ನಮ್ಮ ಕವಿ Ghoshti

He! He!... I, no rather we never thought we can be a poet... one of my friends sent us a poem which was dedicated to his friend. Without knowing his dedication to his friend, I replied back questioning him about the girl in his poem in a poetic way. I am the first to break the ice by replying and others started replying in a poetic way as though everyone had got their ducks in a row. I am just thinking will one become poet when he writes about unknowns!, like we wrote today without knowing anything about that girl. Anyway we are just happy that we tried something new in our monotonous life and about our creativity on time. Here it goes…

ಒಂದೇ ನೆನಪು

ನೆನಪಿನ ಬುತ್ತಿ ಬಿಚ್ಛಿದರೆ ಕಾಡುವುದು ಒಂದೇ ನೆನಪು.
ಕಣ್ಣು ಮುಚ್ಚಿದರೆ ಕಾಣುವುದು ಒಂದೇ ನಗು.
ಕಿವಿ ಮುಚ್ಚಿ ಕುಳಿತರೆ ಕೇಳುವುದು ಒಂದೇ ಮಾತು.

ಬಡಿತದಲು ಕೇಳುತಿದೆ ನಿನ್ನ ಹೆಸರು ಚಿನ್ನ.
ಭಾವನೆಯ ಹೇಳುವುದರಲಿ ಬಿಟ್ಟು ಹೋದೆ ಏಕೆ ನನ್ನ......
ಪ್ರತಿ ಕ್ಷಣವೂ ಮನ ಕೇಳುತಿದೆ ಈಗೇಲ್ಲಿ ಇರುವಳು ವಂದನ....
ಈಗೇನು ಮಾಡುತಿಹಳು ವಂದನ......

---- ಅನೂಪ್

eega nanage onde prashne mudutide...

eega nanage onde prashne mudutide...

uttarisu nanage nisankochadinda geleya

yaar e vandana? yaar e vandana?....

--Me (Harsha)


Kelalende horate naanu ide prashneyanna…

Kaduthihudu ee UAT bug nanna…

Nanna ee chiru viraamada samayadalle keluthihenu ninna…

Helu yaar ee vandana? …yaa ee vandan?

--Vadiraj


KANMUCHCHIDAROO VANDANA KAANNBITTARU VANDANA

HRUDAYADA BADITADALU VANDANA MAATINA OOTADALOO VANDANA

YAARE NINNA VANDANA BICHCHU EE BHANDANA

--Nitin


Nanage eega kelasavilla, enu illa bandana….

Kelalu ready naa ninna vedana…

Sari yaaru helu ee vandana?..yaaru ee vandana…

--Harish


heluvenu kelu geleya, heluvenu kelu

vandana maadiddallu nanna geleyana geleyanige vandane...

maadiddallu nanna geleyana geleyanige koneya vandane...

baredidda nanna geleya, geleyana vandanaligoskara vandanaarpane...

geleyanigoskara shabdada akara koduva vandanaarpane....

--Me (Harsha)


Ninna ee kavitheyanu odi kelikondenu nanne…

Vandana madirabahudu gelayana gelayanige vandane…

Aadare ninna kavitheyali kaledu hodenu nanna naane…

Vandaneyo? Vandanano? Ondu kaane?

--Vadiraj


Naa balle ninna vedana..gelaya ninna vedana…

Ondu varsha taalu, maneyalli hudukuvaru ninaagaagi huttida hosa vandana…

Maduve aagi chennagi baalu ninna jeevana…

Hosa vandana maresuvalu… ninna ee vandana….

Kshanika kano ee vedana….

--Harish


Mechhide geleya ninna, kelidakke nanna vedane

Ninna geletanadalli marevenu nanna vandanala vedane

aagali geleya kaayuvenu nanna hosa vandanagoskara

kaayuvenu manada baagila teredu

sigadiddare ondu varsha ada mele hosa vandana

koduve taane ninna vandana nanage?

--Me (Harsha)


Naa balle mulla ninna talamala

Annuvaru ninage thoo mulla

Hodiyuvaru ninga kalla

Bittubidu nee ee vandana

Illadiddare aaguvi nee karagruha bhandana

--Nitin ('mulla' referred above is my nick name, why so explanation later:))

Your poems are welcome too....

