loooooooong time

a long long time since i've actually spent time on my precious blog...but what to do no...nothing to report or crib about...
actually i don't have anything to write about now also, but i was feeling guilty about neglecting my precious blog...therefore, i am going to spend some quality time with my blog...a maximum of 10 mins coz after that i gotta run for a lec...
well, i am happy and content now...devina gave me this awesome chivda that her mom makes and it has this aloo(for those of u who are worse at hindi than i am...its potato) thingies(weird word...but very prevalent)...which are really nice. the chivda in itself is very tasty...(btw, chivda is a gujju snack...i think)
i've been irritating people talking to them about balloo...completely pissed rameez off one day...lakshmy says that its below her dignity to talk to a stuffed bear...so she doesn't. liza calls him balu...and before u get mixed up, he's the bear from jungle book, not the flying one.
i learnt jive...4 weeks...i didn't realise how soon time passed by. had great fun. got these red shoes and kept threatening venkat that i would poke his feet with those shoes...should have...sheesh, missed oppurtunity
i seriously wish that u wouldn't read all the jabbering that i'm doing in this post...not worth reading. go read some of my better articles...seriously
why the hell did i even consider writing this piece of utter crap...c'mon...all i'm doing is talking about a cute stuffed bear and what i had for snacks.
i've also joined abhigyan...its this initiative where u teach the underpriviledged sections of the society...but the kids i'm supposed to teach hardly ever turn up. i wonder if they absolutely and completely hate me...but i'm not that much of a bitch now, am i?
shall be going home for durga puja...so yay. hope i can enjoy it a lot and eat a lot...
okay, now i gtg
cya
signing off
waiting...
xoxo
the rambler

tornado of deceit

the tornado of deceit

lost in the haze of destiny
i wandered away listlessly
i walked till i stumbled upon the lake
where the truth dwell in the wake

i looked at it with all my eyes and ears
till it brought to them tears
i couldn't take the truth for what it was
and ran away as fas'

time was past since i had given in
i became part of the sin
this world of deceit engulfed me
the truth in the shroud of lies, i see

it was too much to take
too much of a trouble to rake
it was best forgotten
and live with the sin

as i walked away
i heard its cry say,
"let me be free
from the bonds of destiny"

how could i,
a puppet at this game of lie
free it and let it go
when i was still to know

i stood there before it
agony on my face writ
while i tried to drag myself
away from the truth itself

it was tough
the going was rough
the lies besieged me
they never could leave thee

then i lost
my soul was what it cost
and though i decided to fight fate
it was too late

the truth was gone forever
in the worlds beyond yonder
lost, never to return
in the sands of the lost urn


xoxo
The Rambler

my thoughts on the drama at the parliament...

into the realm of despondency, the country will step
in the gloom of despair, the country will weep
in the fire of shame, the country will burn
into the shadow of corruption, the country will creep

the world will laugh, at the satire that the country has become
the world will see the farce, the country is displaying
the world will discuss the news, the country has created
the world will watch, as the drama is unfolding

the country lies at the mercy of those
from whom(probably) money is the only motivator
the country has descended to a pathos
there exists no longer a fit minister

this poem was written by me on the spur of the moment while i was watching the entire nuke deal debate...and i absolutely loved omar abdullah's and pranab mukherjee's speeches...and of course the irrepressible lalu prasad...
anyway, when the money was brought out, i felt so ashamed that this drama is unfolding in the parliament of my my country...i don't know who to believe, but i hope that this will be the last event of this sorts...

xoxo
The Rambler

return

A long time...yes a very long time since I have entered a post or even seen the face of my beloved blog...yet it seems so short...the holidays. Yes...the holidays...the wonderful days that I spent at home and in Europe...
I have a sense of disappointment as well as this feeling of pure joy. Joy, coz I was actually able to see some the finest architectural creations known to mankind and disappointed coz its over...those glorious days that I spent in Europe are now a part of my past. I will never be able to experience the amazement at the first sight of the Alps...or the complete awe with which I greeted the colioseum...
Apart from the trip, lots of other interesting stuff also happened during this period of 2 and half months. Like nadal dethroning federer to take the wimby crown, and I believe that the fate of the number 1 spot on the atp rankings is also the same...federer fans can argue as much as they like, but believe me that that’s gonna happen. Right now, am waiting for the Cincinnati event to end...I sincerely hope that nadal wins it. And the way nadal won the French open was simply amazing...
And then the nuke deal trust vote took place...and when money was brought out in the parliament, I truly felt ashamed to be a citizen of this country. And this took place when the whole world has its eyes on India...
And then of course, the consecutive blasts which took place leaving the residents of Bangalore and especially Ahmadabad completely devastated and shook the belief of people on humanity...
Will the terrorists stop at nothing???Targeting hospitals is a cowardly act of the highest order...the place which can give a person a second chance at life was targeted leaving people bereft of faith.
What I fail to understand in this entire scheme of things is what purpose is served by murdering the hapless common man?
signing off

Waiting for the dawn of a new era...
xoxo
the rambler

5 days into my hols...

yaaaaay...i've already had five days of my hols...
this is so much fun...but the wait was worth it...anyway, eg was decent...hopefully will be able to manage an A...
vacations are fun. am having loadsa fun at it. the other day we went on a ride on victoria...well thats a horse carriage sort of thing, for all u ignorant morons. it was hilarious. imagine the situation...the 7 of us on that smelly godforsaken ride...we couldn't stop laughing. it was so damn funny.
and just now i've discovered that a crow has made off with a piece of underwear...so funny. and now its flying about with it.maybe the crow is ashamed of moving about without any.
anyway backto the events of the last 5 days..wel i ate and slept and watched some tennis. a pretty good life i must say. now my cousin esha is tryin to make me do some stuff for her on think.com...she's bullying me....waaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh
well...i'm eating a lot of good food and that is very very nice. i like eating...i wish i could take it up as a full time profession. i knew it i should have been a food and travel guide...
i should start practicing on my guitar...i thought about doing it in the hols....
shit...i'm late...i've to go out with my mom and aunt...will finish writing about these 5 days sometime later...by then i'll have more fodder too...
signing off
waiting for the hols to extend forever and ever
xoxo
the rambler

i'm so dead

right...i have a cp paper tomorrow and i've spent a good portion of half an hour discussing fashion with gary...and bitching about some people...
so...i'm pretty much going to be screwed in tomorrow's paper...please forgive the use of that word, but that correctly states my state of mind at this point of time...i'm irritated and lazy coz of this sultry weather...its so hot, i don't feel like doing anything but lazing around the whole day. that too seems impossible at times, coz every time i go to sleep, i wake up drenched in my own sweat...
i can't wait to go back home...except for the aspect of having to eat fish again. i don't mind it, fish is tasty...but there are too many bones in it. and i'm too lazy...
well, tomorrow is my second last paper...and then there's eg...am really scared about it...
anyway, got my bio paper yesterday...did k...but then i did get marks for writing a lot of crap. i bet they got irritated and bored while correcting my paper and then just decided to get over with it and gave me whatever marks they felt like. i was expecting so much lower...and then i get what i got...i'm happy and i'm not complaining...this is cool.
the sun's so strong here...i went for a walk and the sun was scorching...
the above sentence somehow doesn't sound right...but then i don't really care...this is a shitty post anyway...of no consequence whatsoever...
ooooh...i wanted to crib...
for some people tomorrow's the last paper...its so unfair...
they get to go home early, but we don't
its a different matter that they like morons are staying till the 16th...complete waste of holidays...i mean...bbay is a much more happening place...
anyway their choice...i'm goin home b4 them...so i'm happy...and they are still morons.
2 and a half months of holidays...in the true sense of the word...life couldn't get better.
anyway...better get back to studying, else am gonna face the wrath of the cp paper tomorrow...
signing off
waiting for these 5 days to get over as quickly as possible
waiting for bbay
xoxo
the rambler

