

HI!m here again...this time wid some misearble and mysterious,facts and incidents of my life.Do u understand human misunderstanding. The basic of logic is the syllogism, consisting of a major and a minor premise and a conclusion --thus:
_Major Premise_: Sixty men can do a piece of work sixty times as quickly as one man.
_Minor Premise_: One man can dig a posthole in sixty seconds; therefore --
_Conclusion_: Sixty men can dig a posthole in one second. This may be called the syllogism arithmetical, in which, by combining logic and mathematics, we obtain a double certainty and are twice blessed...Ha..
Nobody can misunderstand a boy like his own mother. Mothers at present can bring children into the world, but this performance is apt to mark the end of their capacities. They can't even attend to the elementary animal requirements of their offspring. It is quite surprising how many children survive in spite of their mothers.
Now let me quote one incident dat led me down to realise dat u shoudnt expect much...One day I found a rare old childhood friend,whom i used to remember alone in my thoughts.We had some chats and everthing was goin fine.One day a senior of mine saw me accessing orkut and chatting with her,he spontaneously asked me about her.As that time was our ragging period,i refused to tell him anything,being concious about her identity(as seniors try to send lewd scraps to other orkut friends in order to compell us to delete our account...I simply dont know why they do this?)..well!he asked my password but i even denied that,as a result he swept me off from that system on which i was logged in at that time.feeling incapacitated I gave him my orkut password.(Perhaps that was d biggest mistake of my life till date..)..He smilingly allowed me to logout n warned me not to change my password.well!everything was okay for the next two months.In dec I hardly had any conversation wid her(my friend)..den in dis coming year she mailed me accusing me of sending awful mails.When I checked my gmail acount i even got that sent mail which i didnt noticed earlier(i dont even read my iit-mails)..I felt ashamed n disgusted.I even explained her the reason and situation but my english was never gewd n she refused to talk anymore.....well !really a sad ending..isnt it??
One important reason why i accept so many testimonials is to try convincing people to know me bettr.Perhaps writing an "About me:" is what u think about urself.But i think people around u can erstwhile notice such things which u cannot discover your whole life...I even mailed her on her birthday but perhaps she didnt noticed...why shuould she??(i dont have an answer to this.)
But the point is tht I have always been a woman respector.Being born in a royal n respected family atleast this is something for sure!..Quondam i do argue wid woman(like my mom or my sis) but i cannot even shout at them,even if they are wrong..phew!i cannot remind all that again.merely this is frustrating but now I m used to it.Perhaps its written on my face dat i can do worlds most horrid and nasty things in just a blink(perhaps deleting my pics from orkut will help one day).Perchance this is the reason why i hv very few friends.And they mean a lot to me(meanwhile!I congratulate Mukul n Abhinav to compete AFMC successfully...gud work boyz..!!)..I have suffered from being misunderstood, but I would have suffered a hell of a lot more if I had been understood.
Shallow understanding from people of good will is more frustrating than absolute misunderstanding from people of ill will...In the strange heat all litigation brings to bear on things, the very process of litigation fosters the most profound misunderstandings in the world...
But still i dont blame them...i have no right..but now i am preserved n calm dan before,more focused and committed(thanks to Deep...I Love Her!).least expecting..n concentrated.I wish wherever she goes success n happiness follow her ...In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some, you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And then there are some you wish you never had to think about again. But you do.... :)
