So my holidays have officially begun. Under normal circumstances i would be ecstatic, but such, unfortunately, is not the case this time. Didn't go to college for 4 days last week and nearly lost my mind due to sheer boredom. So much so that i actually dragged my mum to go see Dhamaal with me.
Incidentally, it is a horrible horrible movie. Please do not ever watch it, not even if you were bored out of your mind. Count the number of strands of hair on your head if you will, but do not under any circumstances go watch Dhamaal. How can people make such awful movies? Do they not go stark raving crazy while they're at it? Oh well.......
Anyway, didn't mean to digress. My point is, if i got so highly bored in four days, what's gonna happen to me during the 15-day long autumn break? The thought's worrying me already. Worst part is, i'll have to get some *shudder* studying done now. Have studied nothing so far this year, and the 1st term is already over.
Also, what with me having now joined IMS, i'll have to do a little bit of studying for that at least. Heaven knows why i've joined IMS. An MBA seemed like the logical thing to do, but now i'm not so sure. Do i really want to do an MBA? And if i do, do i have the drive needed to crack, if not CAT, some reasonably good MBA exam? Oh well, it's too late to ask these questions now. I've committed myself, and now i've got to deal with it.
About my birthday, got lots of lovely presents, including 6 grand from my parents. Rich, i am. :-D
Durga Puja's coming up! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. I love Durga Puja, not just because of the food (though that is a major reason) or the meeting-up-with-friends or the staying-up-all-night-4-nights-in-a-row but just because it makes me happy. Wonderfully, inexplicably happy. I walk around with a big grin on my face for about a month before it begins. No clue why. :-D
I've wondered why it makes me feel so cheerful, but i've never been able to satisfactorily explain it. There's something about the festival that is exhilarating. Something in the air i guess. Something almost intoxicating.
Jeez realize that the previous lines sounded awfully cliched so i'm gonna stop now.
Until next time, goodbye, and if you're in DU, enjoy your holidays, and if you're not well then, bad luck my friend. :-p
P.S. - This is my 75th post. Platinum jubilee did someone say? *champagne bottles are popped and confetti is showered from the skies*
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Monday, September 24, 2007
Of Vodka Shots and Lots Of Firsts
*sheepish grin*
Had an excellent birthday.
Yes, seriously. :-D
Let's see. The day started off on a wonderful note. The macro test went off without a glitch, thanks to Isha. Love her. :-)
Did not attend the IMS class. For reasons which will become clear in a while.
Wore a white and pink floral skirt.
GOT DRUNK (for the first time ever). Woohoooooo! :-p
Anisha and I share our birthdays. So we took everyone out for lunch. Went to cafe 100, and were told that we'd have to wait for 40 minutes. Headed to Berco's, where we were told that we'd have to wait for 45 minutes. Felt extremely pissed and settled for Pizza Hut. Where Anisha had a showdown with one of the waiters. I have to admit, the guy was EXTREMELY rude. We wanted to walk out but had nowhere else to go so we swallowed our indignance (and pride) and kept sitting.
(incidentally, anisha and i coincidentally ended up wearing the same same top. heard cracks about how the birthday girls had dressed up the same way and had to explain about a million times to about a million different people how it wasn't planned, that it was just a coincidence)
Interestingly, the gang got us lots of goodies from Wengers, instead of the usual cake, which was really nice. So we cut a doughnut, while everyone sang happy birthday for us. :-)
And that's when things got interesting. After we were done with lunch, we all headed to Castle Nine to actually celebrate turning 19.
We were given the ol' couple's lounge, much to the chagrin of all the couples, coz the regular seating area was full. Spoiled a lot of cosy dates, that's for sure. There's not much you can do with a roudy bunch of college kids on a sugar (and soon to be alcohol) high all around.
I, who have never consumed any alcohol in the true sense (unless sips from dad and half a peg with lots of Pepsi counts) ordered two vodka shots at the very onset. Downed the first one, felt perfectly fine, and hence proceeded to gulp down the second one too.
Bad idea, in retrospect. Immediate effect, slight nausea. Which knocked some sense into me, and i decided to stop, at least for a while. Did not puke, thankfully.
Sat sipping at a highly diluted glass of vodka, feeling extremely happy and at peace with the world. Did happen to notice that i was talking more and a little louder than usual, but didn't let that bother me too much.
There's a very thin line separating joie de vivre and insanity (or drunkenness, for that matter), as i happened to find out. The next 15 minutes is slightly hazy. All i remember is laughing like a maniac for no evident reason, and talking A LOT. Everyone else had a lovely time, laughing at my expense, and (this is the worst bit) making videos of me making a fool of myself! Wonderful friends i have, i tell you.
At some point i remember asking the bartender to do tricks for me, in honour of it being my birthday.
Apparently i was the only one who got drunk drunk, seeing how i was the only one drinking for the first time.
Awfully awfully embarrassing, but loads of fun as well. :-D
Managed to sober up, thank heavens. Girija said i was in no position to go home alone. No telling what i might do. :-p
So she offered to drop me home halfway. That did not work out, coz it started pouring after a while. First time in 19 years it ever rained on my birthday. So i went to her place (after being warned to not do anything stupid. she could not take home a drunk girl) and dad picked me up from there.
Reached home, soaking wet and feeling terribly ill. Mum popped a thermometer in my mouth, and as you will have it, i was running a temperature of a hundred and three.
Testimony to the *ahem* wild birthday i had maybe? :-p
[ Added later - Forgot to mention, did do an impromptu dance in front of Castle Nine after leaving. :-p]
Had an excellent birthday.
Yes, seriously. :-D
Let's see. The day started off on a wonderful note. The macro test went off without a glitch, thanks to Isha. Love her. :-)
Did not attend the IMS class. For reasons which will become clear in a while.
Wore a white and pink floral skirt.
GOT DRUNK (for the first time ever). Woohoooooo! :-p
Anisha and I share our birthdays. So we took everyone out for lunch. Went to cafe 100, and were told that we'd have to wait for 40 minutes. Headed to Berco's, where we were told that we'd have to wait for 45 minutes. Felt extremely pissed and settled for Pizza Hut. Where Anisha had a showdown with one of the waiters. I have to admit, the guy was EXTREMELY rude. We wanted to walk out but had nowhere else to go so we swallowed our indignance (and pride) and kept sitting.
(incidentally, anisha and i coincidentally ended up wearing the same same top. heard cracks about how the birthday girls had dressed up the same way and had to explain about a million times to about a million different people how it wasn't planned, that it was just a coincidence)
Interestingly, the gang got us lots of goodies from Wengers, instead of the usual cake, which was really nice. So we cut a doughnut, while everyone sang happy birthday for us. :-)
And that's when things got interesting. After we were done with lunch, we all headed to Castle Nine to actually celebrate turning 19.
We were given the ol' couple's lounge, much to the chagrin of all the couples, coz the regular seating area was full. Spoiled a lot of cosy dates, that's for sure. There's not much you can do with a roudy bunch of college kids on a sugar (and soon to be alcohol) high all around.
I, who have never consumed any alcohol in the true sense (unless sips from dad and half a peg with lots of Pepsi counts) ordered two vodka shots at the very onset. Downed the first one, felt perfectly fine, and hence proceeded to gulp down the second one too.
Bad idea, in retrospect. Immediate effect, slight nausea. Which knocked some sense into me, and i decided to stop, at least for a while. Did not puke, thankfully.
Sat sipping at a highly diluted glass of vodka, feeling extremely happy and at peace with the world. Did happen to notice that i was talking more and a little louder than usual, but didn't let that bother me too much.
There's a very thin line separating joie de vivre and insanity (or drunkenness, for that matter), as i happened to find out. The next 15 minutes is slightly hazy. All i remember is laughing like a maniac for no evident reason, and talking A LOT. Everyone else had a lovely time, laughing at my expense, and (this is the worst bit) making videos of me making a fool of myself! Wonderful friends i have, i tell you.
