<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415768331115661867</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:06:35.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Symby Rockers !!!!</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is a special dedication for all of those who love the fellowship of the Rockers of Symbiosis... All comments and valuable opinions are most welcome so as to make this blog even more BEAUtiful and meaningful.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415768331115661867/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>K Joy Jimson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10300779350908824994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWhkYI0wbVU/Sd3W7y3iZaI/AAAAAAAAAcg/askBRxamH2Q/S220/1ca2e55.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415768331115661867.post-3771141695462745496</id><published>2009-02-08T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T03:22:14.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My guitar in the college days:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In my college days (2002-2005)... an electric guitar would have been the most priceless gift I could ever expect from anyone cos we had formed a rock band and twas the first official band of Symbiosis Computer faculty. Though we could indeed grow and master oursleves to come up to some national level, we performed at our best levels in various places in Pune for competitions and Inter Coll-Fests. Those days were too BEAUtiful with the whole bunch of people from our class and other batches jumping up and down like chimps (kiddin) on the canteen tables and chairs, holding guitars and singing (literally screaming). Most of the requests were for the numbers like "Hotel California", "Summer of 69" and other best of Bryan Adams and some rock n rolls of Cliff Richard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About the Band Members:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "lead guitarist" of our band, Avishek is a Nepali national and now in US pursuing his Masters in Info. Sys, the "vocalist", Satish aka Jammy from Jamshedpur, is now in Bhuvaneshwar, Orissa busy with his Masters in Computers from Kalinga University. My good old friend and "Rythem-Strummer" Sean a localite, is still in Pune working with HSBC.... lucky guy. Uday aka UD again a localite doing his part on the keyboards is now in Pune, working with this company called "Tietoenator" as a .Net Developer. And Rixon the drummer, the cousin of Avishek... theres no news from him. And myself Jimson, basically a Kerelate, having spent more than 15 yrs of my life here and Pune being my true home, I was on the "Strumming+Base+vocal support". Now I'm in Mumbai getting used to its hectic lifestyle, working as a Network Engg with "Infomark Technologies"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Though the tastes have changed by now, its long time since we've performed together. I'm now into gospel and country music. But then we are hoping for the best, for a reunion-concert in the days ahead. Anyways, a home coming for a break, I think is a must.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415768331115661867-3771141695462745496?l=symbyrockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/feeds/3771141695462745496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/2009/02/where-are-we-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415768331115661867/posts/default/3771141695462745496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415768331115661867/posts/default/3771141695462745496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/2009/02/where-are-we-now.html' title=''/><author><name>K Joy Jimson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10300779350908824994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWhkYI0wbVU/Sd3W7y3iZaI/AAAAAAAAAcg/askBRxamH2Q/S220/1ca2e55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415768331115661867.post-4323404935023469884</id><published>2008-02-26T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T09:29:18.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Just a Moment !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The lyrics of the song played in the background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Theme from "St. Elmo's Fire" - (For Just A Moment)&lt;br /&gt;David Foster&lt;br /&gt;Written by David W. Foster and John Stephen Parr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed...&lt;br /&gt;untill we had to cry,&lt;br /&gt;and we loved,&lt;br /&gt;right down to our last goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;We were the best;&lt;br /&gt;I think we'll ever be.&lt;br /&gt;Just you and me...&lt;br /&gt;For just a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chased,&lt;br /&gt;that dream we never found.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;we let one another down.&lt;br /&gt;But the love we made,&lt;br /&gt;made everything alright.&lt;br /&gt;We shone so bright...&lt;br /&gt;For just a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time goes on...&lt;br /&gt;People touch and then they're gone.&lt;br /&gt;And you and I,&lt;br /&gt;will never love again,&lt;br /&gt;like we did then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, when we both reminisce...&lt;br /&gt;we'll both say...&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't too much we missed.&lt;br /&gt;And through the tears,&lt;br /&gt;we'll smile when we recall,&lt;br /&gt;we had it all,&lt;br /&gt;For just a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time goes on...&lt;br /&gt;People touch and then they're gone.&lt;br /&gt;But you and I,&lt;br /&gt;will never really end.&lt;br /&gt;We'll never love again,&lt;br /&gt;like we did then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed until we had to cry...&lt;br /&gt;And we loved right down to our last goodbye......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415768331115661867-4323404935023469884?l=symbyrockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/feeds/4323404935023469884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/2008/02/for-just-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415768331115661867/posts/default/4323404935023469884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415768331115661867/posts/default/4323404935023469884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/2008/02/for-just-moment.html' title='For Just a Moment !!!!'/><author><name>K Joy Jimson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10300779350908824994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWhkYI0wbVU/Sd3W7y3iZaI/AAAAAAAAAcg/askBRxamH2Q/S220/1ca2e55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415768331115661867.post-5848647626092602214</id><published>2007-08-14T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T01:26:56.