ho hum

can't wait anymore...i want to be back home...
maybe i'm whining like a little kid, but i miss home and mamma and baba...
and don't anyone go about doing there there to me...
it is a frequently abused term...to convey the feeling of 'i don't care' to a person reciting his or her woes/fears to you...
works especially when you have to get people to stop whining.
i digressed from what i was initially typing...i want to go back home(stamps her feet angrily on the floor)
yes i am cranky and irritated coz its hot and sultry and i have to study physics when i would rather prefer sleeping...
and i don't wanna write anymore coz i have nothing to write and i am out of fodder to blabber...and i am not the ace raconteur that rachana is nor do i have shruti's whining abilities or lakshmy's vocab that i can go on endlessly...i wish i had...i could bore raman and gary to no end...would be fun
k then bubye...
signing off
waiting to get some superpowers...dunno why but just feel like having them
that reminds me we had this gd(group discussion for those of unfamiliar with the recent craze to shorten even the shortest of words) where the topic was what superpower would you like you like...that was the most inane gd i ever sat through...
there was even talk of getting to wear underwear over your pants...like thats the highlight of being a superhero...whatever happened to imagination...
sorry didn't sign off...did find something to write about...
gotta get back to physics else will have to face the fury of the physics paper tomorrow...
that reminds me, did you know that apart from being the dwarf lord or something, thor is also the name of vegetables that bongs eat...and a very tasty one at that.( i think that its the stalk of a banana plant but am not sure...)
signing off
waiting for 15 to arrive as soon as possible...
xoxo

the rambler

things that happen in the girls hostel....

they say that girls have more fun...here's why:
1.everyone's (especially shruti's and my) affinity for rachana's deo...rachana says that we spray it on ourselves as if we are spraying mosquito repellents...that may be true due to the infrequency of baths...
2.loud singing (especially versions of enrique's hero) which would make the singer wonder if he would rather have us fried in boiling oil or have us thrown into a sea full of sharks...
3.waking people up with the loud banging on the door...except the one supposed to be woken and on whose door the pounding took place...
4.having to listen to swear words on doing good deeds like waking people up at obscene hours...
5.roaming all around the hostel looking for water and then waking people up from their slumber to take their buckets...this has happened with me quite a few times as being on the ground floor we get more frequent supply of water(and by frequent i don't mean 24x7)
6.standing on the corridor discussing the latest gossip...but i think the guys must beat us to that...guys definitely gossip more than girls do...
7.having to clean rooms...now that isn't exactly fun until you get some of the dirt into other people's rooms...
8.watching movies like goonda...cooped up in a room...
9.playing football in the corridors...or at least trying to...and then watching the attempt turn into a attack aimed at a person's head
10.discussing sizes of foreheads...and who will make a better housewife...or in some cases, who will have a better househusband...
11.emptying bottles of safi and milkmaid and cold water and a horrible smelling deo all at once on a person on her b'day...hope you had fun shruti...
12.sending random messages to guys on dc and completely freaking them out...that's liza's favorite pastime
13.locking the doors of people when they are sleeping and then completely forgetting about it...and then...
14.putting up the message that sigtia and devina are dating on dc...a wonderful concoction of our devilishly fertile brains
15.running in the corridor with bhalu and with devina shrieking after you...
16.trying to enter malvika's room...
17.watching shruti wake up...she smiles...or trying to make her open the door on a hot day...
18.stealing shoes and then making liza mad...she had workshop that day...and that was lakshmy's doing
19.giving people company when they wash clothes...even if its at three in the night...
20.trying to get treats...????
21.going around begging for food only to discover that the hostel is out of food...
22.finishing off someone else's tang...
23.doing silly dances to completely inane songs
24.getting drunk without booze and acting like completely drunkards...lakshmy's coffee does help sometimes...
25.eating the inedible food that we cook and better, making others eat it...
26.samhita's obsession with skin...hers and everyone else's
27.running after kittens and trying to have races with them
28.watching liza laughing and speaking(trying to) at the same time
29.watching sneha carry her entire range of beauty products into the bathroom
30.rachana's solution to everything- the big bong theory
shruti's solution to everything- whining
liza's solution to everything-physics???
lakshmy's solution to everything- words
samhita's solution to everything- vicco turmeric ayurvedic cream
priya's solution to everything- lo'real beauty products
sneha's solution to everything-food(it seriously helps...)
devina's solution to everything-bhalu
malvika's solution to everything-clean and tidy rooms
my solution to everything- zzzzzzzzz
31.freaking people out with my 'depressing' pieces of poetry
32.screaming out a person's name at high decibels...this is especially fun when you have 7 sneha's, 9 ramya's etc in the hostel...

thats a lot of stuff...i bet the guys can even put up one fourth(thats 8 for those of you bad at calculation) of that unless they include their inane and frivolous( philosophical??????) conversations on whether the purpose of life is happiness or their podiatrist jokes that don't always induce laughter...rachana is way more funny...
and in case u are wondering...yes we do sleep a lot...considering the number of disturbances we have, our hours of slumber generally tend to stretch out throughout the day...
and this isn't even the complete list...will definitely be adding points to it at some later point...
till then...
waiting to write more about the fun that a girls hostel is...
and return back home(yup...thats still there at the back of my head all the time...)
xoxo
the rambler

21 more days to go back home...sigh

STILL 21 LONG DAYS(DAYS ARE LONGER IN SUMMER) TO GO BACK HOME. am longing to be back home and squat in my room. my cousins are also visiting. life couldn't get better in the vacations. we are also going on a holiday. i can't wait for the compre's to get over.15 days...yes 15 longs days the exams continue. but then its better. we do get time between the various subjects to study. and then vacations...vacations in the true sense of the word after a long time...
anyway...daily life in goa in becoming unbearable with each passing day, and it has nothing to do with my yearning to be back home. the rising temperatures and the relentless heat and humidity with the generous servings of regular power cuts has made existence really uncomfortable. exams are going to be torturous as they continue right till the middle of may. i hope that the exams get over as soon as possible so that i can go back home and have fun with my cousins.
people are cribbing about being home for two and a half months. i wonder why?
i am looking forward to it.
in bombay i've got to meet all my school friends...nikita, ashish, tania, isha, raja...
will be fun...will be meeting them after a year. have only messaged on talked on the phone with them.
will get to watch the French open and the Wimbledon at home without having to fight for the remote or worry whether a cricket match would be going on at the same time.
ipl started...saw a little bit of it...kolkata knight riders versus something...got bored after sometime.
i wonder how people like cricket...there are so many people on the field...how can you concentrate on each one of them. tennis is better...there are just two players on the court and the ball at a given time during the match will lie with only one of them or neither.
its 7'o clock...baba will call in sometime to wish good morning...have to get ready for class.
today i have eg...my last eg assignment...so hurray...no more of that stuff...till the compre's...thats my last exam btw
i'd better post this...before the net conks out again...a regular feature in my college...
signing off
waiting to be back home for TWO AND A HALF MONTHS...STARTING MAY 15
xoxo
the rambler

nothing to do

yup...
i have absolutely nothing to do...
i've been trying to read a single page of bio for the past hour and have so far been unsuccesful.
electricity is coming on and off...there's no water and there are some culturals going on in the audi for ugadi...telegu new year. its obvious that since a large part of the population here in my coll is telegu, there will be telegu new year celebrations. tomorrow is bengali new year...so happy new year all fellow bongs. i get to wear a new dress...thats the best part.
i almost forgot to mention...i bought my guitar...was so happy yesterday. have told sigtia to teach me...
am sleepy...dunno whats wrong with me. its so hot in goa. its difficult to survive. and the worst part is that it is sultry and hot...and thats what makes it unbearable. even the lts are unbearable..especially since the ac's aren't working.
have started getting up in the mornings to go for walks. well, have gone for walks twice. hope to continue....
k...
hunger beckons...
then again...thinking...just thinking about mess food kills my appetite.
can't wait to go back home and go for the holiday, just me and mamma and baba.
can't wait to go back home to meet esha and trisha after almost a year. love them so much...they are the only sisters i have.
signing off
waiting to get up and go for my morning walk tomorrow,
compre's to start,
compre's to end,
and finally be back home for a good two and a half months.
xoxo
the rambler