At some point i remember asking the bartender to do tricks for me, in honour of it being my birthday.
Apparently i was the only one who got drunk drunk, seeing how i was the only one drinking for the first time.
Awfully awfully embarrassing, but loads of fun as well. :-D
Managed to sober up, thank heavens. Girija said i was in no position to go home alone. No telling what i might do. :-p
So she offered to drop me home halfway. That did not work out, coz it started pouring after a while. First time in 19 years it ever rained on my birthday. So i went to her place (after being warned to not do anything stupid. she could not take home a drunk girl) and dad picked me up from there.
Reached home, soaking wet and feeling terribly ill. Mum popped a thermometer in my mouth, and as you will have it, i was running a temperature of a hundred and three.
Testimony to the *ahem* wild birthday i had maybe? :-p
[ Added later - Forgot to mention, did do an impromptu dance in front of Castle Nine after leaving. :-p]
Monday, September 17, 2007
Ain't birthdays just brilliant?
Well my birthday week's got off to a flying start. Wasn't feeling too well last night, mum checked my temperature and as you will have it, i had fever. Didn't go to college today, got bored to the high heavens and cribbed nonstop.
Now let's talk about what my birthday's going to be like, shall we?
Let's see, i have a bloody macro test that day (incidentally i have attended about 4 macro classes in the whole term; it's like god's subtle way of telling me something). Two of my closest friends won't be in town. Aaand my IMS classes begin that day. Bet the day's gonna be oodles of fun.
Bit of a contrast to last year's birthday.
You must've guessed by now that i'm not at my chirpiest best. Not least because of the fact that my head is pounding right now and my nose is all blocked. And that i'm bored.
For the past one week I've been trying to work up the courage to talk to this cute guy who travels by my bus. One reason that i haven't been able to do it so far is the fear that he might be a first year student. But i have to admit, the major reason is sheer timidity. I happen to be painfully shy. :-p
Anyway, i'm off. Until next time, goodbye, and have a wonderful week ahead. Mine's going to be just dandy.
P.S. - My birthday's on the 21st of September, just for the record.
P.P.S. - Guess an explanation for the deleted story is warranted. Pretty simple explanation. Had put it up mainly as a sort of joke at a friend's expense. And had used some, let's say, politically incorrect names for the characters. The friend wasn't too happy about the whole thing, and hence i took it off. Might put it up again using different names.
Now let's talk about what my birthday's going to be like, shall we?
Let's see, i have a bloody macro test that day (incidentally i have attended about 4 macro classes in the whole term; it's like god's subtle way of telling me something). Two of my closest friends won't be in town. Aaand my IMS classes begin that day. Bet the day's gonna be oodles of fun.
Bit of a contrast to last year's birthday.
You must've guessed by now that i'm not at my chirpiest best. Not least because of the fact that my head is pounding right now and my nose is all blocked. And that i'm bored.
For the past one week I've been trying to work up the courage to talk to this cute guy who travels by my bus. One reason that i haven't been able to do it so far is the fear that he might be a first year student. But i have to admit, the major reason is sheer timidity. I happen to be painfully shy. :-p
Anyway, i'm off. Until next time, goodbye, and have a wonderful week ahead. Mine's going to be just dandy.
P.S. - My birthday's on the 21st of September, just for the record.
P.P.S. - Guess an explanation for the deleted story is warranted. Pretty simple explanation. Had put it up mainly as a sort of joke at a friend's expense. And had used some, let's say, politically incorrect names for the characters. The friend wasn't too happy about the whole thing, and hence i took it off. Might put it up again using different names.
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Tall Tales
Lots of things happening but no time to update. Lots of firsts in the past couple of weeks. Will mention those in another post, am running short of time.
Oh and an announcements of sorts. Collected Short Stories will be revived, albeit only temporarily. For the uninitiated, those are 'anecdotes' so to speak picked up from my own life. :-p
You might wanna take a look at the following.
Story 1 : the one with the same phones
story 3: the one where i screw up!! (only read the 2nd story, not the first one)
Story 4 : the one where i'm 'his love' (not too interesting, but it holds a soft spot in my heart. :-p)
Story 5 : The one with the offer of friendship (hilarious. DO read it. DO!!)
Story 6 : The one where the ironies of life are revealed. (extremely long. read it only if you have a lot of time on your hands)
Not much of a post, and i apologise for that. I promise the next post will more than make up for it (or so i hope at least. Lol)
Anyway, i'm off for now, got some studying to do (which in most probability will not happen as i will either fall asleep or find the newspaper WAY more engrossing). Until next time, goodbye, and happy reading my stories.
Oh and an announcements of sorts. Collected Short Stories will be revived, albeit only temporarily. For the uninitiated, those are 'anecdotes' so to speak picked up from my own life. :-p
You might wanna take a look at the following.
Story 1 : the one with the same phones
story 3: the one where i screw up!! (only read the 2nd story, not the first one)
Story 4 : the one where i'm 'his love' (not too interesting, but it holds a soft spot in my heart. :-p)
Story 5 : The one with the offer of friendship (hilarious. DO read it. DO!!)
Story 6 : The one where the ironies of life are revealed. (extremely long. read it only if you have a lot of time on your hands)
Not much of a post, and i apologise for that. I promise the next post will more than make up for it (or so i hope at least. Lol)
Anyway, i'm off for now, got some studying to do (which in most probability will not happen as i will either fall asleep or find the newspaper WAY more engrossing). Until next time, goodbye, and happy reading my stories.
Friday, August 24, 2007
Shooting The Breeze
Realize i've been blogging very infrequently of late, and feel slightly guilty about that. So here i am, struggling through another entry, even though i have nothing of any significance to say. But seeing how i have a pretty decent knack for bullshitting, i'm gonna struggle some more.
Been running out of my macro class every single time after giving attendance for the past fortnight. The fact that we have two doors helps matters greatly. Gave me a real adrenalin rush the first 4-5 times (yes, i had never run out of a class before....i can hear you snigger. :-x), but now, frankly, it's getting to be a bit of a drag. Tried running out of micro today, but the professor's a real jerk, kept looking up every 5 minutes. Idiot.
The lousy weather is really getting me down. Travelling to college these days is such a major hassle anyway, i can't deal with that along with crummy weather. *sob*
I've got a spanking new bright pink 4 GB ipod! Yippieeeeee. :-D
Best part? My brother's never gonna borrow it, seeing how it's pink. Double yippieeeeeeeee.
My birthday's coming up in less than a month. Triple......you catch my drift. Just that, despite the crummy weather, i've been in a pretty good mood lately. Let's hope it lasts. Coming back to my birthday, for the uninitiated, it's on the 21st of September, and i happen to share it with a very good friend of mine. So we'll celebrate together, and it will be So. Much. Fun. :-)
Last year as a teenager. Better make the most of it. *sigh*
Guess what i've kept as my display name on orkut at present. Keep in mind the facts that Chak De India has recently been released, and that i'm inordinately fond of one particular actor.
Shahrukh is sooooooo yummy! Self explanatory. :-p
Also, I've realized there's more (so much more.....lol) to The Doors than just 'Roadhouse Blues' and Jim Morrison. Brilliant band, brilliant music and absolutely brilliant lyrics (courtesy Morrison; he wrote most of their songs). You might wanna listen to some of their stuff, especially their first album (self-titled).
And now i'm feeling inexplicably sleepy, so i'm gonna cut the crap.
Until next time (which shall be very soon, hopefully), goodbye and go watch Chak De!
P.S. - To get you started off on The Doors, here's the link to the video of the first Doors' song i ever heard. Not 'Light My Fire', just for the record. Do take a look.
Been running out of my macro class every single time after giving attendance for the past fortnight. The fact that we have two doors helps matters greatly. Gave me a real adrenalin rush the first 4-5 times (yes, i had never run out of a class before....i can hear you snigger. :-x), but now, frankly, it's getting to be a bit of a drag. Tried running out of micro today, but the professor's a real jerk, kept looking up every 5 minutes. Idiot.