A Reminiscence

I think this picture says it all; yes that’s how we wrote internals but exams we wrote sincerely. It used to be more fun during internals than normal classes. If someone writes internal without copying he/she is God/Goddess for us. I remember the tactics we used to copy, ha! It’s just amazing. Being Engineer today I don’t think we get such ideas. Common idea is to have micro Xerox or pre-written blue books or pre-written long sheets attached to blue book. OK I just like to paste here some of the copy memories.

To copy we had found a different and safer idea i.e. copying using calculator or scale or desk. No! No! If u thinks we used to copy using calculator memory, then you are a Software engineer. We used to write in pencil on calculator or on scale or on desk surfaces, which can be seen only in the shades of light and no body can notice it. I still remember how we used to take care of calculators like a child while commuting to college. Sometimes when we run out of space we used to use extra calculators and if we run out of space on desks, we used to use gal's desk's to write. Hmm! gals are not exceptional, they used to copy directly using textbooks.

Always we used to sit in zigzag manner. Which helps us to pass the copy info from first bench to last bench. The intelligent (intelligent = one who is having chit) one used to sit on first bench followed by others in zigzag manner. We used to have deal with our friends who prepared well for the internals. We were sent to other classes to write internals, so some of my friends instead of moving to that class they used to escape to hostel. They used to write there and return the blue book at the end. I feel this as height of copying. Another height of writing internal is E&C branch boy writing mechanical engineering internal. Ya as part of ragging, I wrote internal for my senior.

This reminds me my deal of copying with Kulda in one of the internal. He had the chit, so I went with him to lab to write internal. At first I thought he is having familiarization in copying, but while sitting beside him I came to know that he is impaired in copying. He trembled to copy, with anger I horripilate seeing his situation. I started objurgating him. Later he passed out the chit to me and I failed to copy the chit. Realizing that I gave a hangdog expression and he started teasing me. Finally we finagled in copying. We decide to hand over the book; but he was incertitude about our written answers from chit. I was not ready to take chance, so I moved to another class. Luckily no one was there to monitor that class, so I got involved in re-scribbling answer keeping another friend's book. After completion I started moving to hand over the book. Oops! I saw my lecture standing near the door watching me. I gave a guilty look, my behavior miffed him and his face turned red with rage. For my fortune he only scratched the part of the answer I copied. I bunked the class when he distributed our blue book. I went to his cabin with guilty to get my book and he smiled and handover my book. I opened and saw 24/25 woo! I exulted seeing the marks. He told "You wrote correct answer then why u wanted to copy again the answer?” I acted saying "No sir actually I knew the answer but I was not confident so...” He continued, "OK be confident next time". I thought "Ya I should know at least what I am copying".

Most of the time we used to pan out in our idea. Some times we used to get caught. Once lecturer took one of the gal’s blue book and he waved that book in the air. The chits in the book fell like autumn leaves. The other time lecturer questioned, “Shall I valuate book or this?” by holding blue book in one hand and chit in another hand, because the boy had left the chit in the blue book after copying.
Once he caught a boy who was holding the chit below his shirt collar and that boy was trying to win over him by saying “I swear sir this chit doesn’t match any of the questions here…” Most of our lecturers knew about our copying, but still they used to behave as unknown. Hmm! I just like to thank all our lecturers who allowed us to copy:) and to all my friends who created these memories. Oh! not to forget thanking my friend who provided me this photo from his database
I hope my fres in pic take this as part of fun, after all no body is squeaky clean.

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From: mamatha
Sent: Tuesday, November 04, 2008 1:45 PM
To: 'Harsha M P'
Subject: RE: A Reminiscence


good one............used so many phrases appropriately and so many words which I don't know but I gathered meaning by reading the sentence...........
but I could not see the picture.

From: Harish C
Sent: Tuesday, November 04, 2008 1:57 PM
To: Harish C
Subject: FW: A Reminiscence

Kulda andre yaar bagge hetha idiyappa

From: Pavan Nagaraj Dixit
Sent: Tuesday, November 04, 2008 2:08 PM
To: harish.c@patni.com; Harsha M P; Nitin.Kulkarni; VadirajP.Kadur; Halageri, Milind Indiresh; Girish
Subject: RE: A Reminiscence

Neena innyaru……….modlu Santyannu kulda antana karitidvi avnidru irbahudu

Mast bardile MULLA……………I liked this statement very much “Once lecturer took one of the gal’s blue book and he waved that book in the air. The chits in the book fell like autumn leaves.”

What a simile !!!

