Here is a post of leftover thoughts that don’t fit into any of the posts I spend so much time writing. Why should you read this? I don’t know. Perhaps you shouldn’t. But if you find this particular post to be pointless, please come back soon because I am gearing up for my ultimate post, the one post that defines me and gives my existence meaning. It will be intelligent and witty, of course. It will have amusing observations, very charming logic, and double-meanings, and will also be original, creative, and maybe a bit sexy too.
It will be the buzz of the blogosphere and will be quoted by other bloggers. They'll raise questions, analyze, argue, debate; and have blog crushes on me!! Excerpts will be read at my funeral.
Coming back- at the moment, we are still stuck in this post. So here are some random thoughts, which were spread all over the semester, for today:
It’s futile, complaining. The only ray of hope I have is that- this too will pass; and then, hopefully, I'll laugh at the strange situation we shared. Does it make no difference to her, how I feel? If I don't say anything, does it mean that I'm content? I really don’t want to quarrel with her or keep on accepting the state of affairs but it’s high time I started taking some proper measures. This can’t continue for long. She's really getting onto my nerves. Her mere presence pisses me off nowadays.
Whatever you do, a part of you evolves. Directly or indirectly. Whether its reading newspapers, listening to the news, or even watching a movie. Everyone isn’t the best in something, but the more you practice, the more you evolve, and I'm pretty sure of this. None of us has learnt anything beforehand, before we were unceremoniously thrown out of our mother’s stomachs. Everyone is born equal.
Sometimes I look at the people around me- all happy and smiling- and I wonder- are they really happy or am I too shallow to look into their hearts and find out what lies within?
The bitch, she told me, amidst a crowd of fellow batch-mates, that I've tampered with my answer sheet. Guess what? Fuck you. Really, who does this kind of a thing? At first you don't check the answer sheets with proper attention, and then you say that "Overwriting is not accepted as recheck request according to the marking policy". Blah! You are the ones who made this stupid marking scheme. How can I help...??
Love is everywhere- every movie, every teenage dream, every home, every old-age memory, every song, every other hostel room! (:P) Sure, there is some pain, and sure as hell, love makes a fool of everyone, but it’s worth it. Thinking of someone first thought in the morning and feeling bright, thinking of someone last wink in the night, and feeling secure… it’s worth it.
And then there's Friendship. The best thing in this world. So pure that friendship even in a bad cause is above everything. And even if people say friends are for free- they are awfully difficult to find, and it hurts a lot, to leave them. Once a friend, always a friend. Friends stand by in prosperity and poverty, in health and in sickness. Friends (like diamonds) are forever!
Its 6 am. I am already up, in the middle of a cold dark November night, waiting for the dawn, the delicious Saturday breakfast, and the ugly six-days-a-week-schedule to start engulfing me, from next week onwards.
I'm tired-stupid instructors, stupid courses with stupid second yearites, stupid grading system-and there's still so much I want to do and the confusion in my head just makes it worse. This wasn't the plan. This was supposed to be "MY" sem - the sem of most pampering and loving, knowing what to do and doing it, knowing what I want-and getting it.
Tonight, I went out to watch the meteor showers. It was amazing, but very momentary. You see one, and then you speculate whether you actually saw it or imagined it. People can spend all the time & money they want fabricating fireworks shows, but seeing an unexpected meteor whiz across a static display of stars-it's thrilling! and free-of-cost!
NOTE to myself: Stop crying over lost opportunities, I’ve already lost them and crying won’t get them back. So shut uppppp, and make up for all your misses.
NOTE to the world: Make fun of me at own expense.
Well, it's almost time for bed. Remember, this post is of no consequence, but my next post... THAT ONE will really be something! So click back soon. Goodnight!
Monday, December 28, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
A-Z 2009
Adventure. Acads and Avg. APOGEE. Alarm-clocks. ANC. And they lived happily ever after...