The lousy weather is really getting me down. Travelling to college these days is such a major hassle anyway, i can't deal with that along with crummy weather. *sob*
I've got a spanking new bright pink 4 GB ipod! Yippieeeeee. :-D
Best part? My brother's never gonna borrow it, seeing how it's pink. Double yippieeeeeeeee.
My birthday's coming up in less than a month. Triple......you catch my drift. Just that, despite the crummy weather, i've been in a pretty good mood lately. Let's hope it lasts. Coming back to my birthday, for the uninitiated, it's on the 21st of September, and i happen to share it with a very good friend of mine. So we'll celebrate together, and it will be So. Much. Fun. :-)
Last year as a teenager. Better make the most of it. *sigh*
Guess what i've kept as my display name on orkut at present. Keep in mind the facts that Chak De India has recently been released, and that i'm inordinately fond of one particular actor.
Shahrukh is sooooooo yummy! Self explanatory. :-p
Also, I've realized there's more (so much more.....lol) to The Doors than just 'Roadhouse Blues' and Jim Morrison. Brilliant band, brilliant music and absolutely brilliant lyrics (courtesy Morrison; he wrote most of their songs). You might wanna listen to some of their stuff, especially their first album (self-titled).
And now i'm feeling inexplicably sleepy, so i'm gonna cut the crap.
Until next time (which shall be very soon, hopefully), goodbye and go watch Chak De!
P.S. - To get you started off on The Doors, here's the link to the video of the first Doors' song i ever heard. Not 'Light My Fire', just for the record. Do take a look.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Wind of Change
Funny how things change behind your back without you finding out until it's too late. And funny how you think you're perfectly okay with the idea of change, but then you realize that you're not, and that change scares the shit out of you.
And funny how you never seem to learn that some things just can't be helped.
I never realized it, but my life's followed a pretty steady path so far. I've lived in the same city all my life, same house even. I've never changed schools, was in the same school for 13 years. Still hang out with pretty much the same set of friends, people i've know for quite a few years (except for my college friends of course, seeing how i've only been in college for about a year). Like the same actor i've liked ever since i was inducted into the world of movies. My favorite cuisine's been the same for the past 15 years. (Shahrukh Khan and Chinese respectively, just for the record).
I guess that's made me a little too complacent. And a little sensitive to change. Better start getting used to it.
And funny how you never seem to learn that some things just can't be helped.
I never realized it, but my life's followed a pretty steady path so far. I've lived in the same city all my life, same house even. I've never changed schools, was in the same school for 13 years. Still hang out with pretty much the same set of friends, people i've know for quite a few years (except for my college friends of course, seeing how i've only been in college for about a year). Like the same actor i've liked ever since i was inducted into the world of movies. My favorite cuisine's been the same for the past 15 years. (Shahrukh Khan and Chinese respectively, just for the record).
I guess that's made me a little too complacent. And a little sensitive to change. Better start getting used to it.
Anyway, i'm done cribbing. so i'm gonna take off. Will go have my 6th Snickers of the day (there really shouldn't be so much chocolate in the fridge, especially when you're not exactly in the best of moods).
Until next time, good bye, and a belated Happy Independence Day to everyone (i'm gonna spare everyone and not talk about how it's lost it's relevance in today's times).
Friday, August 03, 2007
Tag!
So i finally get down to doing a looooooong overdue tag. Both Jahanbi and Arunima had tagged me, that too about a month and a half back, so i better get down to it.
5 of my favorite characters from books.
1. Holden Caulfied from 'The Catcher in the Rye'. My favorite-est character ever. The way he was completely messed up in his head, the compulsive lying, the crazy swearing, the (so-called) teenage angst, i love everything about him. At the risk of sounding cliched, in all of us there's a little bit of Holden Caulfied. :-p
2. Arthur Dent from 'The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy'. Yeah i know most people prefer Ford Prefect, coz he's funnier and wittier and cooler, but Arthur is just such a sweetheart. I feel so sorry for him, the way his life keeps getting fucked up as soon as some semblance of order is established. And he's such a naive, helpless thing.
3. Atticus Finch, from 'To Kill a Mockingbird'. Self-explanatory.
4. Rhett Butler, from 'Gone With the Wind'. Though i didn't thing the book was anything extraordinary, i loved Rhett's character. He was so suave, so hot. ;-)
5. Hamlet from, well, Hamlet. Even though he's full of faults, his intensity is extremely appealing. And the fact that he might be slightly mad makes him highly interesting.
Alright, i know that the tag only calls for 5, but i can't help but include a sixth character.
6. Scout, from 'To Kill a Mockingbird'. Yes i know, 2 characters from the same book. I like the book THAT much. She's a brilliant kid. Perceptive, smart, witty. That's the kid i always wanted to be. :-p
5 of my favorite characters from books.
1. Holden Caulfied from 'The Catcher in the Rye'. My favorite-est character ever. The way he was completely messed up in his head, the compulsive lying, the crazy swearing, the (so-called) teenage angst, i love everything about him. At the risk of sounding cliched, in all of us there's a little bit of Holden Caulfied. :-p
2. Arthur Dent from 'The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy'. Yeah i know most people prefer Ford Prefect, coz he's funnier and wittier and cooler, but Arthur is just such a sweetheart. I feel so sorry for him, the way his life keeps getting fucked up as soon as some semblance of order is established. And he's such a naive, helpless thing.
3. Atticus Finch, from 'To Kill a Mockingbird'. Self-explanatory.
4. Rhett Butler, from 'Gone With the Wind'. Though i didn't thing the book was anything extraordinary, i loved Rhett's character. He was so suave, so hot. ;-)
5. Hamlet from, well, Hamlet. Even though he's full of faults, his intensity is extremely appealing. And the fact that he might be slightly mad makes him highly interesting.
Alright, i know that the tag only calls for 5, but i can't help but include a sixth character.
6. Scout, from 'To Kill a Mockingbird'. Yes i know, 2 characters from the same book. I like the book THAT much. She's a brilliant kid. Perceptive, smart, witty. That's the kid i always wanted to be. :-p
Alright, now that's done. My turn to do some tagging. I tag Aditya, Diya, J and Sahaj.
Goodbye all!
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Random Ramblings
So, wedding's over. Lots of fun n all that. Will spare you the boring details ( details of family gatherings and weddings and festivals, however fun you might have had, are highly boring for people who weren't there). Uncle and his wife have gone to Bali for 16 days(!!!!!!!) for their honeymoon, where they'll be staying in a private villa with its own private swimming pool.
I want to get married too!
I want to get married too!
Well not really, i just want to stay in a private villa with a swimming pool.
*imagines herself frolicking about in the sun with a drink in one hand, feels ridiculously pleased*
Alright, back to real life.
Results out. Did pretty decently. :-D
Got a new hairdo. Looked terrific the day i got it. Looks nothing but messy now.
Very sleepy right now. Am taking off.
Until next time, goodbye and please tell me you didn't queue up at 6:30 in the morning to buy HP.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Spreading the Joy
Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy college has finally reopened! :-D
And i'm feeling too lazy to write a longish post, so i'm gonna pass this time round.
Uncle's getting married this weekend so double yay!
I'm happy.
And i'm feeling too lazy to write a longish post, so i'm gonna pass this time round.
Uncle's getting married this weekend so double yay!
I'm happy.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
I'm Okay
Don't have too much time at the moment, just wanted to let everyone know i'm perfectly fine now. The birds are singing and the sky is blue everything is alright with the world and all that jazz. :-p
A combination of frustration and pms i'm guessing, which lasted for a day. Thanks for the concern. :-)
Oh and for the record, i watched Harry Potter first day first show. I've never done that for any movie before, and i'm not even that big a fan! More on that later.