war

wading through the dark bog
alone, and without another
he treaded on the dangerous path
there went a wounded soldier

battles had exhausted him
he was embittered
his soul was tired by the constancy
his body was hurt

he made his way
from one battlefield to the next
and helped his fellow soldiers
brave against a new test

he felt alone
even when he was with others
the war had stripped him of
every inch of love for human brothers

he would probably have been
friends with the man on the other side
had they met under circumstances
other than a war could provide

he had lost friends and foes
and was left without a companion
he had no more to lose
and was surviving like a minion

he had joined the forces
in order to support his family
a job to take care of expenses
that was now proving costly

he fought for the country
he fought for his countrymen
and hoped that his family
would have a safe haven

he hoped the war to end
and to be able to see rising sun
without an iota of dread in his body
and no desire to turn away and run

but the war continued
and with it took many lives
including the soldier's
and killed them many times

the war is futile
the war is insane
the war has
no reason to sustain

and still it continues to plague
parts of the world far and near
killing many like and unlike
the likes of the wounded soldier

xoxo
The Rambler

whew...

long time since i posted...my hands were itching to write and i probably had withdrawal symptoms from not writing anything for such a long time. well, a lot hasn't happened in the past one month...
except for the fact that i went back home and had great fun. the best part was that my dad had holidays all of the 4 days that i was there. speaking of which...today is my dad's birthday. happy b'day baba...
my mom's b'day was also there on 31st march...but was so busy studying, couldn't wish her at 12...feel so bad.
i hate this...not being with my parents when they have their b'day and anniversary...i hate being away from home especially when these days arrive on the calendar...
well, anyway went to bbay...FINALLY had SUSHI....yahoooooooooo
well...i'm not sure if its was sushi, but it was something like it...
and the best part is that my mom said that i could try out proper sushi the next time i go to anyplace that serves sushi...
saw some stupid movie race while was there. the moment i came out of the theater, was wondering and trying to recollect what i just saw...
well, i saw juno...the movie's nice...go watch it...
and also watch a few good men...jack nicholson's monologue in the end is powerful...u simply cannot ignore it.
have eg today...so hope its a practice session...
am hungry...think will go and have something to eat...
i hope its edible...the food's becoming inedible with each passing day...especially the dinner...
then...thats it...
will post more regularly...
signing off
waiting for may and to meet my cousins(sisters esha and trisha)
xoxo
the rambler

how to go about cleaning a dirty room......and then some other stuff

yup,....me the great is going to give lessons on how to go about cleaning your room.......
i'm a self taught expert on this topic, very much like a self inducted member into the udc(thats ugly duckling club for those of you who dare not read my blog)...
was going to talk about shortage of money, but rachana already wrote about that....and i could never make mine that funny.
actually i was supposed to clean my room today,....am going home tomorrow. i usually clean my room before going home, so that i don't regret coming back. i seem to have lost my mom's neatness gene during the replication process. yup, i do pay attention during my bio class, even though my bio sir's talking works much better than sleep itself. or maybe my mom's gene is recessive....hah....i know more bio...
anyway,...back to cleaning rooms....will do it. have finished packing though.
cleaning rooms,....so.. first pick up all ur clothes and push them into the wardrobe. then start sweeping and throw the dirt and wrappers and pen caps and any other paraphernalia lying on the floor(don't forget to collect the coins lying on the floor), to get people out of their rooms. then they will eventually snatch the broom from your hand and do the work for you. well, it works for sometime till everyone wisens up and then you have to get ecoclean people to do it for you.
yup thats about it.
u might want to fold the clothes if you are a cleanliness freak.....
there's actually nothing much to write about this.....atleast not at 6:30 in the morning.
there's no water in the hostel....its so damn frustating. no water, no electricity, heat......very soon they can start a military regime for us.....that'll be sooooo much fun.
i'm hungry right now......
i still have to finish cleaning my room. will do it today(hopefully).
people are leaving today for their homes....i'm leaving tomorrow. even eg evaluation was cancelled. the sole reason for my staying here till tomorrow is also gone.
btw, i gave lakshmy a haircut. she looked very pretty.
lakshmy gave gary a haircut. gary said that he looked very pretty.
had coconut water yesterday. was insufficient.
its so hot in goa.....can't survive in the lt's. they should cancel all lecture's. anyway most of the kids(or are they adults now?) don't attend.
i'm going home tomorrow.....hope to have fun...
i'm soooooo hungry right now......i could eat a horse....if it tastes good.
i hope the breakfast is decent.
venkatesh hurt his foot. he found out how popular he was. apparently some 30 people came to visit him while he was there at the hospital...his response to pain.....laughter. the nurse thought that he was some specimen nutcase.
k....i'm seriously bored now...
am finishing this post
signing off...
waiting for tomorrow
xoxo
the rambler

capitalism vs socialism..........strictly my view, not meant to offend anyone

while socialism is parasitic and symbiotic in nature, capitalism thrives on the motto: one for oneself. i, personally feel that a capitalist society is a much better place to live in than a socialist one for the simple reason that you and only you can enjoy the fruits of your labor or intelligence. the ideology may sound materialistic and shallow, but, i firmly believe that no other person should have a right to access and use your money, without your liking. i would certainly dislike my earnings, the ones that i earned through diligent and sincere work on my part to be squandered among people, people whom i bear no relation to or owe no liability to.the propounder, activist and supporter of a socialist society might argue that a socialist society can lead to interests and creativity being diverted from money making schemes to literary, artistic and musical endeavors. but, i beg to differ. these pursuits can be carried out alongside your monetary goals. paraphernalia maybe close to a person's heart because of all the hardwork gone into acquiring it.they are like trophies which signify success at a particular endeavor, and are meant to be flaunted. my friend feels that while socialists are parasites, capitalists are hungry sharks. she feels that it is easy to support the idea of capitalism when one belongs to the better off section of the society, that is when one is in a comfortable position. but in the pathos of destitution, socialism would be a welcome form of society. but, can one really accept another person looking down at him at thinking,"this man is feasting off my money. the only reason that he is alive today is me!!!!". isn't the condescending attitude of others towards a person ahuge blow to that person's self esteem?
capitalism can spur in people the desire to do well for themselves. it can lead to a much more educated and literate society, a society orientated towards progress; personal and therefore the entire society's. the situation leads to the condition of survival of the fittest; a situation where one is forced to bring out the best in oneself in order to survive in the race.
i do agree that the motto,"one for oneself" of capitalism is not completely just. feelings of compassion should be present for one's near and dear ones. they should certainly be helped because they will be the ones who will be present at the the time of your need. i also think that humanity should be an important aspect of one's character. one should definately try and provide opportunities for the underprivileged.
socialism is a boon for those who do not capitalize on the opportunities knocking at their doors, but a bane for those who do. socialism can lead to stagnation in the society, with only a few people working for the greater good and the rest reaping the rewards of the work done by someone else. capitalism on the other hand can lead to a spirit of healthy competition and can lead one away from the darkness of a stagnant society to the light of a progressive one.
despite of my support of capitalism over socialism, there are some aspects of capitalism that could be done away with. for me the ideal society would be a capitalist one with the better elements of socialism infused and the worse elements of capitalism extrapolated.
signing off....
waiting for my ideal society
xoxo
the rambler