Bourbon biscuits, Blogging, Birthdays. Blue jeans and black and white photographs. The BAND, Blah! and BITS ofcourse.
Chocolates, Coffee, Cake and Cheese. Crushes, C'not, and castles-in-the-air. Confessions. Comprees, CP and CG.
Dreams and Desires. Dates, Dances, Dares and Diaries. DND's. DC++.
Enthu, EG and EnI vs EEE.
Flirting, Friendship and French guys. Facebook. FD's I-III and Founders Day.
Gtalk, Gossip, and Grubs. Gmail too.
Hugs always. Holi and Holi-days. Headbanging.
I because it stands for me. And ice cream. Being impossible. Internet in IPC.
Junk food. And Jokes. especially PJ's. Jaan-e-mann. :)
Kisses.
Love and Letters. Love letters. Laughter, Literature, Lectures and Labs. Lite.
Movies, Magic, Music, Mess(bill), MT, Mails and Mafia, but I seldom win. :(
Notices, Notes, Nites, Night-out and Nightouts. Nostalgia.
Oppurtunities and conveniances. Ob. Online Tests.OASIS! Orkut and Omegle. Once upon a time and all the magic within...
Pink, Poetry and Perverts. Phones too. and Powercuts. :(
Quizzes and quizzers.
Rain, wide open Roads, Rooms and Roomies.
Sky sessions, Spring, Stargazing and Sunsets. Semesters, SMS's, Snaps and Sleep.....
Truths, TA's and Tut's. Travelling and Trips!
Unfinished blog posts.
Valentines Day!!! Virtual walks and dates.
Words, its only words. Walks. Why's. Whining and Wining.
Xeroxes, loads of them.
Youth, and at times, even you.
Zuks. Zzz.
Bourbon biscuits, Blogging, Birthdays. Blue jeans and black and white photographs. The BAND, Blah! and BITS ofcourse.
Chocolates, Coffee, Cake and Cheese. Crushes, C'not, and castles-in-the-air. Confessions. Comprees, CP and CG.
Dreams and Desires. Dates, Dances, Dares and Diaries. DND's. DC++.
Enthu, EG and EnI vs EEE.
Flirting, Friendship and French guys. Facebook. FD's I-III and Founders Day.
Gtalk, Gossip, and Grubs. Gmail too.
Hugs always. Holi and Holi-days. Headbanging.
I because it stands for me. And ice cream. Being impossible. Internet in IPC.
Junk food. And Jokes. especially PJ's. Jaan-e-mann. :)
Kisses.
Love and Letters. Love letters. Laughter, Literature, Lectures and Labs. Lite.
Movies, Magic, Music, Mess(bill), MT, Mails and Mafia, but I seldom win. :(
Notices, Notes, Nites, Night-out and Nightouts. Nostalgia.
Oppurtunities and conveniances. Ob. Online Tests.OASIS! Orkut and Omegle. Once upon a time and all the magic within...
Pink, Poetry and Perverts. Phones too. and Powercuts. :(
Quizzes and quizzers.
Rain, wide open Roads, Rooms and Roomies.
Sky sessions, Spring, Stargazing and Sunsets. Semesters, SMS's, Snaps and Sleep.....
Truths, TA's and Tut's. Travelling and Trips!
Unfinished blog posts.
Valentines Day!!! Virtual walks and dates.
Words, its only words. Walks. Why's. Whining and Wining.
Xeroxes, loads of them.
Youth, and at times, even you.
Zuks. Zzz.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
All I do is sleep !!!
It is a lazy Sunday afternoon. I am lying down after lunch when my mother calls me.
"What are you doing?"
I mumble a soft "Nothing important, Ma. Just lazing around".
A few minutes of gen chit-chat and we put the phones down.
After about 15 minutes, I get up and tie my unmanaged hair into a ponytail.
The laundry bags are full; I soak the exponentially increasing amounts of dirty laundry in warm water.