FWD: FYI

It was usual Friday night and I was prepared to execute my dreams on weekend. I have decided not to give up this time. When I came to bus stop, I could see less people than usual days. I called my friend to discuss about our new business plan. As I was engaged in the call, I could see same old faces gathering at the bus stop slowly. Seeing me engaged in the call, a guy approached me. “Excuse me sir, please don’t speak in the phone here...” he said. As I observed him, he was looking tired and bit worried. He wanted to convey something to me but he was finding difficulty on how to start. I just ignored him and I continued with my call. “Kannada barutha?” he continued. I thought let me listen, he might be in trouble. I nodded in reply to his question.

He said “Sir I lost my mobile here i.e where you are standing”. I thought “Oh! Its same old mobile lost story”. I guessed that he might want me to call his number. I told my friend that I will call him later and I disconnected the call. He took deep breath and started his story. “Sir I was walking here slowly i.e. where you are standing”. I thought why he is always repeating that sentence? Is he warning me or is he playing some prank to steal my mobile. I just held my mobile tight :) listening to him.

He continued, “Sir two fellows came in bike, they asked me direction to Forum and I told them that it’s in Kormangala and I also showed them the way. One of the guys on the bike was talking in the phone regarding address. The guy on the bike tried to write some address on his hand using the pen and he found that pen was not working. The guy on the bike told me to write the address and contact number in my mobile. I stored the address and contact number. The guy on the bike called that number from his mobile and he found that number is not reachable. Then he asked my mobile to confirm the number. I gave my mobile. Then suddenly they rode away with my mobile!”

I startled “What a prank they played to steal the mobile”. I asked him “You didn’t follow them?” He said, “I took other person help to follow him, but the vehicle petrol came to end near Domlur. It was dark so I couldn’t able to see bike number also!” Hmm I felt sorry about his situation. I just told him to give police compliant, so if they caught somebody while doing this prank, he MAY get his mobile back. He requested, “Sir please tell your friends also. Let them also aware of these kinds of pranks” and left the place. Many times when we lose something, we feel guilty about our carelessness than that valuable thing. OK friends I just did my job of informing U. Stay ALERT:)

A Non fiction

8 Sep 08, 9.30pm.

"Yeh lets go" he said to his colleague. "Its always same:(, if i get involved with this mutex, threads. It just kills my time. OK enough for the day let me leave" he said to himself after seeing his watch. They both started walking on the MG road. Its raining now and then. He remembered that he has forgotten his umbrella in native and he don't have jerkin now. His colleague came with him in the assumption that he is having umbrella:). They both fastened towards Trinity circle bus stop. On the way he is thinking about his 4 dreams and how to move further. He just played "Rock On" songs on his Walkman with little volume high and involved in his dream world.

Involving in his dream world he reached Trinity circle signal. He thanked God as he not met any prostitutes on the way, its there time now. He laughs at himself by remembering an incident which happened some time back. While he was walking on the MG Road, he looked at prostitute and quickly she called him saying "coming coming". After listening to her, he ran towards signal like never before on that day. Now it started raining bit faster. His colleague cell started ringing, he know his colleague wont receive that call. She has already given 50 missed call from evening. His colleague used to answer earlier, now his colleague keeps mobile in single ring mode:)

Suddenly his eyes catched a sleepy face girl standing near him with umbrella. He felt like sharing her umbrella in that rain. Leaving his intention of sharing umbrella with her, he followed his colleague and crossed the road. He is overjoyed listening to the music and thinking about his dreams. He wished he could dance in the rain if somebody taps with him. Today he is not in hurry to reach his room. He is standing in bus stop watching the people near him and waiting crowd to come down. Everybody looked urgent and he started observing the incidents happening there.

After long time a Tata Sumo came, most of them rushed into it including my colleague as though they need to rescue somebody. He kept quiet looking at the vehicle. One person still need to get inside and the vehicle started moving slowly. That guy still trying to push himself inside, but the vehicle is overloaded. He started laughing at that guy's helpless situation. Seeing him laughing others also joined in. Finally that guy gave up:). As he is watching this, his eyes catched that sleepy face gal. She tried to catch that vehicle and stopped in between by seeing that guy. Few vehicles came and all her attempt to catch the vehicles failed. She became impatience and stood almost in middle of the road with her umbrella in the rain. He thought she is crazy!

