The total me

Well the reason y i thought to rite this post is coz i thought dat only a small profile is not sufficient to get to know me .So lets start
I was born on the night of December 31 wat a day as the sunrays of the new year light up all the ppl with new resolutions and they wait anxiously for this day with anticipation here enters the brightest of em all(Lite le).i was rightly named Bhanukiran.
I then moved to Bombay when i was around maybe 1 yr i spent my entire childhood in Bombay and at that time it was the most happening city in India.I loved my stay there.My education started the way it should with the word mother.She used to teach my elder sister and i used to observe all those alphabets words numbers with a lot of interest i enjoyed it more than a horrible kindergarten school in which i was forced to sit and where not a single child could get proper attention(it was more horrible than my 10+2).I studied in a convent school learned a good deal of marathi and hindi also and in this environment i could not learn much of telugu (which i regret the most even till today).At later stages i enjoyed learning sankskrit also the mother of all Indian languages.

As i grew up i started exploring myself and around 4th class maybe i was made a class monitor and was showered many responsiblities like taking attendance ,checking whether all the students had applied oil to their hair or not and checking whether their nails were cut and whether their pencils were sharpened or not.I felt great pride in doing all this but now it might seem humorous to many.Then later in 5th class i was assigned the job of goin in front of the class and reading the chapters from the text this improved my concentration and my reading skills also.I felt as if my mouth just got the wings of words.

Then at a later stage i started singing i owe this to my mother who is an exceptional singer and she had won many trophies during her schooling.Singing is a miraculous medicine it can uplift the mood of any person and can replenish u with power and can provide u with a sense of satisfaction which is indeed priceless.
Apart from academics i used to love writing which i even do till today it acts as a buffer where u can flush all ur feelings and emotions effortlessly.
I am also one of those kind who is very expressive i used to appreciate any kind of beauty starting rite from my mother in a beautiful sari to a beautiful heart where one can feel the warmth of kindness and benevolence.

When i did become a teenager as transistion was inevitable due to the riding tensions and academic pressure few of these qualities got dispersed in me but i definetely feel their presence in me.Whenever i am happy these dormant inner capablities do take up wonderful and unbelievable forms.

The exploration is still on as long as the mind keeps on thinking and we can appreciate any form of art the quest is on and it shall always be fruitful and we shall be rewarded handsomely also. This is quite unlike my previous posts (coz of lack of humour but i guarantee u that the next one will be again as usual the fully faltoo ticking and relieving humour).

New sem -stinking wine in a new bottle

Well the only thing dat we human beings can never stop doin is being enthusiastic abt most of the things so when i enterd the new sem i was highly excited dat finally i can indulge in raggin but looks like our mastermind ppl here at iiit had planned out everything of how to keep us far frm our juniors and it was highly frustrating we were being under scrutiny 24 7 and i have to admit dat these juniors took gud advantage of dis situation and made our entire batch look vulnerable and we were filled with disgust.My hopes of making a possible girlfriend also dashed foget abt a girlfriend i cud not even have a cup of cofee with a gal(pathetic but true)but thr were many other things to look forward i somehow managed to swallow dis sour pill and like always as i had promised to my mom and dad ki main achhe bacche ki tarah din raat mehnat karoonga aur acche number laoonga gazed at my studies with a promising look of hope.

When the classes did start to my amazement i found it highly crowded and very difficult to sleep.If This was not enough as i had lost the habit of sleeping in classes as in hols i got used to a soft bed for sleeping things became very tough added to this was the torture of assignments and also lot of dissatisfaction over my previous failures.This was the best time for me to switch modes is wat i thought and somehow loaded my body with power my neurons with gallactic speed and my cerebrum with extra grey matter in short i started doin YOGA...

As i think if u can calm the mind any battle can be won effortlessly i feel so far it has been worth the try but i cannot come to any kind of conclusions as such.Maybe stinking wine can also taste good if i put some damn gud perfume in it (Creativity Personified).