Until next time, goodbye and yay monsoon is finally here! :-D
A combination of frustration and pms i'm guessing, which lasted for a day. Thanks for the concern. :-)
Oh and for the record, i watched Harry Potter first day first show. I've never done that for any movie before, and i'm not even that big a fan! More on that later.
Until next time, goodbye and yay monsoon is finally here! :-D
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
I Hear You
I seem to have got some pretty bad feedback about the new *ahem* template, and okay, maybe it's a tad mismatched. :-p
But hey i happen to really like it! And i was so frikkin bored with the old one i desperately wanted a new template. And in my opinion, pink and blue looks pretty nice. So there!
No wait, i have a better idea. How about you guys (the public, effectively. lol) come up with the colour combination for my template? Oooh boy, this is gonna be fun. Okay here's what the general idea is. You guys come up with a two-colour combination, and i promise to put up all of them, one by one. Deal?
And whichever looks the best stays for good (unless all of them look crappy. which means i revert back to the original pink-blue template).
College reopens in about ten days. Wedding's coming up in about fifteen. Life's gonna get busy real soon. And i'm not talking about fuck-i-wish-i-could-just-die busy, but yay-life's-looking-good busy. :-D
Aaaaand, my driving lessons have begun. After months of procrastination and getting up late and not being in town and just being plain lazy, they have FINALLY begun. Today was my first day, and all i can say is, DRIVING'S IN MY BLOOD. :-p
Okay let's not go that far. Let's just say that I had an absolutely terrific time. Driving is So. Much. Fun.
Well that's about it for now. Life's been running on first gear (hah! car-speak. :-p) for a while so my posts have become a little jaded. Need to liven them up....
Anyway i'm off, this delectable chocolate tart is calling out to me.
Until next time, goodbye and enjoy the fleeting good weather.
But hey i happen to really like it! And i was so frikkin bored with the old one i desperately wanted a new template. And in my opinion, pink and blue looks pretty nice. So there!
No wait, i have a better idea. How about you guys (the public, effectively. lol) come up with the colour combination for my template? Oooh boy, this is gonna be fun. Okay here's what the general idea is. You guys come up with a two-colour combination, and i promise to put up all of them, one by one. Deal?
And whichever looks the best stays for good (unless all of them look crappy. which means i revert back to the original pink-blue template).
College reopens in about ten days. Wedding's coming up in about fifteen. Life's gonna get busy real soon. And i'm not talking about fuck-i-wish-i-could-just-die busy, but yay-life's-looking-good busy. :-D
Aaaaand, my driving lessons have begun. After months of procrastination and getting up late and not being in town and just being plain lazy, they have FINALLY begun. Today was my first day, and all i can say is, DRIVING'S IN MY BLOOD. :-p
Okay let's not go that far. Let's just say that I had an absolutely terrific time. Driving is So. Much. Fun.
Well that's about it for now. Life's been running on first gear (hah! car-speak. :-p) for a while so my posts have become a little jaded. Need to liven them up....
Anyway i'm off, this delectable chocolate tart is calling out to me.
Until next time, goodbye and enjoy the fleeting good weather.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
On a Rainy Day
My kid brother narrated to me, what he called, a non-veg joke for the very first time a few days ago. Now you may have read about my brother in a previous post of mine. If you haven't, go take a look here. And even if you have, you might as well take a look still, just for basic background info.
Here's how the conversation went, more or less.
Deep (that's my brother, for the uninitiated) - Didi, wanna hear a joke?
Me - Sure, go ahead.
Deep - Well, i gotta warn you, it's got explikit language.
Me (a little worried, but trying not to show it) - Deep it's not explikit, it's explicit. You pronounce it like an 'S'.
Deep - Aah okay. Well anyway, you wanna hear it?
Me (a little reluctantly) - Yeah okay. Go on.
And then, as you will have it, he proceeds to tell me an extremely silly joke with, yes, a lot of profanities, thankfully in English (i have no idea what i would've done if he'd told me one with Hindi swear words). I will spare you the joke.
I force out a weak giggle, which unfortunately encourages him, coz then he asks me if i'd like to hear another one.
I decline the offer, using the dire need to make a call right then as an excuse (rather weak i know, but i was clutching at straws).
Whew, i find it slightly hard to hold a conversation with Deep these days without discovering something new about him (as well as myself for that matter. for instance, the fact that swear words could make me cringe. that was new)
Anyway, i saw Ocean's Thirteen today. Pretty nice movie, much better than Twelve. Brad Pitt looks a little jaded (but then i never liked him much anyway. always preferred Tom Cruise). George Clooney is hot as ever. And Al Pacino is fabulous. Worth a watch.
Am reading A Hundred Years of Solitude at present (along with H2G2 of course). Heavy, but very entertaining reading. My first book by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Now i realize what the hype about him is all about.
Wonderful weather today. After catching the movie we drove around for a while. It was really nice. Delhi looks so pretty when it rains.
I'm all talked (or shall we say typed) out now so i'm gonna stop.
Until next time, goodbye and yes they do get the diamonds (hah ruined Ocean's Thirteen for you. :-p).
[ Added Later - Forgive me for the lame title. I'm not at my wittiest best right now. :-D ]
Here's how the conversation went, more or less.
Deep (that's my brother, for the uninitiated) - Didi, wanna hear a joke?
Me - Sure, go ahead.
Deep - Well, i gotta warn you, it's got explikit language.
Me (a little worried, but trying not to show it) - Deep it's not explikit, it's explicit. You pronounce it like an 'S'.
Deep - Aah okay. Well anyway, you wanna hear it?
Me (a little reluctantly) - Yeah okay. Go on.
And then, as you will have it, he proceeds to tell me an extremely silly joke with, yes, a lot of profanities, thankfully in English (i have no idea what i would've done if he'd told me one with Hindi swear words). I will spare you the joke.
I force out a weak giggle, which unfortunately encourages him, coz then he asks me if i'd like to hear another one.
I decline the offer, using the dire need to make a call right then as an excuse (rather weak i know, but i was clutching at straws).
Whew, i find it slightly hard to hold a conversation with Deep these days without discovering something new about him (as well as myself for that matter. for instance, the fact that swear words could make me cringe. that was new)
Anyway, i saw Ocean's Thirteen today. Pretty nice movie, much better than Twelve. Brad Pitt looks a little jaded (but then i never liked him much anyway. always preferred Tom Cruise). George Clooney is hot as ever. And Al Pacino is fabulous. Worth a watch.
Am reading A Hundred Years of Solitude at present (along with H2G2 of course). Heavy, but very entertaining reading. My first book by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Now i realize what the hype about him is all about.
Wonderful weather today. After catching the movie we drove around for a while. It was really nice. Delhi looks so pretty when it rains.
I'm all talked (or shall we say typed) out now so i'm gonna stop.
Until next time, goodbye and yes they do get the diamonds (hah ruined Ocean's Thirteen for you. :-p).
[ Added Later - Forgive me for the lame title. I'm not at my wittiest best right now. :-D ]
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Of Procrastination, Blasphemy, Dares and Shopping
I've been feeling real lazy lately, so much so that blogging actually seems like a chore (okay sacrilege, blasphemy n all that but i don't really care). Anyway, i've been feeling a little guilty about that, so i'm gonna write a reeeaaaaal long entry today (or i'll try real hard at least). And since i don't really have anything to write about in particular, it's gonna be long-winded, boring, disjoint ramblings. So you've been warned.
My uncle's wedding is coming up in july. So people at home have been shopping like there's no tomorrow. I never thought i'd say this, but i'm a little sick of shopping now. I flatly refused to accompany mum today for what must be the millionth shopping trip in the last couple of weeks.