My almirah needs a bit of tiding up. I carefully fold the big pile of clean laundry one by one. Shirts, trousers, skirts, tops, jeans, t-shirts, undies and socks all go to their respective shelves in the almirah.
In the meanwhile, the dirty clothes have been soaked enough. I lug the WET and HEAVY clothes to the washroom. On the way I notice Archi sleeping late, so I go wake her up. I do the laundry and put it out to dry.
My table is half full with dirty dishes from the mess. I go and return them.
I also remember that I had bought lots of fruits the previous day. I peel the oranges and bananas, cut the apples and guavas, mix them with the grapes, and prepare fruit chat out if it. I am happy with the result and share it with my wingies.
The spiders have been frightening me and Nils since days together, so I decide to clean the cobwebs.
While at it, I realize that my book-rack is untidy. All that is set right in a few minutes.
All the dust on the floor, I must sweep it clean.
By now, I feel exhausted myself so I casually sit on the bed and rest my tired back on the pillow.
Mother calls again and says "You sleep all day. Why not get up and do something?"
I throw a puzzled look... "Huh?!!!!!!!"
Yes, that’s another classic example of how my work goes royally unnoticed every single time. I just sit and sleep all day, you see!
"What are you doing?"
I mumble a soft "Nothing important, Ma. Just lazing around".
A few minutes of gen chit-chat and we put the phones down.
After about 15 minutes, I get up and tie my unmanaged hair into a ponytail.
The laundry bags are full; I soak the exponentially increasing amounts of dirty laundry in warm water.
My almirah needs a bit of tiding up. I carefully fold the big pile of clean laundry one by one. Shirts, trousers, skirts, tops, jeans, t-shirts, undies and socks all go to their respective shelves in the almirah.
In the meanwhile, the dirty clothes have been soaked enough. I lug the WET and HEAVY clothes to the washroom. On the way I notice Archi sleeping late, so I go wake her up. I do the laundry and put it out to dry.
My table is half full with dirty dishes from the mess. I go and return them.
I also remember that I had bought lots of fruits the previous day. I peel the oranges and bananas, cut the apples and guavas, mix them with the grapes, and prepare fruit chat out if it. I am happy with the result and share it with my wingies.
The spiders have been frightening me and Nils since days together, so I decide to clean the cobwebs.
While at it, I realize that my book-rack is untidy. All that is set right in a few minutes.
All the dust on the floor, I must sweep it clean.
By now, I feel exhausted myself so I casually sit on the bed and rest my tired back on the pillow.
Mother calls again and says "You sleep all day. Why not get up and do something?"
I throw a puzzled look... "Huh?!!!!!!!"
Yes, that’s another classic example of how my work goes royally unnoticed every single time. I just sit and sleep all day, you see!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Explaining the absence
Long time since I posted something that’s not "faaltu" (referring to the last post!) and there are several good reasons for it. Election Politics. BOSM. An addictive sitcom. A trip to Jaipur, A four day flu attack. MT fiasco. Diwali. Oasis. A relapse of crushes. Project and Assignment submissions. And lots of treats!
The Big Bang Theory is an extremely addictive, brilliantly made, geeky comedy. Spanning over two seasons, it concerns two young physicists, Leonard and Sheldon, and an attractive blonde waitress, Penny, who lives across the hall. Leonard and Sheldon's geekiness and intellect are in immense contrast with Penny's social skills and common sense and herein lies the comedy. The humor of The Big Bang Theory is all character-based, it begins with derisive laughter at the nerds’ expense, and is furthered with clever turns of phrase, extreme details, scientific interpretation and analysis of everyday things, and Sheldon’s complete lack of understanding of irony, sarcasm and humor; and a complete lack of humility. Throw in two other, equally geeky friends, Howard and Rajesh, and together they create the world’s best and craziest sitcom every produced.