Harry Potter dead or alive

Well i have to say Rowling just cannot kill Harry coz as the prophecy goes only one has to die and as long as one lives the other cant.Does she mean to say that the most evil wizard was finally truimphant over Harry.This cannot be true because Rowling might have tried hard but she was not able to hide the fact that Albus Dumbeldore lives and it was his plot with Snape to fool Voldemort.As long as he is alive Harry is safe.The only possible way to answer these questions maybe she is trying to relate Harry with the horcruxes maybe that might be the reason that Harry lived on and survived the curse and for the present rumours also as the only way the only way to kill Voldemort is by destroying the horcruxes.Maybe Harry potter wont be the same special person after all this mostly the dark wizard in harry may perish and there may be no such person as 'The person who lived' or 'The person who just sustained a miniscule scar to an unforgivable curse' he might just become normal like his dear friends Ron and Hermione.At present things seem to be very confusing but one has to appreciate her creativity and the way she is taking help of these floating rumours and keeping everyone glued to the edge of their seats awaiting the last installment of this magical adventure

The first day i got bumps

Well let me first tell u all what this term means (for all those few unfamiliar guys) it is royal treatment given by other frnds to a single person by stretching his hands and legs apart in air and hitting ur butt with the boot relentlessly until u cant take it any more.

That day on the night we had an unexpected physics tutorial all of us went with moody faces cursing the tutor and our bad time.The tutorail was something related to gravitation.After 15 minutes of intense classes i from nowhere got deeply interested in the ongoing discussion which was followed by a heavy fight between me the teacher and another student.the rest of the class students taking advantage few of them got near the door and keeping those innocent faces slipped off very cleverly.Other so called obedient and frustrated students were not willing to follow wrong methods.The classtime was over but my debate was still goin on it continued for a long tme accidentally i saw one of the faces of my frnds i just gave a smile to him but he had other things in store for me his face was fuming with anger,that moment i just checked the watch it was already half an hour extension!!.I somehow managed to pacify my fellow opponent in that damn debate and got my ass out of the class

My sixth sense was warning me man ur in big time trouble i somehow managed to reach hostel clearly but the entire group was already present it was all planned those guys who left earlier just caught me and called on all others for the big ceremony.I was finally lifetd in air and given the royal treatment.they left my wounded ass on the ground and went away as they knew that once i get back it will be doomsday for them.But few of my fellow frnds picked me up and guided me towards my room.

i was not able to sleep the whole night on my back man real trouble frm that day i took an oath never to do such foolish things ever

My daily life at IIIT

Well everyday morning i wake up look around blindly to catch my spectacles first then as always with a big smile on my face dream that i will study well today and will get a cg of 9 in this semseter but even before the first step cud materialize i doze off quickly to enjoi few more mins of partial sleep.Eventually i wake up and give a nasty look to my roommate(poor guy he too is a sufferer) as if he were the sole cause of all this happening around.Then quickly somehow manage to reach classroom .There again resides the DEVIL who is totally fed up of me .One day THE DEVIL just checked my notes and was totally shocked as he cud not recognize the book i had in my hand.First few pages had maths in them in the middle there was abnormal termination caused by english literature notes and big runtime error in the last few pages where he did find his subject but jumbled in the most haphazard manner

After spendin few gruelling sessions of partial sleep in the classes i come out to have the most horrible lunch only to help me sustain the other sessions.The only thing i do is think of maybe me in a five star hotel having the most wonderful food in the contry with wonderful maidens helpin me around whenever i need another serving and get the food down my belly

The other part of the day also revolves similarly but yaa then comes the wonderful night time(no wrong conclusions) the time where i just mostly spend with frnds roaming around in campus sometimes night long i share all my plight with my other frnd victims and somehow manage to get some humour through others plight(saddistic) but true then its gud nite.......

wat a day

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Quotes

When you are inspired by a great purpose an extraordinary project,all of your thoughts break their bonds,your mind transcends limitations,your consciousness expands in every direction and you find yourself in a great new wonderful world.Dormant forces faculties and talents become alive and you discover yourself to be a greater person that you ever dreamed yourself to be
This was one of Patanjali's Quotes a very inspiring and a powerful one


Weak minds lead to weak actions.A strong discipined mind which anyone can cultivate through daily practice .Can achieve miracles


There is nothing noble about being superior to some other person True nobility lies in being superior to your former self


Every second you spend thinkin about someone else's dreams you take time away from your own's

God

Well without God entire existence is meaningless but i have always rated my inner god above all possible realms
May the divine force always reside in me

My Poems

This one is my take at The Challenges of Life.
Life when presented by god is a unique opportunity
which all receive but only few utilize it with spontaneity




Life seems to be like a lovely fairytale
filled with the essence of love and bitterness of betrayal




Life seems to be like a bed of roses
but it is actually a mixture of stinging thorns and lovely bushes