />When we talk<br />Your smiles and your sighs<br />whisper your secrets to me,<br />that your words hide from me<br />And what you say about the movie you last saw<br />tells me what you are fearing the most.<br />When we talk, I can even hear you listening to me</span>pixelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06131881834870307095noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004139374246827422.post-59255282590582593332008-07-26T12:11:00.001-07:002008-07-26T12:12:47.503-07:00Path of LIFE(needs revision)well enough of talk about these idiots, i wouldnt wanna waste nemore time on them. let me talk a lil about a thought i had today. man is always running after money, happiness, material possessions. if u ask neone on the street what he is doing he will tell u something, but if u draw a chain it will always lead to happiness. in this pursuit of happyness man has somewhere along the way forgotten somethings. one of them being himself. i am not saying that man should be selfish but what i mean is that man should take care of himself. he should be more bothered about his body and his health. people need to realise that giving time to themselves is not a time waste but the best possible way to utilise it. people need to exercise more, they need to take care of themsleves, try to look good, not good for the world but themselves. if they do these things they will look good for the world and themselves too. and if u think u dont have time forusrself, then u better rethink what u are doing and choose a lighter path for urself, cos a path with no time forurself leads to nowhere. cos when u sit down 20 years down the line with a disease like diabeties or coronary attacks, then there will be no other path left but to swallow a hundred pills a day.pixelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06131881834870307095noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004139374246827422.post-66104395448580672992008-07-26T10:56:00.000-07:002008-07-26T11:00:12.437-07:00Terror in indiai feel disgusted writing this blog entry, just today i was listening to the news and suddenly boom, all the new channels caught up with the news of the Ahmadabad blasts. today on the 26 of july 2008 there were 16 blasts in Ahmadabad, which was just a follow on to the blasts in Bangalore day before. these acts of terrorism bring in me surges of FEAR, CONFUSION, PANIC and ANGER. the reactions that they aim at. over that the media acts as the spokesperson to these terrorists making them national news. i am not saying that what the press does is wrong, all i call out to is that please don't make it such a hew and cry out of it. Terrorists is a name given to retards if u ask me, they are people who have the lowest levels of self control and even lower levels of something called as human will. what they do are not acts of bravery in the name of their religion but, cowardice hiding behind the curtains of religion. i will not say that religion is to blame but the people who preach these religions in a way that leads people to such stupidity. people tell me that Islam preaches that a person not following islaam is a Kafir and needs to be killed, i have not read the kuran and cat give testimony if this statement is true but if this is true then i pity the people who believe in it, cos the day a human being brings him down to the level where he can believe utter nonsense like this, i think is the day he should jump in a pond of shit and kill himself.pixelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06131881834870307095noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004139374246827422.post-81338911242552822602008-07-09T22:13:00.001-07:002008-08-11T13:09:06.816-07:00Hey<br />hi everyone this is my second post on my new blog.....<br />well actually if u look technically it is my second post but practically it is the first one cos the last one was just not a post and i dont know what else i can call it...<br /><br /><br />Well let me see what am i going to talk about.<br />i have been doing my Practice School 1 ie is a kind of a summer internship at Indian Institute of Toxicology Research, Lucknow. today it is 10 of july and only 5 more days of the internship to go. here life has taught me a lot of things that i wasnt expecting to learn, one of them being that time is just another dimension and we can waste it as much as we want. this is something that i think is a conception that all of us indians(at least most of the indians have) and is a majour reason why india took so long to get where it is. i will give a very basic example, here is have been doing nothing for the past one and a half month, but if u ask my instructors they will surely tell u that the work done was just about right for the amount of time spent here. if u ask me i will tell u i could have done all this in less than a week. also now when the internship comes to an end there is not even any pseudo work left to do, they wont allow me to leave. the people pay more attention to formalities than the actual work present. it is something like a lab course where people usually learn nothing except how to manage to copy their reports in some 20 mins before the submission time. u all might be thinking that i am writing a very negative post on my first time itself but, i was not always like this and i am not always like this. i remember times when i used to laugh at things so small that if i tell u now u wont understand. well that was all in the past and in the future but not in the present. right now all i do is sit here reading about hamachi servers so that i can tell an idiot that it is possible to access an intranet using the internet. but that is the way he is. then we have a girl who is working in the same lab as myself and well what should i say she belongs to the category of people who i dont talk to cos they dont listen all they do is talk and never listen, and even if they listen it seems like they are in great pain when listening to u so u dont wanna talk nemore.maybe i feel this way cos our personalities dont match. then there is this girl who works in the same lab as the guy and with him, she is a nice and sweet girl who i sometimes think is just a bit too sweet for the world and doesnt know what is happening around her, i would just hope that she never comes to face the realities the hard way. there is another girl in the lab who doesnt work with the guy, she is also sweet at least that is what i think and she listens too but she does get pissed on small things a lot of times and keeps grudges forever. then there is another girl in a different campus altogether but dont know much about her so wont say. u might be thinking that i am judging people and writing just the negative things about them and who am i to say all this. well so i am going to give a description of myself too. i am not very normal as nobody else is either cos normal is a word that people use to refer to others who are just like themselves cos if tehy are not like themselves then they are usually abnormal as one always rates oneself as normal, so nobody is normal cos everybody is different. i have this problem of trying really hard to do a pschoanalysis of people around me, so that i talk to them as cases and not as people. but if u fall into the right case that i can call case 'a' if u like the letter 'a', so now i have a few friends who do lie in case 'a' and i do talk to them. but if by mistake of the one above or by ur own u do decide to lie in some damn other case i would not generally talk to u and even if i did all that would come out of my mouth is words and nothing else. they would be words that are the same as the words in the dictionary that just lie there doing nothing making no difference to u or the world whatsoever. so i am not asking u to lie in case 'a' but all i ask is that if u do lie in case 'a' then please do talk to me.<br /><br />i know i just poured out a lot of garbage that lot of people wouldn't have even understood and just mmarked as crap in their heads or browsers if it is possible. but u see this is my first and i dont expect a lot out of myself and neither should u.pixelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06131881834870307095noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004139374246827422.post-8566531306422942992008-07-07T23:46:00.000-07:002008-07-07T23:49:25.662-07:00The FirstHi everyone this is Dhruv aka Pixel as i like to call myself. Well this is my first entry in the world of blogging. i had a blog before this but that was stupid and i never updated it neways. this i hope will not be the same.pixelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06131881834870307095noreply@blogger.com0