I really enjoyed the first 3-4 days of shopping, mainly because all my stuff was bought then. :-p
I bought 3 saris, beeaaaauuuutiful all of them. And yes i'll spare you, i'm not gonna describe them in minute detail, though i'm extremely tempted to do so. Tell you what, i'll describe them in a footnote, so you have the option of not having to read it. I also bought a lovely pair of very delicate sandals, and gave a salwar kurta for stitching. So basically i have lots of very pretty new clothes AND a new pair of shoes. :-D
What actually made me nearly lose my mind was the marathon jewellery shopping that happened yesterday. We left home at 12 noon and came back at 8 in the night! 8 frikkin hours! Dad was sick by the end of it, i started cribbing at about 3 o' clock (which resulted in mum asking dad to buy me something. Now i'm the proud owner of a very pretty pair of star shaped gold earrings. They're tiny and extremely classy), and mum had a lovely time all through.
Another thing which i thought i'd never say (what do you know, it's been a week of revelations), but i'm quite sick of going out everyday. I haven't been home a single day (well except for today) ever since i got back from Ooty. If it's not shopping, it's meeting up with friends, watching movies, eating out and well just hanging out in general. And now i'm heartily sick of the whole thing. I'm gonna stick around at home for a few days. Sleep, read, listen to music. Cut down my talking-on-the-phone too. I have to admit, i've been yakking on the phone waaaaaaaaaay too much lately. One of the very few times i agree with mum.
Oh incidentally, The Kiterunner in a brillaint book, and right up there with my other favorites. I'm gonna buy Khaled Hussaini's new book now. The man writes wonderfully.
These days i have nothing new to read, except some old Archies that i dug up, so i'm rereading the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy again. And rediscovering Douglas Adams' sheer comic genius. Though i still like P.G. Wodehouse better anyday, but Adams comes a close second.
While we're on the topic of books, i wanted to ask, how's Kafka? I've never read anything by him, but i've heard he's supposed to be pretty good.
Anyway, right now (and for the next 48 hours) my profile name on orkut is "Why do girls suck?". Wondering why? Well it's a dare. Wondering why that particular name? That's too long a story, and i'll tell you guys about it in some other post.
Wondering why i'm so stupid to have actually accepted an inane dare like that? Well the person who dared me agreed to keep a name which i'd come up with if only i kept this one as mine. And it was a little bit of a win-win situation for me, coz he'd already kept two (quite unflattering)names which i'd come up with without making me do anything. Presently he's known as "Deep down, sex scares the shit out of me!". :-p
I can go on longer, but i feel like reading H2G2, so i'm gonna stop (heaving a sigh of relief aren't you?) and I'm gonna let you continue doing whatever you were doing prior to coming to my blog.
Until next time, goodbye, and remember, the solution to all your problems is 42.
Footnote : You really thought i'd forget about the footnote? Hah, wishful thinking. Alright, so the sari i'm going to wear on the wedding is a kora silk. It's deep pink in colour, and it's sort of got two pink shades. The border and the 'aanchal' have delicate gold work on them.
The reception sari is a black kanjeevaram. It's a very light kanjeevaram, almost sheer. And it's got maroon and gold work on the border and the "aanchal', and very light maroon designing on the whole body, few and far apart. Let's just say it's one of the most beautiful saris i've ever seen. It's absolutely gorgeous.
Okay, coming to the third one, it's meant for a function which bengalis have in the afternoon, a couple of days after the wedding, called 'boubhaat'. It's a purple cotton sari, very simple, and very pretty. :-)
All in all, i'm very happy with all the saris. :-D
(I'm not gonna describe the salwar kurta (not yet at least), coz i don't feel like right now.)
My uncle's wedding is coming up in july. So people at home have been shopping like there's no tomorrow. I never thought i'd say this, but i'm a little sick of shopping now. I flatly refused to accompany mum today for what must be the millionth shopping trip in the last couple of weeks.
I really enjoyed the first 3-4 days of shopping, mainly because all my stuff was bought then. :-p
I bought 3 saris, beeaaaauuuutiful all of them. And yes i'll spare you, i'm not gonna describe them in minute detail, though i'm extremely tempted to do so. Tell you what, i'll describe them in a footnote, so you have the option of not having to read it. I also bought a lovely pair of very delicate sandals, and gave a salwar kurta for stitching. So basically i have lots of very pretty new clothes AND a new pair of shoes. :-D
What actually made me nearly lose my mind was the marathon jewellery shopping that happened yesterday. We left home at 12 noon and came back at 8 in the night! 8 frikkin hours! Dad was sick by the end of it, i started cribbing at about 3 o' clock (which resulted in mum asking dad to buy me something. Now i'm the proud owner of a very pretty pair of star shaped gold earrings. They're tiny and extremely classy), and mum had a lovely time all through.
Another thing which i thought i'd never say (what do you know, it's been a week of revelations), but i'm quite sick of going out everyday. I haven't been home a single day (well except for today) ever since i got back from Ooty. If it's not shopping, it's meeting up with friends, watching movies, eating out and well just hanging out in general. And now i'm heartily sick of the whole thing. I'm gonna stick around at home for a few days. Sleep, read, listen to music. Cut down my talking-on-the-phone too. I have to admit, i've been yakking on the phone waaaaaaaaaay too much lately. One of the very few times i agree with mum.
Oh incidentally, The Kiterunner in a brillaint book, and right up there with my other favorites. I'm gonna buy Khaled Hussaini's new book now. The man writes wonderfully.
These days i have nothing new to read, except some old Archies that i dug up, so i'm rereading the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy again. And rediscovering Douglas Adams' sheer comic genius. Though i still like P.G. Wodehouse better anyday, but Adams comes a close second.
While we're on the topic of books, i wanted to ask, how's Kafka? I've never read anything by him, but i've heard he's supposed to be pretty good.
Anyway, right now (and for the next 48 hours) my profile name on orkut is "Why do girls suck?". Wondering why? Well it's a dare. Wondering why that particular name? That's too long a story, and i'll tell you guys about it in some other post.
Wondering why i'm so stupid to have actually accepted an inane dare like that? Well the person who dared me agreed to keep a name which i'd come up with if only i kept this one as mine. And it was a little bit of a win-win situation for me, coz he'd already kept two (quite unflattering)names which i'd come up with without making me do anything. Presently he's known as "Deep down, sex scares the shit out of me!". :-p
I can go on longer, but i feel like reading H2G2, so i'm gonna stop (heaving a sigh of relief aren't you?) and I'm gonna let you continue doing whatever you were doing prior to coming to my blog.
Until next time, goodbye, and remember, the solution to all your problems is 42.
Footnote : You really thought i'd forget about the footnote? Hah, wishful thinking. Alright, so the sari i'm going to wear on the wedding is a kora silk. It's deep pink in colour, and it's sort of got two pink shades. The border and the 'aanchal' have delicate gold work on them.
The reception sari is a black kanjeevaram. It's a very light kanjeevaram, almost sheer. And it's got maroon and gold work on the border and the "aanchal', and very light maroon designing on the whole body, few and far apart. Let's just say it's one of the most beautiful saris i've ever seen. It's absolutely gorgeous.
Okay, coming to the third one, it's meant for a function which bengalis have in the afternoon, a couple of days after the wedding, called 'boubhaat'. It's a purple cotton sari, very simple, and very pretty. :-)
All in all, i'm very happy with all the saris. :-D
(I'm not gonna describe the salwar kurta (not yet at least), coz i don't feel like right now.)
Friday, June 15, 2007
Unintended Sabbatical
O-kayyyyyyyyyy, so the reason i haven't blogged in a ve-ery long time is because
- I wasn't in town for about eight days. Had gone to ooty. Absolutely lovely place, had a nice lazy family vacation. Nearly wept when the pilot told us it's 47 degrees in Delhi.
- My net was on the blink till today. Almost went nuts, honestly.
Well that's that, and well, i'm back. About a month of hols left. Looking forward to college, but sure as hell not looking forward to the results. Unfortuntely the two seem to go hand in hand. Stupid technicalities.