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Louis Armstrong song</title><content type='html'>This is a wonderful Song I came across; A Louis Armstrong song &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     F         Am    Bb         Am&lt;br /&gt;I see trees of green, red roses too&lt;br /&gt;Gm7        F     A7         Dm&lt;br /&gt;I see them bloom, for me and you,                 &lt;br /&gt;      Db              Gm7/C    C7        F  / F+ / Bbmaj7 / C7 /&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself, What a  wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see skies of blue and clouds of white,&lt;br /&gt;The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night,&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself, what a wonderful world (F / Bb / / / F /)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    C7                        F&lt;br /&gt;The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky&lt;br /&gt;    C7                   F&lt;br /&gt;Are also on the faces of people goin' by&lt;br /&gt;      Dm              C              Dm         C&lt;br /&gt;I see friends shaking hands, saying, "How do you do?"&lt;br /&gt;Dm             F#dim7   Gm7  F#dim7  Gm7     C7&lt;br /&gt;They're really saying,  "I   love    you."   I hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(back to verse chords)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babies cry, I watch them grow&lt;br /&gt;They'll learn much more than I'll ever know,&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself what a wonderful world(F / Am7b5 / )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D7       Gm7             Gm7/C   C7b9      F    Bb6  F&lt;br /&gt;   Yes I think to myself, what a wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VQk2LtK680w&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it for yourself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415768331115661867-5848647626092602214?l=symbyrockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/feeds/5848647626092602214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/2007/08/louis-armstrong-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415768331115661867/posts/default/5848647626092602214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415768331115661867/posts/default/5848647626092602214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/2007/08/louis-armstrong-song.html' title='Louis Armstrong song'/><author><name>K Joy Jimson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10300779350908824994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWhkYI0wbVU/Sd3W7y3iZaI/AAAAAAAAAcg/askBRxamH2Q/S220/1ca2e55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415768331115661867.post-1408523755513008071</id><published>2007-07-24T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T21:04:51.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ek bar Phir...... Just one more time......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"......... bas ek bar wapas lautne ka man karta hai ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......... Aaj har wo baat yaad aati hai ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......... kuch buri batein jo ab acchi lagti hain ........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......... kuch batein jo kal ki hi batein lagti hain ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......... abki baar class attend karne ka man karta hai ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......... Dopahar ki class mein aakhen band karne ka man karta hai ........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......... hostel ke chat ki wo raat yaad aati hai ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......... exam ke time pe wo hasi mazak bahut pyari lagti hai ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......... tab ki bekar lagne wali photo's chehre pe hasi laati hai ........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........Ek aisi subah uthne ka man karta hai........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........ bas ek bar wapas lautne ka man karta hai........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......... bas ek bar aur ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......... wapas lautne ka man karta hai........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415768331115661867-1408523755513008071?l=symbyrockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/feeds/1408523755513008071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/2007/07/ek-bar-phir-just-one-more-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415768331115661867/posts/default/1408523755513008071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415768331115661867/posts/default/1408523755513008071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/2007/07/ek-bar-phir-just-one-more-time.html' title='Ek bar Phir...... Just one more time......'/><author><name>K Joy Jimson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10300779350908824994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWhkYI0wbVU/Sd3W7y3iZaI/AAAAAAAAAcg/askBRxamH2Q/S220/1ca2e55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415768331115661867.post-8257930306439636002</id><published>2007-07-24T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T21:06:49.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dialogues that cant be forgotten !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:6;"  &gt;.......Reminds us of those College  days.... years of non-stop masti... day afterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new,monospace;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. On being Late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Jamy, Kab chalu hua?"&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Attendance ho gaya kya??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kal raat der tak gappe marte rahe yaar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Mein kya karu, Pushpi bathroom mein ghusa hua tha" &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aab nind nahi khuli to mein kya karu......... bolna ....... kal kya padaya tha sir ne"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kal se pakka class karunga"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ek page de na.......... abe pen bhi to de......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Sumit bhai, kal proxy mara tha kya"&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yaar iss class ke liye koi subah kaise aa sakta hai........"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;"shhh.. mat bata Shweta ka proxy kisne mara hai "&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new,monospace;font-size:130%;"  &gt;2. During the lecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yesss!!!!   Sir.......The answer is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......huuuummmmm.......aaaaaaaa&lt;wbr&gt;............"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No sir.....I know the answer ......sir...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saala apne aapko Newton samajta hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Abe lecture ko chod..... Arpita kya lag rahi hai aaj........"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;div&gt;"Uske bagal mein nahi baith sakta tha.......gadha......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;"mera assignment  tere paas hai??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kya bore ho raha hai. Bola tha cigarette pene chalte hain ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heads, we go canteen , Tails, we go canteen now!