random thoughts................ before an exam

tomorrow is my eg midsem. for those of you out there who have no clue whatsoever about what i'm talking.....eg stands for engineering drwing where one has to imagine the 3d shape from the 2d. well....that's most of the part, and i'm not sitting here to explain the entire eg course prescribed to us...
people reading this please wish me good luck. i need it.
nishith won tycoons'08. apart from the other stuff he got, he gets to visit us universities and won a scholarship for his entire post graduation studies........now that's simply amazing. actually being able to study in any university of your choice without having to worry about scholarships!!!!! kudos to him for winning tycoons'08. my heartiest congratulations to you.
everyone please do congratulate him.
back to eg....
i have my midsems tomorrow.....
i think i've already mentioned that. today i had coffee in the mess after a very long time. it was just as bad. no improvement in the standard of coffee. even the noodles were bad today. i didn't enjoy it.
yesterday, rameez chased a pink balloon around during the physics lecture....must have been a funny sight.
liza was trying to hit someone with a balloon. she told shridhar to stand as her target. as luck would have it, he ducked. poor poor liza. her precious orange water filled balloon burst as soon as it hit the ground. poor poor water filled balloon....such a short lived life.
today, i was trying to perfect raman's motor skills....was fun....but then after sometime, i felt too lazy to move my hand.....was too much work...
btw, pradeep tried his hand in reading mine. i am supposed to be good at workshop.....i used to hate workshop......hate it from the bottom of my heart.....i dunno how am i supposed to be good at it? and after a lot of palm reading, we(me and shruti) concluded that my destined career is that of an art critic......yup, i'm going to squat and "appreciate" paintings....
time to go back to eg.
signing off
waiting to begin my destined career
xoxo
the rambler

bored part 2

was going to write about waves, but right now don't have the patience or the .......well patience to describe it all, so am going to stick to this nice sweet small description of waves and then move on to the grander scheme of things.
well, waves.....my coll's culfest took place from 6 to 8 march...
it was fun. i won a competion too. poets at play. all thanks to venkatesh. i went to workshops too. dance, mocktail making and tile painting. was fun.... was different. got a tattoo and mehendi. ate....thats an integral part of college fests isn't it?...
ya thats about it...don't expect me to write about the colleges that visited and the events that took place...i'm not that jobless. today is soumya's b'day. happy b'day soumya. yesterday was adya's b'day, she took us out for a treat. we went to rangoli and stuffed ourselves.
my hand hurts, its all that stupid mouse's fault. the comp i was sitting at at the cc just refused to move properly. it was so irritating.
i have to do eg. have got my midsems on saturday. and then am going home on thursday. yahoooooooooooooooo............
life's boring.....i'm bored...lets play attack of the dots again.....................................................................................
yup, i'm very very bored.
sigtia's giving shruti and liza guitar lessons right now. i missed my guitar classes yesterday.
i'm sooooooo bored, i'm actually writing about other people instead of obsessing over myself. venkatesh and siddharth were supposed to have a eating competition today. today its chole bature for dinner. lets see who wins. i think maybe siddharth chickened out.
i gave liza a treat yesterday for helping me out in phy.....she's nice and a wonderful prankster.....we have a lot of fun. she's a great source of gossip too.
ever been on freerice? go and check it out. wonderful site.
i'm going home
to the place where i belong......
yup, i do feel like singing daughtry's home..
ever heard bad day by daniel powter? amazing song...
btw, regarding waves, we had junkyard groove on the last day of waves.....they were so good. i thoroughly enjoyed their performance. they were simply amazing....
i'm so bored that i am actually stating out my likes and dislikes?????
i can't believe that this is happening....
life's so boring....
i just wrote these four lines.....
i really like them, will probably work on them when i'm free.

right through the pathway
swift past the wind
a beauty to behold
in the garb of a fiend.

another set:

the world is being pushed right to the brink
bereft of compassion, empathy and zeal
it is nothing more than a comedy to those who think
nothing less than a tragedy for those who feel.

now, i'm bored once again.....my back has also started hurting now. my mom would probably say "aopatali duggarani". go and figure it out. i'm not giving out the meaning.
ever heard the bengali term "neka"? no dialect or language in the world has any word that is equivalent to the essence of the word "neka"....
i cover such a wide range of topics when i'm bored. a lazy mind is a wandering workshop.
rachana has just entered my room and she is blabbering as she usually does. and she is not letting me express my views. she is curbing my freedom of expression and i will rebel....probably...am too tired and lazy to do it now
priya thinks i'm going mad....no i've gone mad
sneha is thinking of starting a new hub on dc so that she can read everyone's pm.
rachana's refusing to leave my room in fear of what i may type about her.
and rachana says that she's going to delete the blog about me after i post this post.
ya look who's talking rachana......about long posts....rachana's so thin, she and me actually fit in a chair without me having to move an inch....
i've finished packing and i'm absolutely jobless now......
that's all folks
remember bugs bunny.....he was really funny, though my favourite still remains tom and jerry
gtg
rachana's accompanying me for dinner
signing off
waiting(desperately) to be back home
xoxo
the rambler

me!!!!!!!!!!

A little mischief
A little fun
A lot of bitchin
On my run
A lot of love
For those I care
A lot of hate for those
who against me dare
Love to write
Hate to play
Like to read
Hate a bright day
Fascinated by death
Dislike pretences
Love to hate
Adore silences
True to myself
Others, maybe not
Will fight
For what I sought
Lazy to the core
Work, I hate
Hardly ever clean
My room, always late
Love to eat
Hate to fast
Am probably fat
That thought doesn’t last
Pick up a fight
For no rhyme
Can always fight
Anywhere, anytime
Hate hypocrisy
Love honesty
Hate mediocrity
Not much into modesty
Thats me
And me it is
Thats’s all folks
Don’t give this read a miss


xoxo
The Rambler

brilliant bullshit.......not that brilliant.....more random

that is a term that lakshmy frequently uses and over time i have learnt to appreciate its value and its true deep meaning and significance. the post that i am currently going to spread out is a true example of the deep hidden meaning of that truly versatile term.
today we were supposed to get our mess coupons. after succesfully getting a guy to get them for me, rachana took us for a treat at the insti cafe(atleast i hope that it was a treat). we had bournvita and plain dosa. there were four of us. me, rachana, liza and shruti. being the absolutely jobless souls that we were, we started discussing the various clubs that exist in my college. and that brought us to the main topic of our discussion and a prominent content of this post. we decided to start the ugly ducklings club. and for that the following would be the qualifying qualities:-
1.must have ten or more pimples or spots on the face
2.must have dandruff on her head
3.must have an atrocious dressing sense
4. should have baths after a gap of a minimum of 4 days
5.should have a dirty and unkempt room(i was the first one to qualify for this and then rachana)
6.should either be very fat or be extremely thin
that's about it.....
well, after this serious discussion, all of us trooped out of the ic and went to take part in our respective competitons(well, with waves coming up, people with even the slightest sense of fun take part in events). well, me and shruti and lakshmy took part in dumbcharades. and we were competing with a lot of other groups, but we were mainly trying to beat gary, rameez and pradeep at it, by getting the movie, song, book and personality faster than they could. eventually though they managed to get it faster, but i still feel that they got an easier set. and no, i'm not acting like a sore loser, i am one. and i would've liked to whine but, i've got to write other random stuff down too.
then me and venkatesh went for poets at play. we wrote(well, it was mostly his idea, i just gave a line maybe...) about this old guy who has measles on his bum and sprains in his stomach and mumps in his throat. that also reminds me that today i wrote my first non depressing piece of poetry, and guess what the topic was????
being the narcissistic being that i am, i wrote on myself and will be putting it up today.
btw, we were able to complete the given set for dumbc within the given time limit. dumbc is definately not a career option.
well,.....thats all that happened today...
nothing interesting, just a page out of my daily life at the campus.
i'm bored and sleepy and tired and wanna just junp into bed and lie there.
maybe will......
btw, i went to anjuna and wagatore(amazing landscapes)....was great fun....was this group of around 50. i still can't forgive siddharth for the climb up to the fort....my legs are still hurting. but it was a really well spent day. and i had lots of fun.
i feel that i haven't done justice to the topic of my post, especially the brilliant part.
well, then maybe i should ask lakshmy for pointers.....
she can talk and write brilliant bullshit and you will listen to her and read what she writes as if it is the most fascinating thing that you have ever heard or read.....
maybe i should work on my jokes to try and get into the podiatrist club.....
maybe i should stop writing now and go to sleep....
signing off
waiting to join the ugly ducklings club
xoxo
the rambler