Started reading this brilliant book yesterday, Kiterunner, and haven't been able to put it down. It's absolutely amazing. And now that i mention it, it's lying in front of me and practically calling out to me.
So what i'm gonna do is, i'm gonna cut this post short, and i'm gonna go read Kiterunner, and i'm gonna write a proper post next time round. What you can do is, you can take a look here. SO WHAT if you couldn't go to Bangalore???? All hail youtube! Who needs a live concert when you've got Aerosmith singing for you right on your computer screens.
*tries to believe what she's just written is in fact completely true but fails miserably. regrets being a delhiite for the very first time in her life (no wait, what about the roger waters gig? and the rolling stones? and iron maide......oh what the helllllllllll) and bangs her head against the screen*
Goodbye all, i have a rendezvous with the Kiterunner.
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Random
I'm bored. And slightly pissed. Just got back home after watching Cheeni Kum for the second time. And it isn't exactly the kind of movie you can watch twice, that too twice in a span of three days.
The first time round it was still bearable, funny in parts. This time it was sheer torture, sitting through the movie. Thanks to mommy dearest, who booked my ticket without informing me.
Now i know it's got pretty good ratings n all, but i found it highly boring. And the people i went with the first time (mum quite liked it. women, i tell you) will second that (except for nitish that is, who quite liked it. :-p).
Anyway, this isn't a review, so i'm gonna stop talking about that movie, and talk about something else instead.
Hmm, let's see. I'm really really bored right now. First time i've felt bored since the hols have begun. Not bad actually, almost a month without being hit by boredom. I'm quite proud of myself.
I've been real confused lately. About some real important stuff. And that's not really a good thing. I've done enough of soul-searching and all that and it's not helping. It's all clear-cut and black and white, as long as those things called feelings don't come into the picture. Jeez......
As soon as i start taking some semblance of a decision, something happens which, as you may have it, messes with my head all over again. Annoying is an understatement. I'm liable to lose my mind pretty soon.
Wish things could be a little less complicated, honestly.
Okay, enough of the melodrama already. I'm gonna quit pissing you guys off and i'm gonna change the subject.
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Can't believe it. For some reason, my mind is drawing a complete blank. Either the boredom is getting to me, in which case there isn't much i can do, or the too-much-of-unnecessary-thinking is getting to me, in which case i need psychiatric help.
I'm gonna cut the crap now, been bullshitting long enough. You can go do something more productive than reading my blog (do you realize that this entry has served no purpose whatsoever except for having wasted a hell lot of your time? :-p).
Until next time, goodbye. It's been nice knowing you.
P.S. - arunima, you've been tagged!!!! :-p
The first time round it was still bearable, funny in parts. This time it was sheer torture, sitting through the movie. Thanks to mommy dearest, who booked my ticket without informing me.
Now i know it's got pretty good ratings n all, but i found it highly boring. And the people i went with the first time (mum quite liked it. women, i tell you) will second that (except for nitish that is, who quite liked it. :-p).
Anyway, this isn't a review, so i'm gonna stop talking about that movie, and talk about something else instead.
Hmm, let's see. I'm really really bored right now. First time i've felt bored since the hols have begun. Not bad actually, almost a month without being hit by boredom. I'm quite proud of myself.
I've been real confused lately. About some real important stuff. And that's not really a good thing. I've done enough of soul-searching and all that and it's not helping. It's all clear-cut and black and white, as long as those things called feelings don't come into the picture. Jeez......
As soon as i start taking some semblance of a decision, something happens which, as you may have it, messes with my head all over again. Annoying is an understatement. I'm liable to lose my mind pretty soon.
Wish things could be a little less complicated, honestly.
Okay, enough of the melodrama already. I'm gonna quit pissing you guys off and i'm gonna change the subject.
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Can't believe it. For some reason, my mind is drawing a complete blank. Either the boredom is getting to me, in which case there isn't much i can do, or the too-much-of-unnecessary-thinking is getting to me, in which case i need psychiatric help.
I'm gonna cut the crap now, been bullshitting long enough. You can go do something more productive than reading my blog (do you realize that this entry has served no purpose whatsoever except for having wasted a hell lot of your time? :-p).
Until next time, goodbye. It's been nice knowing you.
P.S. - arunima, you've been tagged!!!! :-p
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Tags
Okay i have a couple of, no wait, THREE (dammit!!) tags pending and i've been putting them off for a long long time. But no more procrastination, i'm gonna do two of them TO-DAY. Pat on the back for me.
The first one, tagged by Diya.
8 things i like about summer.
(now this one was a toughie coz i'm not that big a fan of summer, but i tried my best. :-p)
1. Mangoes! One of the very few fruits i genuinely like.
2. Swimming. Swimming is seriously such a pleasure in the awful delhi heat. And it's the only sport (?) which has managed to keep me interested for more than a couple of years (been doing it for 12 years...)
3. Holidayssssssss. It's the only time of the year when you're officially allowed uninterrupted 2 months of doing nothing. :-D
4. My grandmum's terrific kulfi. I've never had kulfi which tastes so good, seriously.
5. No exams! Yeah, wonder if you've noticed that there are no exams in summer. :-D
6. Pretty, girly, skimpy (hehehe) clothes. Out with the skirts, in with the thick sweaters. :-p
7. Bucketfuls of cold coffee and mangoshake. (okay, weak, i know. but cut me some slack, i'm clutching at straws here!)
8. Air-conditioning. (yeah okay you can kill me now)
The second one, tagged by Mr. J.
Five things you don’t know about me.
1. I have pretty good long-term memory but i have godawful short-term memory. I'll remember stuff which happened eons ago, but i won't remember what you told me a couple of minutes ago.
2. I have this ability to space out at will (earlier it used to happen on it's own, wasn't in my control, which was quite freaky, honestly speaking, and made me suspect that i was mildly schizophrenic. for the record, i still think i'm mildy schizophrenic......), which is a wonderful talent to have. Comes real handy in lectures and conversations with ancient (as well as unknown) relatives.
3. I've always wanted to get my left eyebrow pierced, but have never been able to muster up the courage coz i'm shit-scared of the pain. Someday maybe, hopefully.......
4. I'm wholly and completely dependant on my lenses. So much so that i actually feel helpless without them (and no it's not because i have high power(incidentally i DO have very high power) coz glasses don't work). I can go out of the house without water, my bag, my wallet, anything, but not without wearing my lenses.
5. I have ghastly taste in men. :-p
Phew, that's done, and i am proud of myself. Since i had such a tough time doing the first tag, i'm not gonna tag anybody with that. I guess it's not possible to love summers if you stay in delhi. Anyway, coming to the second tag, i tag Aditya, Richa (coz she's already done two tags in a row, and you know what they say...3rd time lucky and all that. :-p), Siddharth (coz he hasn't updated in ages) and Sunali.
Until next time, goodbye all, and enjoy the mangoes. :-D
The first one, tagged by Diya.
8 things i like about summer.
(now this one was a toughie coz i'm not that big a fan of summer, but i tried my best. :-p)
1. Mangoes! One of the very few fruits i genuinely like.
2. Swimming. Swimming is seriously such a pleasure in the awful delhi heat. And it's the only sport (?) which has managed to keep me interested for more than a couple of years (been doing it for 12 years...)
3. Holidayssssssss. It's the only time of the year when you're officially allowed uninterrupted 2 months of doing nothing. :-D
4. My grandmum's terrific kulfi. I've never had kulfi which tastes so good, seriously.
5. No exams! Yeah, wonder if you've noticed that there are no exams in summer. :-D
6. Pretty, girly, skimpy (hehehe) clothes. Out with the skirts, in with the thick sweaters. :-p
7. Bucketfuls of cold coffee and mangoshake. (okay, weak, i know. but cut me some slack, i'm clutching at straws here!)
8. Air-conditioning. (yeah okay you can kill me now)
The second one, tagged by Mr. J.