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Boss class khatam hote hi chai chahiye......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Oye Jim. Guitar leke canteen mein aa crowd wait kar rahi hai...."&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new,monospace;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;u&gt;3. Lab &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Expt. 2 likha??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Idhar Karna kya hai??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeh bhai.....mereko aata to tere pass kyon aata........"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Areee tu to bura maan gaya .......data dikha na........."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new,monospace;font-size:130%;"  &gt;4. Unit Test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Unit test???? ......Aree yaar...... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kya...... abe unit test mein itna topic hai to annual mein kya hoga...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"O Bhai Ritesh..... hogaya......aur nahi ho sakta........jaan nahi de sakta......."&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh !!! Itna syllabus cover ho gaya ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aaj kounsa test hai?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Oye Somali kahan hai......uska roll number mere baad hai.......wo nahi aayi to mein pakka fail...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;"Thoda setting karna baba.. exam ka sawal hai.... pass-fail ka sawal hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After test......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yaar pada tha....recall nahi kar paya.......chhod na .......abhi to hum Canteen chalega..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new,monospace;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new,monospace;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;5. For attendance (less attendance isliye attendance badane ke liye bahane)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was in the class, lecturer mark karna bhool gaya "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oye usko thoda khus kar list se tera naam hata dega........"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Bola tha proxy regularly maar....... Saale tera class karne ka kya faida hua....."&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new,monospace;font-size:130%;"  &gt;6. Late submission of assignments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maineukko bola thaa ki copy karke mera assgnment bhi saath mein submit kar dena"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Last date extend hua thaa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't know the last date"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ab mein kya karu wo mereko bole bina hi submit kar diya......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They should allow XEROX........"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new,monospace;font-size:130%;"  &gt;7 . After exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeh bhi syllabus mein thaa kya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Achha !!! ye aise hota hai kya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Oye Shilpa, ye subject ka reference book kounsa hai"&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; "Arrr Gothi bhai, ek reference card dena.."&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"1st mein 3 marks.....2nd mein 0.......3rd mein 2....... Gaya ..........fail pakka......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Yaar notice lagte hi faad dena........wo kya soochegi mera marks dekh ke......"  &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new,monospace;font-size:130%;"  &gt;8 . VIVA (b4 exam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Submission ab tak hua nahi hai , VIVA kya ghanta doonga"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Aeee......Prabhu.....terese kya poocha......." &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"External ke ghar mein bacche nahi hai kya......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Dekh bhai!! external bhi aadmi hai. Usko pata hai students ka ab tak preparation nahi hua hai" &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new,monospace;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;9 . VIVA (General)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dekh , tu jo bhi padhega , woh (external) tereko woh nahi poochhnewaala, then watz the point"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Roll no. 1 aur 2 ka watt laga diya hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"External is asking BermudaTriangle ka Magnetic force kitna hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ye kounse  unit mein aata hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new,monospace;font-size:130%;"  &gt;10 . Submission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ye bhi chhapna hai kya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Iska bhi print-out lena hai kya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jai ho computer baba ki......jai ho Ctrl C - Ctrl V  ki......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tujhe Sir ka sign aata hai kya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new,monospace;font-size:130%;"  &gt;11 . A convo:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ye tune kya likha hai????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(The best one)--&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jo word samajh mein aa raha hai woh likh, jo nahi samajh mein aa raha hai uska drawing nikal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Phir bhi, kuch to idea hoga??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Maine uska likha hai, mera assignment check ho gaya , tu bhi wohi kar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Koi hint........"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Arrr baba ghaseet de........na tu samjega na wo........"  &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new,monospace;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;12. Exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jo (mujhe)   aata hai, woh (paper mein)aata nahi hai; jo nahi aata hai woh aata hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ye question 2 saal se nahi poochha hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ye last time hi poochha thaa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tere paas is ke notes hai??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"woh chapter... mark weightage 6 marks... (facial ex-pressions speaks the story)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Oye Jim, nahi samjha to rat le"&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"External ka aane ka pura scene hai....... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Iss paper mein roll number ka kya order hai........"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pichle paper mein to kuch to aata tha.......issmein to anda aata hai......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ek aur din ka gap de dete to kya 3rd World War ho jata tha kya........"