Hrishikesh Pallod

6 pm is the time to be alive in Goa. A round orange object drowns into the ocean, coloring the sky magnificently.  There’s this inexplicable thing about sunsets, they take you to some place. Some place where you don’t care about your pending project review or your incomplete assignments or the thought of Johnny Evans defending behind a diamond. Photo Credit: Sagar Navgire   The road trip. Hotel California, Dil Chahta Hai and some Coldplay songs on the loop. And occasionally, the ‘Patli Maggie Noodle’ song. We left Pune at 7 in the morning and had lunch at Kolhapur. We walked into a misal joint. It was over crowded. People inside, especially the women were dressed as if they were running late for a wedding ceremony. But the more interesting part was the bill. The waiter actually forced us to pay 20 bucks less. Amazing place this city is. We reached Goa by around 7 pm. Spent the evening on Candolim beach. This Candolim area is nice and beautiful, li...

There is always a thin line. There are always two sides. Like the thin line between nice funny and getting-slapped-in-the-face funny, or the thin line between i-am-good confidence and i-am-better-than-you confidence, or the most clich éd  - love and hate.  There is a thin line between the usage of some words in Europe and USA.  The difference is so eccentric, countries like India get confused. For instance, the usage of the words "ma'am" and "madam". "Madam" is actually an offensive word to use in some parts of the world.  The other day I was waiting for the signal to turn green. An old man, probably in his mid-sixties, was standing by his bicycle along the left side of the road. A person behind him on a pulsar wanted to take a left turn, but couldn't as the old man was blocking his path. He started honking and he asked him to move ahead. The person was already on the edge, he ignored. The guy on the bike kept on honking. The old man pani...

Three years ago I joined PICT. Still remember those days, as if all that happened last month. Time flies only when you don't want it to. A lot happened in the these three years. Strangers became friends, friends became strangers. But these friends will remain this way for a long long time. Probably now I'm mature enough to decide where a friend should be - Stack or a Priority Queue. First day in college, some one asked me, "Pallod Creations(a saree shop) tumhara hai kya ?" I said NO. He was hoping for some discount may be. People still ask me this. FE was super strict. More like 5th grade. Wish I could use that attendance now in BE. Those subtle OFF OFF chants which became a regular thing in SE, didn't really have a good start. "You want OFF ? I'll give you permanent OFF" was the exact reply, if I remember correctly. It did become a big issue. Scared as shit, we did not try that for some time. I still don't know why I feel this way, but...