Touching moment



A very touching moment
Year : 1975 
Situation
 : Last day of school

Arjun Singh and Pargat Singh are very close friends. The whole school talked about their friendship. They had been friends right from their kindergarten days. They have studied together, roamed around together, sat together in school, ate together. They both wanted to become Police officials and serve the country.But today was a day they always dreaded. It was their last day together.







On their way back from School Arjun started talking

Arjun :
 Bro! I am moving to a different city to study. I will miss you man
 
Pargat:
 I will miss you too mate. But nothing can break our friendship. We will at least meet once every year. 
Arjun:
 Yes that is a deal 

and they parted with tears in their eyes...

As time went by, both got busy with their work life. They kept their promise for two years and after that they moved on with their own lives and in the process Arjun lost his contact with Pargat. Time went by and both became Police Officers.
 



Year:
 2009 

Venue:
 The Police station where Arjun works



Tring... Tring...
 



Arjun picks up the call and he gets a pleasant surprise...



"Is this Arjun?"
 

"Yes. Who is on the line?"
 

" Bro. Its Pargat! I just found out that you are posted in this station"



Tear drops welled up Arjun's eyes
 



Arjun:
 Where are you? 

Pargat: 
I am standing outside the Police station. Come Out

Arjun:
 Is it? I am coming right away.



Arjun rushed out of the Police station and saw Pargat standing outside. They were seeing each other for the first time after thirty years. He wanted to go and hug his friend. But he could not hug his friend. It was a very touching moment for both of them :
 



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Have you ever seen a touching moment like this?
  



Keep Smiling…………..


The Real Touching Moment:


The above mail was forwarded to me by my Richard,my closest friend.He send this mail with his single moving finger and that too with the help of its knuckles.I don't really know how to express my friendship in return.I figured out this could be one way.The day he walks would be the happiest day of my life

To know more about him click below:

My Hero

The Lost World - Attack on S-DES using genetic algorithm

             College life turns a student into a professional.Is it really so?.What i learned in college has been of little use in my job.
             I was academically strong and sincere in studies (palam/sombu) at college.But started to relax as my college life was approaching an end.


    FEASIBILITY STUDY OF ATTACK ON S-DES USING GENETIC ALGORITHM

Under the guidance of                                                                             Done by
Mr.Pur*****man                                                                                  Vijay Sahaya Raja J(...),
                                                                                                                      Subash Balakumar(...),
Faculty advisor:                                                                                      Balachander P(..)
M****n J***e P***a

                       Few lines from my final year project report cover which weighed more than any of our text books. The contents of this report were purely developed through Ctrl + C and Ctrl + V mechanism.So little did we really contribute to its overweight.I cant really explain any of the terms in the heading except STUDY, OF , ATTACK, ON, USING.But we made the presentation and cracked all questions raised during our final project presentation.But the path towards it was really a struggling or should i say an exciting one(particularly for males)

                    Zeroth project review, the first review of our project where we are supposed to give a brief introduction about our project and our initiatives/hardwork/steps taken so far.The only work we did as i remember is to download a project from google the day before 0 th review .In fact we decided on our project title the same day!.Later we realised that the same project had been downloaded by quite a few of our seniors and presented under the same title without a single change in code(It was a tough project let me say you).It was very late though when we did realise.But our tharala manasu professor never minded it though he knew it.
                 
                   The D-day arrived.Mr.SUN had already send its rays to wake me up.But since it would be a cruel sin to get early in hostel i slept hard.Subash my project mate had come to collect pen drive from me to copy all materials for presentation which i had prepared the night before.The only job delegated to him was that and i am sure he wouldnt spell a word if asked about our project title now.I too had to beat my head hard to remember the later half of the title when i felt like writing about it in this blog.Back to the story, seeing me sleeping hard and being in need of a pen drive , he went roaming the hostel measuring its length and breadth and finally got one from some junior.

                     He came to my room,copied all contents in a hurry and gave to other teams who also copied their materials.By the way the reason for the lack of pen drives is you wont get it back once it leaves your hand.We, hostelers, share shirts,plates(six on one during meals),toothpaste,washing soap,buckets,shampoo and everything except underwear.So the probability of a pendrive leaving your hand and reaching you again is 0.00000000009.Given this famine, he was really entrusted with the most difficult task in the project

                     We enter the presentation room.My Faculty Advisor (of the opposite gender which is to be noted down),another lecturer(again a female) and our STUDENT PROFESSOR are eagerly waiting to brush up their brain.Laptop is connected with projector.And all eyes are set on the screen.We are all tensed and nervous.One of my friends loads the pendrive and opens it.

The contents expected were something like this:





                                 I get headache when i see this now.


But the contents happened to be

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 BIKINI PICTURES OF FOREIGN MODELS.jpgs

                                          I was frozen with my heart beating 12000 times per minute.And the rest were shocked and held their heads down.My male professor scrolled the scroll bar down and made sure he made a glance at all pictures(I can understand a man's feelings sir!).

The rest is history..........


Notes to remember:
1.Have a pendrive of your own
2.Check your pen drive before taking it to any presentation, particularly if there are female lecturers waiting to analyse your smartness
3.Have an eye on male professors

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