Five things you don’t know about me.
1. I have pretty good long-term memory but i have godawful short-term memory. I'll remember stuff which happened eons ago, but i won't remember what you told me a couple of minutes ago.
2. I have this ability to space out at will (earlier it used to happen on it's own, wasn't in my control, which was quite freaky, honestly speaking, and made me suspect that i was mildly schizophrenic. for the record, i still think i'm mildy schizophrenic......), which is a wonderful talent to have. Comes real handy in lectures and conversations with ancient (as well as unknown) relatives.
3. I've always wanted to get my left eyebrow pierced, but have never been able to muster up the courage coz i'm shit-scared of the pain. Someday maybe, hopefully.......
4. I'm wholly and completely dependant on my lenses. So much so that i actually feel helpless without them (and no it's not because i have high power(incidentally i DO have very high power) coz glasses don't work). I can go out of the house without water, my bag, my wallet, anything, but not without wearing my lenses.
5. I have ghastly taste in men. :-p
Phew, that's done, and i am proud of myself. Since i had such a tough time doing the first tag, i'm not gonna tag anybody with that. I guess it's not possible to love summers if you stay in delhi. Anyway, coming to the second tag, i tag Aditya, Richa (coz she's already done two tags in a row, and you know what they say...3rd time lucky and all that. :-p), Siddharth (coz he hasn't updated in ages) and Sunali.
Until next time, goodbye all, and enjoy the mangoes. :-D
Saturday, May 19, 2007
Khasmanu Khanya
Okay, the reason i haven't blogged in a while is because...i was on my first unchaperoned trip!!!! And it was So. Much. Fun. Seven of us went to Amritsar for a couple of days and we had the whackiest time ever!
Incidentally, i might not have even gone for the trip. i suddenly developed fever the day before we were supposed to leave. And mum categorically told me that there was no way i would travel with fever. I whined, yelled, even shed a few tears, but to no avail. Our train was at 7:20 AM in the morning. Next morning mum woke me up at around five-ish to check my temperature, and what do you know, i didn't have fever!!! I whooped with joy and mum did my packing in thirty minutes flat (how in heaven's name do they do stuff like that???) and off we were, to New Delhi Railway Station. I frantically messaged everyone to let them know that i would, in fact, be able to make it (thank god Girija didn't get my tickets cancelled), all the while grinning widely.
There is no way i can even begin to explain the amount of fun we had (and thankfully i was perfectly fine during the trip...wonder why i had fever for a day). It was WILD.
There are some extremely *ahem* interesting photos, as well as ve-ery interesting videos (videos courtesy anisha, the idiot. and since she was videotaping us, there are no embarrassing videos of her. dammit) of us, which we cannot possibly show to anyone.
I've been nicknamed TGIF, thanks to my capabilities for entertaining people. Thing is, my Hindi isn't too good. So i usually avoid talking in Hindi (for the record, this is because I'm Bengali). And these guys happen to know this. So what they did was, (amongst various other things. mean things!), they forbid me from talking in English the whole of that night. AND made me translate different, and very interesting sentences into Hindi. AND made me swear in Hindi. AND made audio and video clips of that. Wonderful friends i have, i tell you. Incidentally, I'm hoping everyone got the significance of TGIF (watch Bheja Fry if you didn't).
And oh, the food...... Amritsar has absolutely fantastic food! We ate like food was going out of fashion. Man.....
And yeah, an extremely funny thing happened to us. Our car was chased by a bunch of guys in their car real late at night! Half of us freaked out and the other half couldn't stop laughing. :-p
Of course, we did the usual touristy things as well. We visited the golden temple both the days. It's beautiful, especially at night. And we saw the Wagah border, and Jallianwallah Bagh, and the museum of Ranjit Singh. It was really nice.
If seven girls can have so much fun in two days in Amritsar, I can't even begin to imagine the kind of fun we're gonna have in Goa, for a week, with the whole college. Whoopieeeeeeee!!!!!
P.S. - the title has no connection whatsoever with the post, except for the fact that it's the only punjabi phrase (along with a couple of not-so-nice words. :-p) that i've learnt in Amritsar. It means go to hell. :-D Have a nice day everyone.
Incidentally, i might not have even gone for the trip. i suddenly developed fever the day before we were supposed to leave. And mum categorically told me that there was no way i would travel with fever. I whined, yelled, even shed a few tears, but to no avail. Our train was at 7:20 AM in the morning. Next morning mum woke me up at around five-ish to check my temperature, and what do you know, i didn't have fever!!! I whooped with joy and mum did my packing in thirty minutes flat (how in heaven's name do they do stuff like that???) and off we were, to New Delhi Railway Station. I frantically messaged everyone to let them know that i would, in fact, be able to make it (thank god Girija didn't get my tickets cancelled), all the while grinning widely.
There is no way i can even begin to explain the amount of fun we had (and thankfully i was perfectly fine during the trip...wonder why i had fever for a day). It was WILD.
There are some extremely *ahem* interesting photos, as well as ve-ery interesting videos (videos courtesy anisha, the idiot. and since she was videotaping us, there are no embarrassing videos of her. dammit) of us, which we cannot possibly show to anyone.
I've been nicknamed TGIF, thanks to my capabilities for entertaining people. Thing is, my Hindi isn't too good. So i usually avoid talking in Hindi (for the record, this is because I'm Bengali). And these guys happen to know this. So what they did was, (amongst various other things. mean things!), they forbid me from talking in English the whole of that night. AND made me translate different, and very interesting sentences into Hindi. AND made me swear in Hindi. AND made audio and video clips of that. Wonderful friends i have, i tell you. Incidentally, I'm hoping everyone got the significance of TGIF (watch Bheja Fry if you didn't).
And oh, the food...... Amritsar has absolutely fantastic food! We ate like food was going out of fashion. Man.....
And yeah, an extremely funny thing happened to us. Our car was chased by a bunch of guys in their car real late at night! Half of us freaked out and the other half couldn't stop laughing. :-p
Of course, we did the usual touristy things as well. We visited the golden temple both the days. It's beautiful, especially at night. And we saw the Wagah border, and Jallianwallah Bagh, and the museum of Ranjit Singh. It was really nice.
If seven girls can have so much fun in two days in Amritsar, I can't even begin to imagine the kind of fun we're gonna have in Goa, for a week, with the whole college. Whoopieeeeeeee!!!!!
P.S. - the title has no connection whatsoever with the post, except for the fact that it's the only punjabi phrase (along with a couple of not-so-nice words. :-p) that i've learnt in Amritsar. It means go to hell. :-D Have a nice day everyone.
Saturday, May 12, 2007
Retrospection
Well well well, so my first year in college is over. A little hard to believe, coz I still feel new to college. But at the same time, I feel extremely attached to it, which, honestly speaking, I never thought would happen...
This one year has been one hell of a year, in more ways than one.
The first, and most obvious one, the transition from school to college. The first couple of months were pretty hard, to tell you the truth. I’d been in the same school for thirteen years, so it was practically like my second home, a place where I knew everyone and everyone knew me. And then came college, where nobody knew me and nobody cared, where I had to make a conscious effort to talk to people, to make friends. I was SO not used to that.
Missed school like hell in the beginning, disliked college like hell, would rush home as soon as classes ended, started valuing home like never before. :-p
But then, I gradually started enjoying college, started looking forward to coming to college, started wanting to stick around longer.
And then, one fine day, I realized that I had actually started loving college. I loved the dull red bricks of the building, the Xerox lawns, where a lot of my time was spent, even though I wasn’t part of dramsoc, Irfan’s, whose banta was to die for, the awfully dingy excuse for a canteen, the dayski point, and of course, the beautiful frontlawns, where most of my first year was spent, where so many vital issues were discussed, like UCB’s gorgeous winter collection, our love-lives, Jha’s havoc-wreaking tests, bad-hair days, where mine and Anisha’s Campus Improvement Programme (read - an excuse for bitching) materialized, where I grew to love SRCC.