Now the crowd has become less and he observed a vehicle coming in. He started moving towards the vehicle. The girl this time made her decision to get into the vehicle and moved near the door. Like ants coming from all the side to sweet, other guys standing near her acquired the vehicle. She tried to get in. Suddenly a guy smashed her from back and got into the vehicle. She almost lost her balance and realized what happened with her. She made her face puzzled. Her puzzled face replaced her sleepy face in his mind, who is standing behind her. He felt its better she remain puzzled all the time:). "Its difficult to educate these educated guys" she said herself. "No! its difficult to educate THAT educated guy" he repeated her dialogue by stressing the word 'that'. Conveying all guys are not same. Realizing it she smiled back. He thanked her with his smile. By the time a bus came and she got ready to get in. When he is trying to get involve in his dream world. He once looked at the bus and recognized her looking at him. She gave smile once again and this time he gave her back with half smile.

His mind started running behind the sleepy face gal. Suddenly he realized his 4 dreams which is like Yediyurappa's wish list for Bangalore improvement. His first dream is to improve the way he is leading his life, second is to start export business with his friend, third is to do MBA and fourth is to make a music album. He is sure these are not easy as he dreams and these are all long terms, but he know its not impossible. He believed no harm in dreaming and he is sure if he keeps dreaming, he will take some steps towards them.
He just ignored her bonus smile. On the journey to his room, he took time to enjoy with rain droplets. He felt so happy on that evening, but he never bothered to know the reason!

11 Sep 08, 10.15am

He involved in reading. "Oh! its she again" he said looking into the sleepy face gal. He thought its too early for them to meet again, world is so small!. He tried to ignore her. She came and sat beside him with her another friend. He tried not to look at her and involved in his reading. "Excuse me" he heard very near to his ears. Its she the sleepy face gal. She continued "Hi", "Hi" he said completing the conversation. He thought what she might think about him and lot of other questions strike him. He managed to ignore all those questions because of his 4 dreams. "Bye" she smiled and said without expecting his reply. "Bye" he said with low voice. Both took there way.
Will they ever meet again? What happened to his 4 dreams? TIME.. TIME.. and TIME... can answer.

'Shift Delete' Gal

Today when I came to my bus stop it was late(as usual). I was praying God to get me bus immediately. He listened me this time, i saw Shivajinagar pushpak bus infront of me. I took the ticket and saw the driver being in hurry. I glanced at the bus for vacant seat. I saw three seater where a girl is sitting making her face towards window and a guy at the other end. I felt little unhappy but i didn't had any choice. I just don't like to sit beside a gal because i need to give them my half seat also to avoid contact with them. Unknowingly if we made slight touch, they behave as though we are doing purposefully. Even though we dont know anything about each other, I just don't want to take bad name. I made comfortable in my remaining half seat beside her. Driver was busy in issuing tickets to others and he was irritated by the commuter who stands near him without moving forward.

I opened my 'Alchemist' book to read. Book was written nice, but i felt little irritated with words like 'Omens' 'triebsman' 'maktub' 'language of world'. I know i wont become Alchemist after reading the book but at least i will inspire to follow my dreams. So I just continued with the story. In between i used to hear driver scolding the people causing bad traffic and his faith of not becoming software engineer. He was of opinion that all software engineers family will have vehicle for each member and this increased traffic. I thought you need to contact these persons to know how to control traffic and not that NASSCOM lady which Times Of India always covers. I returned to my book and it went well. After some time i felt uncomfortable reading the book in that half seat. I moved the book inside bag and closed my eyes

My Boy Gene activated and inspired me to see girl face once. I was just CURIOUS to know how she looks. I opened my eyes and tried to see her, but i couldn't. She is sitting beside me and how can i just see by turning towards her. What if she scolds me or curse me?. I closed my eyes again. But my mind doesn't want to give up and it suggested various methods. But every time i could only see her face covered with hair. She was enjoying FM. Now my gene started analyzing her:). She was of medium height. She was wearing black pant with sky blue color kurta on it. Kurta had simple embroidery on it. She had little big purse, from which a key chain was popping out. Oh! i am not that bad as my sister tells. Till date i couldn't able to buy a dress for her by selecting on my own. Every time i end up in giving money to her. Oh! she had mehndi on her feet and hands. Is something special going on in her life? not required i have seen my sister having it whenever she likes. I looked into her mobile, its Nokia with FM. From its look i guess its CDMA service provider. I read her cellphone display and I read sumthing as 'Maryamu'?. Cant read exactly but first four letters were 'Mary'. Cell was in silent mode.

