Aaahhhh !! the relief !! The week has just ended after a lot of hustle and bustle and the weekend has arrived again for which i wait like anything.This daily hectic routine life which includes more of travelling,wandering ,gossiping with friends and less of study(for i which i pretend to go to college) takes away the toll out of me and also keeps me away from sharing my experiences with you guys.Though i know m not a celebrity or any famous personality whose routine life or any incident would interest you guys to such an extent that u would be willing to read everything that i post,but i write only to share all my life happening as generally friends do.

There must be some mental technology that works effectively for sleep inducement. Do let me know if it exists, for I was desperately looking for one early this morning in order to extend my stay on the pillow and under the duvet.This makes me so much sleep deprived that the lines that i hear everyday in THE DELHI METRO(like agla station rajiv chowk hai,darwaze bain aur khulenge,kripya savdhani se utaren)acts as "LORII" (sleep song)for me which makes me sleep then and there itself...

Metro reminds me of the rush and hurry that i go through every morning that makes me so tired at end of the day. I would describe catching a metro train as an adrenalin flow, one that acts like a shot of glucose intra venously, which as it enters the desired areas inside the system warms and drugs it into sublimation.

I was amazed to see BIGB in promos of "PAA". He looks simply awesome in his character "AURO" The kid that suffers from progeria, a debilitating disease where the child ages rapidly beyond his age.Kids affected by this problem lose all their hair, become bald and their veins begin to show prominently on their heads, which enlarge to a size beyond normal. Their teeth and eyes suffer also and hence the special teeth as dentals are worn by him.I am leaving this video for you guys to enjoy seeing which "BRAD PITT CLAIMED AMITABH BACHACHAN TO BE HIS LONG LOST SON".. I know this seems to be a little funny to you guys,to believe me read this article

http://www.fakingnews.com/2009/11/brad-pitt-claims-amitabh-bachchan-as-his-long-lost-son/

My toes are frozen. And before my fingers do similar, I must depart. Perhaps tomorrow now with you. Till then ... Gutten Nacht !!

INTRODUCTORY POST

When the heart takes over the mind. When a rush of emotion penetrates the being. When a warmth pervades the flush on our skin. When dew shaped invisible capsules begin to swell under the eyes. When the hair tingles upon the arms and wrists. When words fail to form. Then can we safely say that we have been overtaken by emotion.

I generally find myself away from all these encumbrances,but today as i prepare myself to write a blog for the first time in my life i cant help myself from being embraced by these feelings.

To start with i would first introduce myself to those who are genuinely interested...i m kshitij sikka a student pursuing b.tech from delhi college of engineering living in noida almost since my birth.Those who think what can a student's blog have to keep its reader's curious ,i want to tell them most fascinating and exciting incidents that can be gossiped about happen at this time of a person's life.

I had a fun time in school where i went to relax,enjoy , chat with my friends and also study at times.I m quite a serious person at times who gets tensed about any minor thing.

Iam also a great fan of all sort of sports best being cricket which i enjoy watching and playing 24x7.i am so enthusiastic about this sport that i cry when india loses and celebrate at times when they are victorious.

Now i think that u guys must have got bored after reading such boring thing about a boring guy.

I request u guys not to make any impression about me after reading this post...i might be somewhat different ...if you wanna explore me more please keep visiting this blog of mine ..

With not a moments’ breathing space, I find myself exhausted and hungry and wanting my pillow.

I will return and in the morrow….