What's the difference?

There are two things which i wanted to share..

Firstly,

I am attending italian language course..and obviously there are guys and girls from many parts of the globe...like my friend faisal from pakistan, paschen frm stuttgart, oriana from france, hot-chick from spain, joke(its pronounced like that..i donno xact wordings) from belgium..etc etc.. and then obviously countless chingis for the fill-in..

It so happend that we had overstayed without getting the permit of stay within 8 days..and we had to rush in to the foreign office 3 times..but they said that it was o.k nothing to worry about...
we were standing in the queue (Here too we have to come very early to get things done...) we met this guy from palestine called mohammed.

Me:Hey mohammed. Come stai? (How are you?)

He:Molto bene..(Very Good)

Well thats as far as i can go in italian and finally i had to stick to english for the next talk onwards.. as a matter of fact even he too.. He ahs come here to study medicine.. and just completed his high school..i mean 12th as we call it here..

He:Well, here i am having a tough time with the food..Back in palestine we get lot of varities..
Me: Yeah, me too..Back in india we get ot of varities..

He: Like what?
Me: Like, masal dosa,idly vada,pani puri (i think i went on and on for 5 min)..

He:Yeah even we get lot of items..

Me:Like dates,badam,pistas..etc etc..
He:Whats badam? whats pista?

Me:do u cook or u get from the market..
He: I sometimes cook..

Me:Right now only pizzas and pastas..(pointing to my friend) he doen't eat meat..
He:Oh!! and what about u?

Me:yeah i eat but only a selected ones..i mean chicken legs, chicken wings,chicken breast...but not chicken feet, chicken head and chicken feathers..

He: Oh i see..that means you don't eat beef, and pork..
me:Nailed it.

He:yeah we don't eat pork..but y u don't eat beef..?
Me: ( i had to stat the story from ramayana.. and tell him that you will find more cows walking around the roads that traffic polices)

He:Do you drink?
Me:No.

He: Yeah in quran it is not allowed to drink... Even i don't drink...that means we are same but the difference is COW..
Me: Oh! is it?

He:Do u have girlfriends?
Me:No.

He:Even i don't have girlfrinds...that means we are same... but the difference is COW..

Although i have presented a very vague cross-secion of that guy..he is really funny...

Secondly,

The above picture is of Brian burton and Themas Callaway together called Gnarls Barkley Their first album, St. Elsewhere, was released by Warner Music on April 24, 2006 in the UK and on May 9 in the US by Atlantic/Downtown Records.

"Crazy", their first single was released as a single on April 3, 2006, preceded by its release as digital download and 12" Vinyl record single in March 2006. On 2 April 2006, it became the first ever UK number one single based on download sales alone.

So what i suggest is you guys out there "Beg, Buy,Borrow,Steal or Download"... a must listen song...

i have it 'ON' as i am writing this...

So till then...

Maybe I'm crazy
Maybe you're crazy
Maybe we're crazy
Probably

Yours truly
Gattz

A Brand New day

Blog has turned 2 this month...Happy Birthday.

So i had to wait for four hours in Frankfurt....i was directed to counter number 1C..There was a big line there..probably the boarding had started..then i found out that i had to wait for 4hrs. I went to luftansa counter...there was a big queue...a guy from africa was going to stockholm...and aunty from india was standing in front of that guy.Since the queue was long..the african guy decided that he couldn't stand in the queue..so he left his bag there and asked the aunty to look after it...So aunty was asking me as to where to i was heading?US? i said no....to Italy.Well she was going to US..so she asked all those blah blah and more blahs....there was a lady who had just joined the line...

The started moving slowly..the lady behind me asked about the bag the african had left..i said it was not mine..i think she got a little suspicious about the bag..i told her that the guy is sitting there..its his bag..but she went on with all the crap(Bombs and stuffs) and the ladies in the counter were informed about the bag...i told her that the bag belongs to the guy who was sitting there...the line had stared moving...and the guy came to pick his bag..Oh!these mindless foreingers...

I got my boarding pass....and had to wait for four hrs in the airport. At about...4 in the evening i boarded Luftansa..to bologna,Italy...the only indian on the plane.( the airhostess was good)

5:30pm i called up hotel were a room booked and confirmed the booking. i took a taxi to bologna.
6:00pm My friend was waiting for me...'Welcome to bologna' ...nice place.

Next day we were taken to university Hostel called 'Il Castellaccio'..the incharge of the hostel is from Argentina...and the worst part..is he cannot speak english...we had to manage with sign language...Nice guy..'Nestor'..


The pic shows the two towers of Bologna...


Arrivederchi (Goodbye)

Gatty

The Last Day

Thank You.

So a new canteen has been opened, our block getting renovated. The proudest block to live in because C.V.Raman stayed there. The E block.

Its 8:00am, friday. I got up early today somewhat, my roomie still sleeping. He had night shift. I reach for toothpaste : its empty. Well, whats a roomie for? I take my brush filled with toothpaste and walk towards bathroom. I realize that the bathroom has been under renovation because of the long lasting demands of the students to renovate the 80yr old bathroom..... i begin to wonder.. why does my post always contain a mention of bathroom??? anyways, i move on to the other side of the block.

Its 8:45am,friday.Next stop mess. Well i decided to do something different. I went to Coffee board, where they serve real good Idly Vadas.

Its 10:00am,Friday. i know ,i know for the rest of the day it will remain friday...but still. I am in lab now..National MEMS Design Centre.. recently our dudes have designed a new website for our lab..anyways, we clicked some pictures with our profs and all the lab members.... said goodbye to all of the guys.. Well very few labmates are remaining. Most of them have left either to US or they got good jobs.

12:30 friday, very special lunch for me.. rice, dal fry some more fry and then omlette... Take my place. Search for some familiar faces..

The rest of the day.. spend stuffing up my stuffs in the bag. No more football. No more IISc chicks (as if i had one).. no more sandwiches in faculty club... no more riding in bicycle.No more guys pestering for design problems...

Its 8:30pm Friday, i have completed stuffing almost all the materials. i reach for my back pack. one more paper left to put inside the bag. A copy of the resignation letter.

Its 9:00pm my bus is at 9:30 i figure out that it needs atleast 25min to reach the stop. i hurry up. The person puts all the luggage inside the bus. 8 more hours to reach home. Me see the busstop for the last time... Put the pillow underneath the head, reach the oblivion...

Yourz truly

Gattz