an affair with food

My love for good food is known far and wide. This passion is fuelled by the various restaurants than my parents and I dine in. I have and (hopefully) always will appreciate good food. Whether it’s egg and pav from a shack or bruchettas from little Italy. Good food always revives me. There is no better rejuvenator than a bowl of hot boiling soup. Sadly now though there are very few people who actually eat their meal and enjoy it (however small it may be).
The world we live in has been divided into two kinds of people. There are those who eat to live. That is there food to them is only a source of sustenance. Then there are others like me, those who live to eat. For us the gastronomic wonders of the world are something that we wish to taste each and every day of the year. We are passionate about what we eat and are willing to try out new options. Till date my fascination for sushi hasn’t gone, something that my mother will never let me have. I want to try out all the cuisines that are there in the world. From the Mexican paella (do accept my sincerest apologies for misspelling the names of any of the dishes. Will try to correct it in the future) to the Swiss fondue. From a clear soup to a tom yum. From prawn cocktails to wantons and momos. From sashimi to rotlas served in the Gujarati thali. From tiramisu to gelatos and jalapeno filled deserts (don’t be shocked, I really had it in some restaurant and it was very very nice). Yes, I want to taste the various tastes that the world has to offer and experience all of them and enjoy some of them.
The world is but a gastronomic palate. There are more culinary wonders than u can count. I haven’t been able to taste the culinary creations around the world, but I try to make it up by watching a lot of food and travel shows. My favourite remains Anthony bourdain. I absolutely adore this guy. He is so adventurous when it comes to the arena of food, something that I’ve always wanted to be but never really been able to carry out to the extent that I would like to. He tries out some of the most disgusting stuff that you could ever lay your eyes on and still appreciates it if he likes its taste. He is open to all kinds of taste and never restricts himself to a particular kind of food.
Another program that I like is hell’s kitchen. Gordon Ramsey (forgive me for any misspelling) is so good. The way he abuses the participants is just too good to watch. And the way that he orders them around to create the absolutely perfect concoction is real fun. I love watching this show as well.
Drifting away from food shows and coming back to food, good food can be anything. Right from the puchkas that one gets in the gullies of Calcutta to the kakori kababs from itc grand Maratha Sheraton.Good food is anything and everything that pleases my aesthetic senses of taste and aroma. Aroma is a very important aspect of food too. You generally smell the food before eating it. But then aroma can also be misleading. Take the case of the durian, which smells so bad that u feel suffocated. But it is considered to be one of the tastiest things that a person has ever tasted.
Food can act as an anti depressant as well as an accompaniment for joyous occasions. Food is something that is always successful in uplifting our moods. Take the simple soup for example. Even a cup of hot steaming broth can arouse our senses and give us a feeling of well being. The world is rebound with tastes to entice and lure our taste buds. Flavours range from piquant to mild, sweet to salty, hot to soothing. Playing with these flavours not only rejuvenates our senses but also heightens them. A food connoisseur is actually able to distinguish between the various ingredients present in the dish presented before him/her.
One movie which I especially liked was ratatouille. The movie gave an important message- anyone can cook. Right from a humble rat to a chef of a very big restaurant. Well ...that may not be actually possible but it most definitely is an incredible idea.
People generally consider food to be just a source of nutrition and overlook the fact that they are actually works of art. The best way to a person’s heart is by bestowing him/her with good food. The world doesn’t give food the credit it should get. I like the way that the French and the Italian eat their meals. They actually spend time with their food and enjoy it. With diets becoming the latest fad, enjoying scintillating tastes and smells have become a lost art. Even something as simple as macaroni with cheese sauce can provide a feeling of happiness that no amount of drug or alcohol will ever do. People have forgotten how to enjoy food. And being a food lover I hate to see the state that the relationship between food and people has reached today. People eat because they have to and not because they love to. In the fast paced world that we live in today, people do not spare much time to think about the food they eat. As long as it is edible and healthy (read salads), they are willing to have it. Dinners and lunches have become more about the people and less about the food. With the acute deficiency of time that the people of today face, time spent over a meal is usually spent catching up with friends and loved ones or carrying out some business transaction. Meals are no longer considered to be the time where one actually spares some thought over what they are eating.
The senses of taste and smell have greatly diminished over the years as the time spent over a meal has decreased with each passing second. There are very few connoisseurs of good food today. There is even lesser number of people who do it for the love of food rather than for the food and travel shows that they host of the good food guides that they write. Which also bring me to these good food guides.....a person’s taste is distinct. These good food guides tend to overshadow our own judgement about what we like and hate. I think that people should instead venture out and try and find out places which appeal to their senses rather than sit at home and decide a place to eat at after looking into one of these guides.
I am writing this article at the risk of sounding like a foodaholic.....don’t really know if there’s a word like this but I’m sure you must have got the message I was trying to convey, but the flavours and aromas offered by the world around me never ceases to amaze me. The world has enough flavours to hold your attention for a lifetime and more. The world to me is but a big restaurant which has spread out its branches all over the globe, offering a different and absolutely (hopefully) delightful concoction wherever you go, whenever you go.
So, get your knives and forks out and dive into this wonderful world that I’ve learnt to appreciate and enjoy.
signing off
waiting to savour more flavours from around the world
xoxo
the rambler

Is India really free of sectarian boundaries?