By the time I was done with Season 1, Durga Puja and the Navratris had come up. I was a little busy, but our whole awesome wing decided to go on a two-day trip to Jaipur. So the day after Dandiya Nite, we left early morning for Jaipur. 10 girls- all geared up! Shopping there, in the malls was fun. Later, we had coffee while discussing our shopping, and in the evening, we went to this place called 'Chokhi Dhani'. Its basically an artificial village of sorts, created by the Rajasthan Tourism Board. Covering a large area, the village is very properly decorated, with all the people wearing traditional clothes and performing folk dances, singing songs, etc etc, just like a typical 'gaon ka mela'. We took loads of snaps there, and then returned, exhausted after a long day. Next morning, we went out for street shopping, and after a major row with one us, we all returned to Pilani in the evening.
Next day, most of us were down with fever. After a few calls back home, I was told I'm having flu and that I should rest for a few days. Fine, I thought, maybe it’ll go away. The second evening, I felt so horribly sick and nauseating - After rushing to the medical centre and putting up with an extremely rotten doctor, I was advised bed rest. Mom called up to tell me how irresponsible I was and that I couldn't even take care of myself. Oh ya, right.
After my recovery, I returned to the horrible and grueling schedule of tests and quizzes and mugging loads of xerox material, something I am not very good at. A short period of depression and then came Diwali.
Well, truly speaking, the most interesting incident during Diwali, will obviously be the drunken man episode, but otherwise too, except for the i-wanna-go-back syndrome prevalent in most of us, Diwali celebrations were pretty fine. We even had a mini puja/aarti in our wing, and lit diyas and candles together, before we all left for dinner outside.
Oasis, after all that hype, disappointed us. The only high in the four-day extravaganza was surely the Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy Prof Show. It was a festival in itself.
Meanwhile I crushed on my previous crushes, again! Seeing them so frequently, always doing something very important (I think!) or intellectual, I was unable to resist. I've been complaining, how all the nice guys (even the half-decent ones) in this world are taken and they don't ever break up either, and how we suddenly live in a terribly super-committed world, but that later. :P
I think I’ve explained all the interesting reasons for not having written anything all this while. Oh ya, and somewhere in between I had started with the Star Wars series and was obsessed with it for long. “It’s not a movie, it’s a legend” and sorts. Uff.
All I can say with confidence now is that I’ve learnt that doing something repetitively makes it look boring. Especially if that something is a card game like Literature.
Also, Kal Ho Naa Ho: life’s too short! (Naah, that just sounds good :P)
The Big Bang Theory is an extremely addictive, brilliantly made, geeky comedy. Spanning over two seasons, it concerns two young physicists, Leonard and Sheldon, and an attractive blonde waitress, Penny, who lives across the hall. Leonard and Sheldon's geekiness and intellect are in immense contrast with Penny's social skills and common sense and herein lies the comedy. The humor of The Big Bang Theory is all character-based, it begins with derisive laughter at the nerds’ expense, and is furthered with clever turns of phrase, extreme details, scientific interpretation and analysis of everyday things, and Sheldon’s complete lack of understanding of irony, sarcasm and humor; and a complete lack of humility. Throw in two other, equally geeky friends, Howard and Rajesh, and together they create the world’s best and craziest sitcom every produced.
By the time I was done with Season 1, Durga Puja and the Navratris had come up. I was a little busy, but our whole awesome wing decided to go on a two-day trip to Jaipur. So the day after Dandiya Nite, we left early morning for Jaipur. 10 girls- all geared up! Shopping there, in the malls was fun. Later, we had coffee while discussing our shopping, and in the evening, we went to this place called 'Chokhi Dhani'. Its basically an artificial village of sorts, created by the Rajasthan Tourism Board. Covering a large area, the village is very properly decorated, with all the people wearing traditional clothes and performing folk dances, singing songs, etc etc, just like a typical 'gaon ka mela'. We took loads of snaps there, and then returned, exhausted after a long day. Next morning, we went out for street shopping, and after a major row with one us, we all returned to Pilani in the evening.
