Don’t get confused by the title and start thinking that I have hacked something big ….. just couldn’t come up with a more flamboyant title to describe something interesting that I did last summer ….. Just have a look at the snapshot of the inbox of my temporary “hacking special” yahoo account …..

Please don’t get me wrong …… I am not a professional hacker …. And all the victims listed here are no one but my college mates ……. Almost everyone in the hostel having an orkut account had their password at my disposal within a week of setting down the trap ……

Well , it was just a mixture of few fake login pages and recently released greasemonkey hack that led so many victims towards my inbox …….. It feels so great to have the power in your hand ….. to have all your buddies requesting you not to tamper with their account …… Infact I didn’t tampered with any of those passwords …… Almost all of them are unread till date (except a few…..some of them wanted to confirm the tragic incident)…. ……

So that was till a few days ago …. I stopped receiving any more mails titled “Password Hacked by Ethical Hacker”……Either the script has stopped working (never checked it again) or my friends have gone extra careful knowing that someone’s always sniping them down ….

All was going well …. I had given my hacking business a halt ……Everything was going as per the routine until one day when Ashutosh called me …….

Ashu : Harsh , have you hacked me off late ?

Me : No buddie , not this time . (in a mocking tone)

Ashu : Its not a joke . I am serious this time around .I am unable to login into my orkut account . It’s got to be you . No one else can .

Me : Are you gone nuts ? What interest will I hold in changing your password and robbing your account off you . It doesn’t make any sense.

Ashu : Don’t give me any excuses . I am dead sure its you . So , are you telling me or what ?

Me : Don’t act foolish . I told you its not me . For God sake , believe me damed.

Ashu : So you are not telling . Go to hell . I don’t give a damn about that account , I am better off making a new one than pleading before you . By the way , thanks a lot .

With these words he finished the call .The “Boy who cried Wolf” story started flashing in my mind . I was blamed of doing something that I hadn’t done and more so by one of my close friends . I don’t blame him . I would be baffled too if someone hack me down ….. and anyways , I blackmailed him a number of times saying that I have got his password “safe” in my inbox ……

Though it took just one meeting for us to clear all the misunderstandings , I learnt the same lesson that the wolf story teaches us ….

“Don’t cry ‘wolf’ , when there is no ‘wolf’ , even if there are few wolfs around! “

One week has gone by in a ziffy …… “Royal” is the word that I would associate with my lifestyle back at home …… With full freedom to do whatever I want , go to bed and rise back at my sole wish , no endeavour by my sister to get hold of the sytem when I am on …….. I am the BIG BOSS here at home …..

Just one day ….. and see how a king transforms into a soldier on a mission …… a mission to face all the threats directed at him by HOD for bunking the classes ….. a mission to rise at 9 in the morning …….. a mission to …….errr……to look after himself ……..

Back to the Karambhoomi ……. Back to RKGIT …… back to all the assignments that I have been postponing for the deadline ……. Back to the classes that I would have bunked had I been not blacklisted …… Most importantly , back among my friends …… Back to all the masti …… back to the party-every-night attitude ……. Sheer enjoyment ……
Despite of all the work load that Data Structures lay upon us , despite of the (something-is-better-than-nothing) food of our mess , despite of all the fines that’s imposed on us for all funny reasons ……. “Heavenly” is what I would say about life in the hostel ……. So many friends to share your happiness and gloomy moments with …… so many friends to kick at your back ruthlessly on your friends …… so many friends to strike for you lest you were restricated from the hostel …… “All for One …. One for All “……

Forseeing the heavy workload that I am destined for until Deepawali holidays , I might not be able to blog for the coming few days ….. might not even come online for long stretches …… Its hard to find any spare time to update the blog amidst hundreds of events going around ….. Will try my level best to buy some time and sneak in one post , or two though…..
Bidding Lucknow goodbye……Here I come ghaziabad !!!!!

I have been in Ghaziabad for almost one week now ….. unfortunately , was not present at my home for Rakshabandhan ….. was forced to mark my presence in the college for registration ….. in the end it turned out to be a No Man’s Land with just 10 of us in the college ….. we are the punctual ones after all …. lol…..

Last one week has been nothing but sheer entertainment for us ….. time has flown by in a ziffy …… and though we follow the same routine every day , we were everything but bored …… If not for the fixed breakfast time , no one could have waked us up before 3 in the evening …… but our saviour Sanjeev (he loves to eat) appears every morning for our rescue …. God bless him and always shower grains over him …..

Then after breakfast its time for Movie World ….. watching movies on 21” screen is no fun …… big screen is what we strive for ….. after all the hard work if we manage to come back to hostel intact , then its time for the lap tops to tolerate us …… 10 on 1 is how it was until today ….. mass orkutting is what I should call it…..orkutting has never been so much fun in the last 2 years as it has been the last week …… although lappys are used for some constructive work as well……some of the scholars among us have developed it as an efficient tool to improve their vocabulary ….. nice collection of stories out there …..

Enough of okutting now…..got bored …… what to do??? …..yeah ….. we are athletes ….. time for sports ….. where are the cards???…….of course , we excel at playing cards and this has been our favourite time killer since last year …..

Its midnight now ….. but we can’t sleep …. especially me …. I am suffering for insomnia …… so , its time for a late night conference and everyone who is conscious participates in the conference ….. we choose any random discuss topic and no one hesitates to throw their expert views on the topic…….and when everyone is done ….. its time for the bed ….. hope Sanjeev will wake us tomorrow ……

Now its just 2 days to the start of the session ….. and we are waiting for our juniors ….. Did I tell you that “WAYS TO RAG” is one of the top rated topics in our conferences …….one more day to go…..wish my juniors best of luck …