the recent state of affairs in certain parts of the country has brought me to ponder over the question- are imaginary and baseless boundaries constructed on the foundations of caste, creed, religion, region still thriving on the Indian land? The recent tirade of the some political parties against certain sections of the society not only represents the suppression of freedom of domain, but also the rights that the Indian constitution gives to its citizens are being challenged by such actions. True, a democracy guarantees the freedom of expression, but then the freedom of expression which leads to the curbing of other’s right to free expression, speech and the right to move about in any part of the country, without facing any bias in the form of caste, creed, region or religion should not be allowed.
Actions of the these political parties and their supreme heads, is defying the basic idea of patriotism. A true patriot is an Indian first and a maharashtrian or a Bengali or a keralite later. We are known to the world across our national borders as Indian citizens and not as a citizen of a particular state. The basic purpose of the formation of states is to make the functioning of the large democracy that India is easier. But sporadic acts such as these, which could well turn into frequent reportings, not only make the handling of the functioning of the state machinery difficult, but also create inhabitable living conditions for those living in the state. The violence and the chaos that these so called rallies lead to is not good for the health of the state or the country or its citizens.
my hometown(the town i now reside in, not the town where i was born. and its a city not a town) is what it is due the people who live in it. There is no other place in the whole of India that exudes the same charm and the same warmth that this city gives. the city embraces anyone and everyone who comes with dreams and aspirations to this city that never sleeps. she is the ray of hope for the countless people who come to its shore looking for luck, jobs and money. she has never disappointed anyone and has never turned its back on anyone. the attempt by these political parties to rupture the continuous social fibre that binds all the citizens of this city, is nothing but a very barbarian attempt by them to garner publicity, bad though it may be, for themselves. Do these political leaders really think that this strategy is one that guarantees them seats in the legislature for a long time?far from it, they can also forget about extending their parties to be functional in states apart from their local ones.
The reason for their outburst against that particular section of the society is being accredited to the fact that the influx of these people is rendering the people of that state jobless. But seriously, aren’t the people of that state grown up adults? The people belonging to that state (read people who converse in the local dialect/language of that state, as defined by these parties) should pull up their pants and look for jobs instead of being handed out employment by these politicos. Apparently the presence of these so called ‘non members of the state’ is the reason why the so called ‘state citizens’ are suffering as they are left bereft of job opportunities. But if the ‘the citizens of the state’ were really in dire need of employment, they would have gone and got themselves employed rather than squat in their house unemployed. The use of force against the particular section for such inane matters is a despicable act and should be condemned.
Already the flight of people belonging to that particular section from different parts of the state has created a major shortage of labour there. There are just not enough 'state citizens' who can fill up the vacuum created by the deficit of cheaper labour from that particular section of the state belonging to some other state. What is completely despicable of this entire chain of events is the fact that it is mainly the labour classes that are being targeted. There are dangers to people belonging to the better off strata of the society, but it is mainly the poor labourers who are bearing the brunt of this uncalled for outburst.
to conclude, I would like to say that
You can take people out of the place, but you can’t take the place out of the people. A city or a state for that matter is made up of the people who reside in it. Taking those very people out from that place damages the social and cultural fibre of which each and every person staying in that place is a part of, rendering tension in the atmosphere of the place. The scenery of peace and serenity is damaged and the place descends to chaos and mayhem. The presence of a plethora of people from different parts of the country gives that place a vibrant flavour. The very act of snatching away this vibrancy is contemptible, cowardly, vile and repugnant and should be immediately stopped.
Signing off
Waiting for a better era to dawn upon the Indian land where political parties do not make use of the regional differences to divide people, and my hometown becomes the hometown I know and cherish........
xoxo
The rambler

headache

i have a headache. you must have probably realized it from the topic of my blog. bio and chem gave me this headache. i now officially hate these two subjects especially when i have to appear for a paper in both of them in one day itself. and my wonderful college faculty doesn't even think twice before not giving us a study leave for bio. well the headache is growing in catastrophic proportions. i had physics today and that was bad enough in itself. i hate writing papers. why can't we be evaluated on a daily basis. that is so much more practical. studying for bio and chem on the same day is just so irritating. especially when u have a bio teacher who explains the subject as if he were telling a story. and a chem teacher who is hardly audible during the lecture. i hate hate hate hate having to do bio and chem on the same day. this is very very irritating. u can probably understand my level of irritation by the fact that i am using the word 'irritating' over and over and over again. bio and chem together are a perfect combination to give u a headache, something like lots of booze and loud music and bright sunlight the next day( i haven't tried it but this combination seems to be perfect, based on the numerous movies and sitcoms that i've watched). i just realized that i actually did better than what i usually do in a phy paper and all the credit goes to lae( i have mentioned her in some previous post too and raja liked the way lae sounded). i'm going to treat her. my headache is receding. blogging is a good antidote for headaches caused due to bio+chem studies. yesterday also when i was bugged of phy, i wrote doen a poem on moonlight. the moonlight yesterday was beautiful. it seemed as if it tried to fill up the vacuous space caused by the dearth of light in our campus .( yes our exams started today and yesterday the college did not have even an iota of electricity in the hostels except for the main building.) the college was literally plunged into darkness and the moon shone in its full glory as if to make up for whatever we lacked in light. the night was truly beautiful. but i had to study physics. and today i have to study chem+bio. which is very irritating.
well now my headache's gone. better sit down to study, otherwise will repent it tomorrow.
signing off
waiting for test1 to end, waves to start, eg mid sem to end and to go back home.........
xoxo
the rambler

an amazing experience

i might probably fall short of words to describe my feeling of wonder and awe at what i saw because the enormity of my stupefaction can simply not be woven into a thread of a couple of sentences.
today on the second night of the my coll's tech fest quark, the entertainment guide stated that the sequence of events for aurora(the entertainment event) was as follows: magic show, mime, jugglers. while the magic show was downright boring( i dozed off to sleep while still sitting in my chair), the mime show was good. it was funny. they explained the entire internet process using mime. it was humorous and worth a watch.
the event that i am talking about.....that completely took my breath away was the last event. yes, ladies and gentlemen it was the jugglery. this was no ordinary piece of jugglery. it was the most captivating and fabulous jugglery performance that i have ever seen and will see. a juggling troupe called the FEEDING THE FISH obliged and performed for our coll making this a truly memorable quark. they were incredible, phenomenal, terrific, awesome, marvellous, spectacular, breathtaking, sensational,.................i've run out of words to describe how good and incredible they were. the way they made the lights move was simply amazing. oh yes, you did read it right.......lights. their batons and balls and rods(i.e all of their juggling equipment) was lighted like the glow in the dark toys. only these changed colours and were probably circuited. the show was amazing. they juggled with 3 balls, 4 balls, 5 balls, batons rods, on top of each other, with each other, all three of them together, with batons and balls,............
this experience is supposed to stay just that, an experience to be cherished and fondly(albeit with wonder) remembered. it is too good to be put into words.
they composed one special piece especially for us.............they displayed my coll's name using the lighted rods......
the ambience was just amazing..........with no lights and the jugglery equipment glowing.....
worth a standing ovation.
please take a bow......
signing off
waiting to watch my next FEEDING THE FISH performance.
xoxo
rambler

thirst

the days, dark and black
flip past, like the pages of a book
the joy that they seem to lack
make the day like a lonely rider by the brook

the skies in hues of red
the mood in the throes of gloom
the picture of all around dread
all over the darkness loom

the roses turn dark
like the shadow of a lone cadaver
the scene looks stark
not a soul to stir

the drought brought with it
many a parched soul
the dark in the night lit
like the ghost of a ghoul

the hungry eyes searched far and wide
for a drop of the sweet wine
pushing fears aside
letting the thirst entwine

the sun shone, bright and hot
the body trying to thrive
the days seemed long and unsought
in grips of fervour they survive

the days and nights seemed endless
a long and poignant struggle
the prayers seemed pointless
hopes were like a huge mound of rubble

this continued till people
could no longer endure it
then was sent the death ripple
no sign of life around the death pit

the rain then poured as if
the clouds had that one reason to survive
washing away the last signs of life
giving them the poison that killed them alive

