"Science is the poetry of reality" And I'm just a Poet/Scientist in search of Reality! I bug Science! ;)
Sunday, October 30, 2011
School days
When the teacher was pulling my ears
This was connected later to the earth
When I was doing up and down touching my ears
There was an expansion on my anger
And exponential decay of my knowledge
The faster diffusion of C6H12O6
And I was being pulled down by the gravity
His theory said he was trying to change
The electron that I am to proton that we all should be
But I knew I was an element that
Cannot be broken down by any chemicals
Knowledge is everything he said,
His knowledge was gigantic
You bloody fools you knowledge is in billion X micron's
Even electron microscope cannot see
I can't find the latent heat, to change your mind
I know that an object remains at rest or in uniform motion
Unless acted up on by external force
I can't change the damn object that you are
You are disgrace to the law
You'll learn on your way to ontogeny
The physiology of life
The world is a vast sea to live and
You are nothing but mere plankton
That day will come when you metamorphose
Into adult from puparium
He used to talk about some kind of symbiosis crap
And I used to press my phalanges against my pinna
You are nothing but a pathogenic micro organism
For which the antibiotics can never be found
You are a parasite and this world is a host
Your friends are like the rotten potato
That creates a chain reaction
We must pour some alcoholic KOH on you
Also perform dehydrohalogenation
Your brains were made chloroform by god
But you have turned them into phosgene
Your brain is fermented by sacchromyces
The fresh water that you were born is dying
As a pure distillation of C2H5OH
The qualitative and quantitative analysis
On you will result as a major disaster
You deoxyribose sugar must really code you to be a liar
Dear fool child your solubility product must be really higher
Sky
Friday, October 28, 2011
Tough
Shine
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Einstein's Riddles
- In a street there are five houses, painted five different colors.
- In each house lives a person of different nationality.
- These five homeowners each drink a different kind of beverage, smoke different brand of cigar and keep a different pet.
Who owns the fish?
Necessary clues:
1. The British man lives in a red house.
2. The Swedish man keeps dogs as pets.
3. The Danish man drinks tea.
4. The Green house is next to, and on the left of the White house.
5. The owner of the Green house drinks coffee.
6. The person who smokes Pall Mall rears birds.
7. The owner of the Yellow house smokes Dunhill.
8. The man living in the center house drinks milk.
9. The Norwegian lives in the first house.
10. The man who smokes Blends lives next to the one who keeps cats.
11. The man who keeps horses lives next to the man who smokes Dunhill.
12. The man who smokes Blue Master drinks beer.
13. The German smokes Prince.
14. The Norwegian lives next to the blue house.
15. The Blends smoker lives next to the one who drinks water.
Microbiology Practical exam
As usual remember yourself standing outside the laboratory nervous as hell not because you think you’ll get low marks but freaked out because all you know about the subject that you are appearing in is the spelling of the subject and you’re appearing in it. You can imagine yourself to be the red faced guy with a book in hand who’s not exactly reading it! But is turning whatever page the other fellows are talking about. Then you think to yourself; god!! Exam sarye ni hunthyo!! “Sare ta sure padhtheye” all you get is a laugh from those nerds surrounding you who know everything but they don’t; and they strictly do not know anything…that is why the add a paper…15 min after the exam starts… then come the “Khadus miss haru” Timi haru le apron, marker, admit card layeko cha ki chiana? Apron layera admit card haat la liera line basne!! Question paper liney!! Ani start the exam and stop talking. At this point, I know you don’t want that to happen and yet you have to do it…you select one of the question paper and according to Newton’s third law of motion, as soon as you read the question and you throw out your reaction there’s a equal but opposite reaction and the question silently says “You’re fucked” with a smile…
Then you enter the lab!! Without a single idea of how are you going to do those things that are on the question paper?? There are something that you’ve never seen in you life before!! And just as you thought you could sneak in some cheats and books….the khadus teacher comes to you and takes away you cheat and at this moment its equal to you underwear!! Now you are figuratively naked…you take your seat!! Then you see a nerd sitting behind you and you ask him/her “timi lai aaucha” he says “kei aaudaina yar, thie pani hamro set nai alag alag cha” then you are fucked x 2 times… you start to curse your self for not opening the damn book for last 1 mths!! That you have and you curse your self for all those time wasting!!!! Chay pasal ma gareko hawa guff!! “aja ta ghar gaera sure padhchu ko guff” and everything you’ve done…at the time you cant do anything… then…you are compelled to talk with a “Girl” I repeat a girl!! That you have never talked to, in fact never seen in the college…and asks her!! “oe timi le 2 no. garyo!! And only if the luck wants you to get fucked more than x 3 will the girl say “no” but if 2 is your threshold!! Then!! Finally its your day!! And guess what!! You just attempted all the question and while you were keeping the test tubes proudly in the incubator…she’s still writing and you think to yourself???? What the hell is she writing? Just like I’m thinking now!! What the hell am I writing?