Next day, most of us were down with fever. After a few calls back home, I was told I'm having flu and that I should rest for a few days. Fine, I thought, maybe it’ll go away. The second evening, I felt so horribly sick and nauseating - After rushing to the medical centre and putting up with an extremely rotten doctor, I was advised bed rest. Mom called up to tell me how irresponsible I was and that I couldn't even take care of myself. Oh ya, right.
After my recovery, I returned to the horrible and grueling schedule of tests and quizzes and mugging loads of xerox material, something I am not very good at. A short period of depression and then came Diwali.
Well, truly speaking, the most interesting incident during Diwali, will obviously be the drunken man episode, but otherwise too, except for the i-wanna-go-back syndrome prevalent in most of us, Diwali celebrations were pretty fine. We even had a mini puja/aarti in our wing, and lit diyas and candles together, before we all left for dinner outside.
Oasis, after all that hype, disappointed us. The only high in the four-day extravaganza was surely the Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy Prof Show. It was a festival in itself.
Meanwhile I crushed on my previous crushes, again! Seeing them so frequently, always doing something very important (I think!) or intellectual, I was unable to resist. I've been complaining, how all the nice guys (even the half-decent ones) in this world are taken and they don't ever break up either, and how we suddenly live in a terribly super-committed world, but that later. :P
I think I’ve explained all the interesting reasons for not having written anything all this while. Oh ya, and somewhere in between I had started with the Star Wars series and was obsessed with it for long. “It’s not a movie, it’s a legend” and sorts. Uff.
All I can say with confidence now is that I’ve learnt that doing something repetitively makes it look boring. Especially if that something is a card game like Literature.
Also, Kal Ho Naa Ho: life’s too short! (Naah, that just sounds good :P)
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Happy Birthday Nils...
Today is Nils’ birthday...and now, even though I have a CP 45 marks test tomorrow, I'm ready to take up the Herculean task of writing her something.
What a plaintive task to do. I have to write something good about her? Hmm... Let me think...
thinking...
still thinking...
...
wait!!
Nilanjana, a person you can never get bored with...
She looks very innocent [INNOCENT!!!--ek minute "koi dictionary lao bey"] but she is very playfully mischievous and perverted...
She’s an extremely caring and gentle girl, full of attitude... ATTITUDE is her asset... you can take anything away from her but not her attitude...it’s the quality that sets her apart from others...
I really thank God that I have a friend like her...so amazing, so charismatic, so so tremendously creative,and so true at heart...she has always been at my side whenever I needed her!!!
A girl with a great deal of sugar in her and that’s probably the reason why she’s an angel and a witty and delightful one at that. She is notoriously nice and the craziest devil I have ever met... don’t mind this coz I actually like devils...
I half-wrote a poem for her, but poetry is a hard one to swallow for me, and one of the few things I really cannot live without is her pulling my leg. :P Afterall, one of the few people I wouldn’t want living without is her.:)
Happy Birthday, Nils! Love you sweety.
What a plaintive task to do. I have to write something good about her? Hmm... Let me think...
thinking...
still thinking...
...
wait!!
Nilanjana, a person you can never get bored with...
She looks very innocent [INNOCENT!!!--ek minute "koi dictionary lao bey"] but she is very playfully mischievous and perverted...
She’s an extremely caring and gentle girl, full of attitude... ATTITUDE is her asset... you can take anything away from her but not her attitude...it’s the quality that sets her apart from others...
I really thank God that I have a friend like her...so amazing, so charismatic, so so tremendously creative,and so true at heart...she has always been at my side whenever I needed her!!!
A girl with a great deal of sugar in her and that’s probably the reason why she’s an angel and a witty and delightful one at that. She is notoriously nice and the craziest devil I have ever met... don’t mind this coz I actually like devils...
I half-wrote a poem for her, but poetry is a hard one to swallow for me, and one of the few things I really cannot live without is her pulling my leg. :P Afterall, one of the few people I wouldn’t want living without is her.:)
Happy Birthday, Nils! Love you sweety.
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