I suddenly thought what the hell am doing? how does this all matters to me? why should i be curious to see her? answer is straight forward 'Nothing and nothing'. I gave up and started waiting for my stop to come. At my stop after coming out of the seat, i turned to her for the last time. Oh! happy i could able to see her now. After seeing her i said myself "oh! she is that 'Shift Delete Gal'!". ha! ha! to see this known gal i wasted my creativity, energy etc.:(. Why i didn't thought of this earlier?. Hmm! there is no way other than laughing at myself.

On the other day, its evening time and i was feeling hungry. I walked into my colleague cabin and suddenly my eyes went on the web page he was browsing. Its some matrimonial site. He was shocked by sudden entry and closed the browser. I reacted to him by just nodding my head and invited him for snacks. During snacks a gal walked in and my colleague was staring at her. Recognizing this and by remembering that matrimonial site I asked him 'Is she ok for you?'. He said 'Hmm! she is ok but..' after little pause he continued 'She is ok, but she is not of kind...' He stopped there, I don't know what his thoughts on her. Again he said 'hmm lets Shift Delete her yaar'. We walked away from hotel and returned to our cabin.
Now am feeling funny about myself and that Curious mind state. ha ha ha!

ಹುಬ್ಬಳ್ಳಿ passenger

No im not going to tell about this train but i am going to tell a interesting incident happened in this train when we(me with my six fres) were traveling from Bng to Davangere last weekend.

It was around 7.30 and i was finished with my work. I was gtalking with one of my best fre about our new business blue plan. My phone started vibrating and i saw chinga calling me. He was little tensed and i told him that i vl be leaving office at 8pm and i vl b there on time. I reached there on time. As i took my first step on 10th platform, train was on its way to welcome me:) by its huge whistle. The people(non software engineers) who r waiting for this whistle started running to get their seat reserved towards general cabin. I was thanking to this train as it helped so many middle class people to reach their loved ones with comfort. I walked towards S1 cabin and after seeing chinga standing near S1, I stopped far from that cabin. He was googling our names on the list, he looked little puzzled and his face was like a kid searching for his mom in the crowd. I was just enjoying this from a distance.

Finally we all got into our cabin and luckily this time Dada came soon. He is known for his lateness and i was upset as i didn't got chance to tease him this time. We all used to tease him as 'star'(not reachable soon). I was keep questioning myself 'how come he can come early'. As the train started moving, all our discussion started with usual 'how r u?' 'how is ur job?' question-answer session. There was a pause for few minutes looking each other with silent smile. It always happens in a group of fres, we start discussing abt the person who is absent in the group. We also started discussing lot abt marula and his future. Yes its always human tendency to discuss abt other's weakness or their future instead of ourself:). Suddenly our attention went on Surendra's Brasil T-shirt and he was feeling proud of that shirt as it came all along from BRASIL!. Yes it is gifted to him by his orkutting Brasil women fre!. The T-shirt had dark green/parrot green color with 'Brasil' written on that and below some punch line which nobody can understand here. It was looking odd on him, so everyone was taking opportunity to praise him. But he was feeling proud of it:). We all were good in praising negative and make the person proud of it:).

The train was near Banavara and its Chinga, munna, shishya, surendra, ashwath.. Eng college location. They all were excited showing us there college zone and sharing memories with us. They were showing us like showing animals to small kids in the zoo. I was teasing Chinga by remembering him abt his 'kuch kuch' feeling days. Other day he screwed me by telling his golden days for complete 7hrs (Bangalore to Davangere). But today i feel sorry for him and i can understand his feelings now:). I was trying to remember my college days and suddenly Dada reminded himself that he hasn't took dinner. He opened his parcel and remainded us also to take apple which he bought.

Shishya was showing heroism by trying to broke apple with his hand. All were teasing him as 'Tippu Tippu':). Munna jumped in between and took another apple to make pieces. Munna is always known to his showoff's in front of fres. Chinga feels its ok to showoff infront of colleagues or with strange persons and not infront of fres. Most of them agree with chinga including me. A competition was going on between shishya and munna to make apple into pieces. The co-passenger enjoying all this suggested a trick to make apple into pieces by hand. Munna followed it and won in breaking apple into pieces. Everyone was happy about his heroism and he is called 'Tippu' for the day.