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415768331115661867-8257930306439636002?l=symbyrockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8257930306439636002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/2007/07/dialogues-that-cant-be-forgotten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415768331115661867/posts/default/8257930306439636002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415768331115661867/posts/default/8257930306439636002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/2007/07/dialogues-that-cant-be-forgotten.html' title='Dialogues that cant be forgotten !!!!!'/><author><name>K Joy Jimson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10300779350908824994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWhkYI0wbVU/Sd3W7y3iZaI/AAAAAAAAAcg/askBRxamH2Q/S220/1ca2e55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415768331115661867.post-3488772488427728553</id><published>2007-07-24T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T05:18:34.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing the Coll..Dayzzzzz !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Missing the Coll..Dayzzzzz !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh degree bhi lelo ye naukari bhi lelo,&lt;br /&gt;Bhale Chheen lo mujhse USA ka Visa...........:0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magar mujhko lauta do college ka canteen,vo chaay ka paani vo teeKha&lt;br /&gt;samosaa..........:0)&lt;br /&gt;kadi dhoop mein apne ghar se nikalnaa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vo project ki Khatir shahar bhar bhataknaa,&lt;br /&gt;vo lecture mein doston ki proxy lagaanaa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vo sir ko chidhanaa ,vo aeroplane udaanaa,&lt;br /&gt;vo submission ki raton ko jagnaa jagaanaa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vo orals ki kahani vo practical ka Kissaa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bimaari ka reason de ke time badhanaa,&lt;br /&gt;vo doosron ke assignments ko apnaa banaanaa,&lt;br /&gt;vo seminar ke din pairon ka chhatpatanaa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vo workshop mein din raat pasinaa bahanaa,&lt;br /&gt;vo exam ke din ka bechain maahaul,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;par vo maa ka vishvas - Teachar ka Bharosaa....:0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vo pedon ke neeche gappe ladanaa,&lt;br /&gt;vo raaton mein drawing sheets banaanaa,&lt;br /&gt;vo exams ke akhari din theatre mein jaanaa,&lt;br /&gt;vo bhole se freshers ko hamesha sataanaa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without any reason common off pe jaanaa,&lt;br /&gt;test ke waqt table mein kitabon ko rakhnaa,&lt;br /&gt;isi tarah teachers ko dena Jhansaa........:0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college ki sabse purani nishaanee,&lt;br /&gt;vo chaaywala jise saare kehte the... jaani,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vo jaani ke hathon ki 'cutting' chaay meethee,&lt;br /&gt;vo chupkese journal mein bheji hui chitthi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vo padh tehi chiththi uska bhadakna,&lt;br /&gt;vo chehre ki laali vo aankhon ka Gussaa....:0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college ki wo saari lambisi raatein,&lt;br /&gt;vo doston se canteen mein pyaari si baatein,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vo gathering ke din ka ladnaa Jhagadnaa,&lt;br /&gt;vo ladkiyon ka yuhin hamesha akadnaa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bhulaaye nahin bhool sakta hai koi,&lt;br /&gt;vo college, vo batein, vo shararatein vo javani...:0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaash hum phir dohra sakte kahani......&lt;br /&gt;vo kagaz ki kashti vo barish ka pani...:0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415768331115661867-3488772488427728553?l=symbyrockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/feeds/3488772488427728553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/2007/07/missing-colldayzzzzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415768331115661867/posts/default/3488772488427728553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415768331115661867/posts/default/3488772488427728553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/2007/07/missing-colldayzzzzz.html' title='Missing the Coll..Dayzzzzz !!!!!'/><author><name>K Joy Jimson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10300779350908824994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWhkYI0wbVU/Sd3W7y3iZaI/AAAAAAAAAcg/askBRxamH2Q/S220/1ca2e55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415768331115661867.post-448088368942235056</id><published>2007-06-27T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T09:45:37.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgic Memories..... !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its highly nostalgic to describe the beginning way back in the year 2002...... I still remember the first day of college, and the remarkable English lecture of Ms. Anju. The intro-session, smiles, giggles, chuckles, and real BIG laughters in the classroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The time when we always had a reason or two to smile, the time when we all got to know each other; it was all just BEAUtiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us loved music and that was how we all got to know each other even better. Jamy, myself and Sean often sang together and played guitar almost everywhere in the campus; class-rooms, canteen, staircases, corridors, parking lots and of course not to mention even in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'wash-rooms'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; he he he..... later on,  Avishek got introduced and he turned out to be a rock-specialist  and our mentor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We often practiced together at his room. I still remember how almost twice or thrice in a week we always rocked up the entire canteen and how our seniors danced with us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guys.... those were the best days; and infact they are.... for them who are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SymBytes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheeeeers !!!!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415768331115661867-448088368942235056?l=symbyrockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/feeds/448088368942235056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/2007/06/nostalgic-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415768331115661867/posts/default/448088368942235056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415768331115661867/posts/default/448088368942235056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://symbyrockers.blogspot.com/2007/06/nostalgic-memories.html' title='Nostalgic Memories..... !!!!'/><author><name>K Joy Jimson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10300779350908824994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWhkYI0wbVU/Sd3W7y3iZaI/AAAAAAAAAcg/askBRxamH2Q/S220/1ca2e55.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
