Q-plore: Its Me

I have realized something that exactly defines me...

"Why" is something I should never try to answer because its too mathematical when I phrase it or its too confusing for other mortals or sometimes it self-contradictory as my friends tell me or sometimes its too weird (even i feel).

like for example-

Why I hate myself so much?

Why is it so unfair for likes of me (smart but ugly, well-cultured but tagged-born)?

Why should someone never come to CMU?

Why do I pursue "IT" with so much determination?

Why her not someone else?

But...

"How" is something I am always good at answering, no matter how much bad is the situation, no matter how low are the chances, I always have solution to "How"... and I almost certainly am always successful in implementing it, I have proven it several times...

How to solve a problem in mathematics and computer science?

How to score in exams?

How to get a job and an internship?

How to get her back, no matter how bad the situation goes?

So I have decided for my life, not to try to answer any of the WHYs as they are not gonna take me anywhere. I am just gonna try to solve the HOWs and be the most successful man you ever know.

God bless elite war elephant and give me strength to be good...

~Quetzalcoatl

परशुराम करी तुकडे वार कोवळ्या हृदयात... चित्पावन वा रुधीर व्यर्थ जीवन एक अपघात...

Q-uest: I laugh in the face of danger and then hide until it goes away...

World, at large, can be classified in two categories of people (whoa! what a statement!) ...

Still here I go...
There are people, who - like it -- want it -- n then -- get it...
and there are others, who - get it -- want it -- n then -- like it...

Clearly the others sound more like LOSERS...
But bingo!.. thats the irony or paradox of life...

You wanna know how! --
People who like it ... want it... fight for it ... sometimes, be unfortunate and DON'T get it...
On the other hand people who get it, NEVER don't like it which makes them the winner...

I hate you all--- the other kind ...

and I hate myself for being of the first kind ... or one of my kinds...
God bless you all...

Q-uintessential tips in Dil-bert ...

This can happen to any computer geek.. Experienced it once..

Take care..
Cheers
~Q

Q-illed

It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done...

I hate you...

Q-ick

This is my personal work and really close to my heart.. for all those who dont like it - "go fuck yourself". I don't write to entertain you all.. But it's my way of saying "Life isn't fair"....

~Q - "Storm Earth and Fire... Heed my call... "

iQlabs

I know everyone of us is quiet happy with our lives, our jobs, knowledge, lifestyle, food, drinks(:P), everything. -n for a change I also admit that I am happy with my life too. Life is beautiful. Though very recently I lost the most beautiful part of it - My love. Love is indulgence( illusion, fake, hypocrisy- call whatever you want), I don't have time for... (;))

But, everyday when I go to sleep, I have this feeling that something is missing, don't you feel so? The force that has driven us to the position that we are at, the feeling of passion that made us a winner, the thirst of knowledge that built a intellect, a technocrat, where is it now?

I learn a lot of things during my work- JAVA and related topics, how to use various software tools, n what not. But, honestly whatever I learn, I imbibe that just because I had to, a forceful choice. I come across a lot of challenges, questions in whole day, some of them are addressed by googling or taking peoples help, but most of them, not required for work, are usually ignored.

iQLabs - I remember second year's those days, when Q came up with the idea of having a public discussion forum in the college. I bought a Rs20-blackboard and couple of chalks, and hung that on my room door where we conducted our sessions. Everyday 6'o clock in evening we had sessions discussing every aspect of science. Suhas's programming session, Siddharth's IC engine, Avdhut's aeroplanes and aerodynamics, Q's graph theory, Abhishek's soldering workshop, Maydeo's EDC fundamentals. I remember everything. It was just the hunger of knowledge that made the lazy bastards come to my room and sit in those sessions that were delivered every damn day. Day by day more people joined till our 3-men room became small to accommodate so many of them. Innovation and Qreativity labs, we called it.

By reading above if you feel you have thirst of knowledge, passion to become a real geek, heart to solve all problems of life (fuck the love related problems, you can't solve them, unless you kill yourself - soon I'll do that), I ask you to come up with some idea to share our knowledge.

N iQlabs will be alive... forever...
(Though Q will die soon...)