xoxo
The Rambler

this is what i do when i'm bored

me and lae tried our hand at contrive this night........it was bad..........by the time we had barely finished reading the first question the round was already over. our guess is that the the winners probably had answers with them. there is no other way that they could have completed it so fast. ya, i know what u are thinking. and yes we are not the gracious and sporting losers that we should be...........but then those characters live only in the ideal world and this world is far from the ideal definition of ideal.
we were in splits after our loss.................maybe it was the defeat that made us lose our minds....................
or maybe we just lost it without any rhyme or reason..................
or maybe the late hours was having its toll on us................
or maybe we got high......................one usually gets high after drinking lakshmy's coffee........ especially me. and trust me it is not the coffee that cause the elevated levels of dreaminess(read getting high) maybe she has some secret ingredient that either makes people high or keeps them awake for two straight nights( ya, she drank her own creation and was wandering the corridors at 2/3 in the night. sorry but don't always remember what she says. she made an interesting observation during these tours of hers.......................people in our hostel stay awake till 4 in the night. such vellas(read jobless in tamil) they are)......
i tried writing a happy poem this week, but so far all my efforts have been unsuccesful.............
is it my fault that the english language comprises of more words that rhyme related to gore than to joy( atleast i think so and since this is my blog, i think that only my opinion matters)
rachna has written me this sort of a testimonial in her blog. she's nice but i'm not, i wouldn't be able to continue with the testimonial if i started it. but then i wrote a poem on her, so that counts as equivalent to the loooooooooooong blog that she has written about me.
she has praised me a lot in that...................i liked reading that post...........
cheeeeeeeeez...............i'm such a big narcissist.................i think i'm fascinated by the word narcissist.................look at the number of times that i've mentioned it in my blog.....
oooooooooooooh....................i have to tell this.................we had gone to cal and visited this road called........................wait for it.......................ponditiya road.............you feel like going on saying the name.....................ponditiya ponditiya ponditiya ponditiya ponditiya............................don't worry, i'm not going to fill up the post writing just that one word.................but i really like the name.................has a cute and cuddly feel to it.
look at the number of dots that i have littered my post with.............see another sequence. its like the atack of the dots(yes people thats your cue to laugh). ponditiya ponditiya ponditiya ponditiya ponditiya.
quark starts from tomorrow.............tech fest.....i just want some certificates.
i'm sleepy..........i'm always sleepy.
i'm bored..................am always bored
and i've written such a shitty post
i can't believe that i actually used that word in my blog.........the word's not even a proper word- swear or otherwise............
i should post one of my poems.............but then maybe i'll publish a book..........i'll get some cash then.
i'm sleepy............
i'm bored........................
we have three days worth of holidays starting tomorrow.
should study that time but probably wouldn't. have exams within 12 days and the only thing that i can think about is that i'm going home in march.
i'm sleeeeeeeeeeeeeepy..................
i'm................
p.s. rachana-why didn't u mention sambar rice?
p.s2(know it sounds like my phy assignment) made numbu pani today........it was better much
better than sneha's. feel like having bruschettas with sun dried tomatoes topping.......
xoxo
rambler

ode to the hostel life

its time that i wrote about something other than tennis updates.........so i'm going to start off this writing session by writing about my college and hostel. well i study in a college in one of the most beautiful touristic sites in india.....atleast i thought that was the case untill i actually landed here. going to beaches is a distant dream, i've hardly stepped out of my college campus. this place is beautiful only as long as you are visiting and not living here. i reside in a girls hostel........an extremely fun place to be in. just day before yesterday, five of us stood in the corridor in utter darkness and completely destroyed and massacred some songs. it was so much fun. who needs guys at these times? girl company can be so much fun, i discovered only after moving here. and then there is the perrenial gossip. a major topic of gossip and discussion is THE INSTITUTION......lets call them XXX.........ooooooh do we love talking about them. they are these group of completely idiosyncratic, narcissist and self absorbed people..........am i being a bit too harsh. doesn't matter, i'm sure that they can deal with it. but seriously, they are this bunch of kids( though they might no longer classify in this category, i guess that they all must be over 18) who bitch about each other behind each other's backs. m and n have infact actually bitched about p in front of me. p is probably the nicest of the bunch, not probably, she is the nicest of all of them. wait wait wait........ i'm talking about THE XXX in my precious blog.....they are not worth wasting print space for. i was talking about my life in my hostel and my college. well i generally like the hostel life except for the intense stench of hypocrisy all around. kind of stagnates the atmosphere........ god....whats wrong with me???????this was supposed to be a jolly blog and look at all the depressing topics i'm talking about......
well lets start afresh. hostel life is pretty nice. except not getting to enjoy all the pamperings of my mom and dad.........but i guess that bereavement from the nest is something that every youngling has to go through( heeheehaahaa i can't believe that that crap was typed by my fingers. maybe i should try out a career as a shrink or something of that sort......i'm good at this). well my corridor is pretty nice. there are these times when me and ds and mp and sneha(she was the only one sporting enough to allow me to use her proper name) just start dancing(mp's a great dancer........the way she moves must be setting so many guys hearts aflutter) and singing(ranging from nursery rhymes to bon jovi to the my and sneha's current fav "you're beautiful" to classic songs(my forte). and we render such horrid renditions of these songs that if the composers heard us they would probably skin us alive and boil us in oil......just so wanted to use that phrase.......my friends think that i'm addicted to death and gore just because of the kind of poetry i write........but i beg to differ. true i'm fascinated but then i can write happy stuff too.........like now. anyway need to end this bracket, is a rather long one). another aspect of me that i learnt after moving here is that cleanliness isn't one of my virtues........but irritating people is...........or so sneha and ds say. mp hates my style of cleaning so much that she has actually snatched the broom from my hand twice and swept it for me. not that i mind that action once in a while but now she doesn't do it anymore. (no worries though, get it done by the ecoclean people, charge me 20 bucks for it........)
before i forget, i have to, have to, have to, talk about laxmi( she luvs being called that). i like her. i admire her. she can be a pushover at times. though she's much better at not being bullied into doing things nowadays.(ladies and gentlemen please standup and give a standing ovation to me......atleast i think i should get one, what say lakshmy?)she got this amazing storehouse of polished swear words that she frequently utilises. she has amazing vocab and gk that can amaze anyone. a pro when it comes to jammin(compared to me anyone's a pro). she is the most popular girl on our campus and actually has two guys vying for her affections(keep it on). she says that she doesn't believe in any superstition other than drishti. hey........this is becoming a testimonial for lakshmy rather than describing the fun times we have spent together.....cheeeeez..not happening......lets see......welllllllll she claims to have eaten 20 strawberries today, but me and some others finished off atleast 10, i'm more than sure of it................maybe i'll write an entire post about her sometime later on.......someone should enjoy reading it....
next we come to rachana.............can she sleep.....she sleeps and sleeps and then sleeps some more. her visits to the ground floor have become sparse(yes rachana, u got it right.........i'm complaining). she gave me chickoo today. thank you for that. when she came here she weighed a mesly 38.8 kgs. she claims to have gained some weight, but seriously one can't really tell the difference. she is a genius when it comes to physics. she can dance but she wants to learn some fisherwoman dance.........huh....
then there's lae, she's another genius at physics..........there are too many geniuses around me........not a good situation.....anyway she's my gossip source. she gets me the juiciest and most scrumptious pieces of gossip. she also had this major crush on her physics teacher whom she also derides for his complete lack of hygiene or so i'm told. she also has these really devilish ideas and is currently sitting behind me and thinking up plans to play pranks on some guys......
i'm bored. this is not the kind of stuff i usually write about.....life as we are living it.......blah blah blah blah......
maybe my friends are right................
maybe i'm some kind of psychotic maniac who thrives on writing about gore...........
or maybe getting up at 3:30 to do the darn subject of eg is taking its toll now...................
whateva be the case.........i'm goin to end this blog right here right right now!!!!!!
or maybe a few lines and moments later
i'm thinking of putting up a post about my school friends........wotsay?
naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
that'll be equally boring.............
i'm sorry guys but none of u are that ineteresting to write about......i'd rather devote blogspace to wriring about lets see.........tennis.....
here's to our everlasting(hopefully) friendships and unforgettable hostel lives...........
signing off waiting to go back home(yes back to mom and dad).............
xoxo
rambler

true lies(written by some genius other than me)

one fine morning, in the middle of night
two dead boys got up to fight
back to back they faced each other
took out their swords and shot each other
a deaf policemen heard the noise
and came to save the two dead boys
and if u don't blieve that this is true
ask the blind beggar who saw it too
xoxo
The Rambler