Munna started having it, suddenly his tooth broke down and he was feeling pain. As all this was happening suddenly we heard a door opening sound 'd a d a r' and we all turned towards door. There were some persons with video camera and some other reporters holding mic and there channel logo on it (udaya, tv9, etv, suvarna..) We all were surprised for a moment and looking each others face. Everyone was clueless about wat is happening and from where did they come from? was there any breaking news? was there any celebrity in our cabin? was it a poll on some running issue? etc., and we all feeling uncomfortable from the camera's focus light. A lady reporter came in front with mic in hand. She was wearing professional white shirt and black pant with tie. She walked close towards our cabin and had a glance on all of us. We all cleared our hair style and looked once towards our dressing code. We all just waiting to hear from her. She noticed Munna who is having pain and questioned him 'Which toothpaste u use? Does ur paste contains salt?'. Without waiting for munna's answer she continued 'Please use COLGATE toothpaste which contains active salt and it helps to keep ur tooth healthy'. So guys please use colgate toothpaste with active salt. Tin tindi din....:)

ಬ್ರೇಕಿಂಗ್ ನ್ಯೂಸ್

yehh!! this is my first blog... after lot of million instruction procession in my mind i decided to write abt this but i feel sad to write my first blog abt this and at other side i feel happy that one should enjoy small happiness in life. Lets enjoy that small happiness from this post. Ok i try not to screw much in my first blog and never mind abt my kanglish:)

The day i saw IT for the first time in our Indiranagar house, i puzzled and asked my roommate marula. Seeing it he opened his mouth like Bala Krishna (mythological God not any actor)like showing world in his mouth. He started screaming "oh man our life is gone here, only solution is we need to vacate this room and they bug u lik anything blah blah..!". Ya i know he is good in exhorting things but my other room mates(dada, chinga, munna) nodded there heads to him. I just ignored there thoughts that day.

The day came where i need to consider them seriously(like VTU exams). After our usual routine of chit chatting and discussing abt other's weaknesses we all slept. I go to sleep early(or at least pretend so) than my fres, bcoz i just love sleeping. At around 2clk when whole bng was slept except dogs. I felt pinching pain on my body and i started rubbing my legs now and then, finally i couldn't resist and switched on the lights.. oops i found there kingdom on my favorite bed, suddenly i remembered my room mate words "Flush them" (meaning put them into water)and i just lined there words. Hmm! unfortunately they are my night fres now and apart from my bed they want share in my pure(poor) blood too.. One cant sense there motion nor there bites on our body until late night (like our Eng degree one never know 4 years how it is going to affect our career. We just enjoy 4 yrs without any fear abt our future)

This started becoming my routine night duty to get up in the midnight, find them and flush them and on weekends arrange sunbath for my bed. Hmm! no use they have established there kingdom in all our beds very well. With all this routine i found a hover board in domlur which says "Do u have nightmare bcoz of... call 080-xxxxxx.." On that day i just dialed the number and enquired and found it costlier for our room budget. From this i left the idea of destroying there kingdom. Only way was to vacate the room. I used to feel uncomfortable(although reason is not me) to speak abt them with other fres. The feeling which v feel wen v wont get job(being fresher) or fail to get thru in interview. Others vl b happy abt there new job and v just show off them that v r not felt bad and v r trying too happily..:(

Finally that day has come to vacate our room. Me and munna shifted to Marathalli and I was so relaxed and happy(the feeling which i felt wen i finished my semester exam). But the result day has come as i found there kingdom here too that too in munna's bed (they already conquered my bed so i left my bed while shifting). I felt very bad (the feeling which i felt when i first failed in exam) as it drenched all my dream of sleeping happily. I was planning to call that number which i saw in domlur long back and destroy there kingdom, this time sleep was more imp than money.

One day surendra(munna's brother, ya we used to call brother if two of them r more close) came to our room and told abt the solution(i felt happy like wen i found the exam question paper bef exam). We planned to buy and munna bought it wen i went to my native. After coming back i saw that in our kitchen i read the instruction on it carefully but i didnt find "BED BUG" name on it instead i saw all other insect name (i felt like wen v usually get cheat by result announcement date). Still v wanted to try once. Munna sprayed all over the room especially to his strain coat(ya it gave lot of strain to us while shifting our room)

That day i came to room and almost with no hopes(as v usually do while seeing our exam result). I had a surprise i found so many 'bed bugs' dead around his coat. I reassured myself yup yahoo!! v destroyed them (or rather spray destroyed them). I felt very happy that day, suddenly i smsed BREAKING NEWS to munna, he was happy too
That day we sprayed one more round to it and in the morning we found some more dead... Now i can sleep happily

Jai Mortein all insect killer!!!!