Now if I look back, the thought that I actually used to hate college at one point of time is almost absurd. Funny how things change………..
Also, funny how priorities change. What seemed liked the most important thing a year back seems pretty insignificant now. Of course, using the same logic, what seems really important right now will cease to matter a year later I guess.
Incidentally, I’ve learnt a couple of things, albeit the hard way (which is how most learning experiences go I think. :-p). Actually on second thoughts, I’m going to leave that for another entry, coz this is getting a little too pensive as it is.
So until next time, goodbye, and thanks for all the fish.
This one year has been one hell of a year, in more ways than one.
The first, and most obvious one, the transition from school to college. The first couple of months were pretty hard, to tell you the truth. I’d been in the same school for thirteen years, so it was practically like my second home, a place where I knew everyone and everyone knew me. And then came college, where nobody knew me and nobody cared, where I had to make a conscious effort to talk to people, to make friends. I was SO not used to that.
Missed school like hell in the beginning, disliked college like hell, would rush home as soon as classes ended, started valuing home like never before. :-p
But then, I gradually started enjoying college, started looking forward to coming to college, started wanting to stick around longer.
And then, one fine day, I realized that I had actually started loving college. I loved the dull red bricks of the building, the Xerox lawns, where a lot of my time was spent, even though I wasn’t part of dramsoc, Irfan’s, whose banta was to die for, the awfully dingy excuse for a canteen, the dayski point, and of course, the beautiful frontlawns, where most of my first year was spent, where so many vital issues were discussed, like UCB’s gorgeous winter collection, our love-lives, Jha’s havoc-wreaking tests, bad-hair days, where mine and Anisha’s Campus Improvement Programme (read - an excuse for bitching) materialized, where I grew to love SRCC.
Now if I look back, the thought that I actually used to hate college at one point of time is almost absurd. Funny how things change………..
Also, funny how priorities change. What seemed liked the most important thing a year back seems pretty insignificant now. Of course, using the same logic, what seems really important right now will cease to matter a year later I guess.
Incidentally, I’ve learnt a couple of things, albeit the hard way (which is how most learning experiences go I think. :-p). Actually on second thoughts, I’m going to leave that for another entry, coz this is getting a little too pensive as it is.
So until next time, goodbye, and thanks for all the fish.
Friday, May 04, 2007
Of generation gaps and awkward conversations
Okay, this was actually supposed to be a part of the last entry, but sleep overcame me, so to speak, and i didn't get anywhere close to broaching the topic which i am about to, well, broach, now.
This entry is going to be about a highly interesting (highly interesting according to me, at least) conversation i had with my brother a while back. Before i proceed, a little bit of background info.
My brother is 13 years old (will turn 14 in july), is learning to play the drums, has an extremely high opinion of himself, listens to rock (thanks to me) and nu-metal (thanks to god knows who), is now taller than me, wants to grow his hair long and is a general nuisance and quite a smartass. Basically the usual teenage boy.
Coming to the actual conversation (keep the aforementioned things in mind while reading). A few months ago, i walked into the room where the computer's kept and saw him using it. I sat around waiting for him to finish whatever he was doing coz i needed to use it too.
Incidentally, in the past few months, we've started to get along pretty well and talk quite often. So generally we started talking, about this and that.
Then, in the middle of our conversation, he's like, "jeez, i'm so bored of porn man". Now i'm a pretty open-minded big sister (he'd showed me the finger at the dinner table when he was in the 4th grade and i hadn't said a word. My dad did ask him to NEVER do that rude gesture ever again....) and i know it's perfectly normal for boys his age (or any age for that matter) to watch porn, but i wasn't exactly prepared for the i'm-bored-of-porn bit.
But still, to keep the lines of communication open, and to be broadminded about the whole thing, i started telling him how it's completely normal for people to watch porn, and how everyone goes through this stage but how one should be careful to not let things out of hand (whatever that meant!!). He came back with a " i know didi, c'mon, i'm not a kid you know".
Feeling chastised, i decided to shut up and mind my own business when he asked me, "so you must've watched porn too right?". Now for the record, i HAVEN'T. The only thing that i've seen remotely related to anything like that was the dps video (which wasn't exactly a pleasant experience, honestly speaking). Anyway, after sitting with my mouth open for about ten seconds, i again told him the oh-everyone-goes-through-that-stage bit.
He wasn't very impressed with my answer but decided to let it pass (thank god!!). I was hoping that that would be the end of our little tete-a-tete but of course, it wasn't. He started telling me about how exactly he gets hold of the porn, when his friends started watching porn (either he didn't tell me when he started or my memory has sort of blocked it out), how it's no big deal (kid brother telling older sister porn is no big deal. What is the world coming to?) etc etc etc.
Before he could reach the inevitable, "didi where do babies come from?" (knowing fully well where exactly they came from and how exactly they come about. I know for a fact he's had 'that conversation' with an adult.), i decided to make my escape and sneaked out of the room when he got a little too engrossed in his Age Of Empires game (thank heaven's he wasn't watching porn in front of me!).
Now i've been dragged into a lot of amazingly uncomfortable conversations, but this one features amongst the top three.
Wonder if he's still bored of porn though........
This entry is going to be about a highly interesting (highly interesting according to me, at least) conversation i had with my brother a while back. Before i proceed, a little bit of background info.
My brother is 13 years old (will turn 14 in july), is learning to play the drums, has an extremely high opinion of himself, listens to rock (thanks to me) and nu-metal (thanks to god knows who), is now taller than me, wants to grow his hair long and is a general nuisance and quite a smartass. Basically the usual teenage boy.
Coming to the actual conversation (keep the aforementioned things in mind while reading). A few months ago, i walked into the room where the computer's kept and saw him using it. I sat around waiting for him to finish whatever he was doing coz i needed to use it too.
Incidentally, in the past few months, we've started to get along pretty well and talk quite often. So generally we started talking, about this and that.
Then, in the middle of our conversation, he's like, "jeez, i'm so bored of porn man". Now i'm a pretty open-minded big sister (he'd showed me the finger at the dinner table when he was in the 4th grade and i hadn't said a word. My dad did ask him to NEVER do that rude gesture ever again....) and i know it's perfectly normal for boys his age (or any age for that matter) to watch porn, but i wasn't exactly prepared for the i'm-bored-of-porn bit.
But still, to keep the lines of communication open, and to be broadminded about the whole thing, i started telling him how it's completely normal for people to watch porn, and how everyone goes through this stage but how one should be careful to not let things out of hand (whatever that meant!!). He came back with a " i know didi, c'mon, i'm not a kid you know".
Feeling chastised, i decided to shut up and mind my own business when he asked me, "so you must've watched porn too right?". Now for the record, i HAVEN'T. The only thing that i've seen remotely related to anything like that was the dps video (which wasn't exactly a pleasant experience, honestly speaking). Anyway, after sitting with my mouth open for about ten seconds, i again told him the oh-everyone-goes-through-that-stage bit.
He wasn't very impressed with my answer but decided to let it pass (thank god!!). I was hoping that that would be the end of our little tete-a-tete but of course, it wasn't. He started telling me about how exactly he gets hold of the porn, when his friends started watching porn (either he didn't tell me when he started or my memory has sort of blocked it out), how it's no big deal (kid brother telling older sister porn is no big deal. What is the world coming to?) etc etc etc.
Before he could reach the inevitable, "didi where do babies come from?" (knowing fully well where exactly they came from and how exactly they come about. I know for a fact he's had 'that conversation' with an adult.), i decided to make my escape and sneaked out of the room when he got a little too engrossed in his Age Of Empires game (thank heaven's he wasn't watching porn in front of me!).
Now i've been dragged into a lot of amazingly uncomfortable conversations, but this one features amongst the top three.
Wonder if he's still bored of porn though........
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