yaaaaaaaaaay

yoyoyoyoyoyo.........................................djokovic did finally win his maiden grand slam. i'm really happy for him. this was coming for a long time. the match was really good and looked like a slam final. but what i felt was that tsonga did not play the game that he played with nadal. whatever little number of dropshots that he played, djokovic was able to reach them. still the match was amazing. there were these great rallies which sent both of them running in all directions and reaching out for a variety of shots. the match was a wonderful display of brilliant tennis. and i got relly mad when electricity went off at our hostel(a perenial problem). i called up my dad and heard the match commentary from him for about fifteen minutes. this electricity problem is so darn irritating, but this one's about tennis. that will constitute another blog. back to the ao final, i really liked what they said during the presentation ceremony, describing djokovic and tsonga as "the champion and the champion in waiting". tennis has got two new stars from this years aus open. i felt that the crowd was very unfair towards djokovic and that they could have been a little more supportive of him. this austrlian open proved to be platform for djokovic to prove that he had the goods to take down the world number one in a slam and win the slam along the way. he had the mettle to be considered among the best in the world. and is now a serious contender for all grand slams. this open also proved to be the place where tsonga announced to the world loud and clear that he had the goods needed to win against the some of the higher ranked players. he has arrived in the tennis circuit. nadal needs to figure out a way to win against him. and soon. hats off to these two very brilliant and magnificent (and cute) players. congratulations. hope to see both of u win many many more tournaments in the future and dazzle tennis fans with your wonderful array of tennis.
signing off waiting for the french open to start.................
xoxo
the rambler

sharapova does it

sharapova won her maiden australian open and her third slam title. on the way to winning it, she hasn't dropped a set. amazing win. well, her no nonsense attitude was pretty evident from her no frills dress this time. she was good, really good. hope to seeing her play like this more often. she controlled the match from the very beggining. its was a joy to see sharapova play so well in this tournament. her annihilation of henin- simply outstanding. and she also beat davenport and jankovic on her way to the finals. hats off to her. signing off waiting for the men's final to start(hope its a five setter).cya
xoxoxoxoxo
the rambler
p.s. a word about the other finalist ivanovic- she was also decent. hope to see her win a slam sometime in the future.
xoxo
The Rambler

omg

federer and nadal both not in the running for the austrlian open!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! while nadal is still trying to get comfortable on other surfaces, seeing federer lose at a slam semi, that too in straight sets is astonishing. he seemed to be master of all surfaces(well except clay where he was probably the jack). djokovic was good, infact very good. but federer wasn't federer.he had too many unforced errors and he wasn't serving like federer. the backhand slice was simply not slicing over the net. and he had problems throughout the match. i have never seen him play so dismally. but not taking credit away from djokovic, he was good yesterday in the match. the way he made the ball move was nice. and his crosscourt shots were sizzlers. the shots were finding the baseline and the corners of the boxes. i especially liked that one shot where the ball went out of court due to its sharp angle and he curved the ball into the court. amazing stuff. his serves were also really good. while djokovic stepped up, federer really wasn't himself. maybe what happened was inevitable, but i had imagined it to atleast go on to be a five setter. djokovic had problems with his drop shot and he needs to work on that if he wants to win against the muscular frenchman jo wilfred tsonga. that was another excellent match. while in federer's case i was at the edge of my seat, especially when federer and djokovic were head to head in the tiebreak. the other semifinal belonged to tsonga from the beggining till the end. what a player. he sizzled in that match. while he had answers to everything that nadal gave him, nadal couldn't come up with convincing answers for the shots tsonga gave him. he played drop shot after drop shot after another. and what wonderful shots. nadal had absolutely no answer for them. tsonga had the net game, the baseline game, the drop shots, the power(really fast serves), the aces. what ever i say about his game will never be enough. i have never seen such wide display of shots been out up in a single match(though it was basically the drop shot which got him through). he was impeccable in the semifinal. evn rafa said that it was not he who played poorly but tsonga who put up a fine game. i wonder where was this one helluva player till now? being unseeded, he has sent off three top ten players. really commendable. the sunday final is going to be one scorcher, atleast i hope it will. while i was really hoping for a federer nadal final, i don't think i'm going to miss them much. because the feast of tennis that this year's ao finalists have put out is simply delectable. with two such very talented players who have packed away the top two seeds, i hope the final will not be a dissapointment. signing off while waiting for australian open women's final to start...............
xoxoxoxoxo
the rambler
p.s. women's final this time is sharapova( remarkable win over henin) and ivanaovic( amazing how someone can recover from 0-6). cameramen are going to have field day.
xoxo
The Rambler

the australian open

the australian open starts today( i.e 14 jan). can't wait for it. i'm rooting for rafa this time( as always). i am simply in love with the passion he displays on courts with his fistpumps and all. i hope there's a final showdown between the rafa and fedex like in last year's wimbeldon final. i had absolutely enjoyed that match even though rafa lost. i feel that it was the best match in which both of them featured even better than the french open which was also very good. i wish rafa would win on some other surface other than clay. i hope he wins wimbledon before federer wins french. he's already been declared the king of clay(81 undefeated matches on that surface- no mean feat) its time he made his mark on surface other than clay. he came pretty close to doing it on grass during last years wimby. if only had the last set swung in his favour the story would have been different. with federer not being as invincible as he was in the past rafa has the chance of winning on other surfaces. but then there are so many young players also coming up. one of them whom i really admire is novak djokovic. he has some really nice moves on the court and its fun to watch him play. being at number three he is the player rafa should be wary about. but this time around he is on federer's side of the draw.there's also andy murray who is really good too and he's also in the bottom half of the draw. there's roddick on nadal's side of the draw, which can be problem. davydenko and gasquet are also in the bottom half of the draw. but i am so hoping to see nadal in the final.in the top half of the draw apart from djokovic, there's lleyton hewitt, marat safin and nalbandian in top half of the draw to give federer company. that's the men's draw. in the women's draw there could be a possible meeting between henin and sharapova in the quarterfinals. and i think henin is already through to the second round. the top seed could meet serena williams or jelena jankovic in the semifinal. henin could also meet davenport in the quarterfinals. kuznetsova and chakvetadze could meet in the quarterfinals and a possible meeting with venus williams or ivanovic. i do hope that the women's final is more interesting this time around. last year sharapova was completely anhillated by serena. i do hope that this time around henin wins the slam. i really admire her, especially her backhand. it's one of the best in tennis right now. i also admire federer's backhand. well, most(probably all) of federer's serves and shots are immaculate and precise and beautiful(yes beautiful, no other word was coming to my mind). well that's what i have to say before the first slam of the year starts.with so many good players and and so much competition out there, may the best man( i hope its nadal) and woman win. cya till my next post
xoxo
the rambler

stars among us

I just finished watching tare zameen par. Hats off to Aamir Khan for bringing such a wonderful cinematic experience into the lives of people. The movie is beautifully directed and the portrayal of the small kid by Darsheel Safary and of the empathetic teacher by Aamir is just right. The movie is touching and moving and exposes associated with children (even giving glimpses of child labour) the movie is definitely a work of art. I really admire Aamir Khan for carrying off this absolutely amazing venture. I am running out of words to describe my experience of watching this movie. All I can say is that Aamir Khan can count me in his fan club. Even young Darsheel. To emote the feelings the way that he did on the screen at such a young age and to actually move people to tears while doing so speaks loads for his acting prowess.
There have been only three movies that have been able to move me to tears. One was lion king (by far the best animated movie ever made), when simba’s dad dies. I was sobbing in that scene and whether that was because of my young age(don’t remember my age but I was really young) or not I do not recall, but that was, is and will be one scene that will be etched in my mind forever. The other movie that I cried in was stepmom, during Susan Sarandon’s last conversation (supposedly) with her kids. I remember that I didn’t want to cry and had this huge lump in my throat till tears finally formed in my eyes. The third movie, I don’t remember the name (please do not laugh). But it was this really touching story of the friendship between a Jewish boy and a catholic boy. The Jewish boy has leukaemia and he carries out ten tasks that will ensure him some sort of holy bread that ensures that Catholics who have had that bread go to heaven. And by the time the catholic boy gets the bread it’s too late. The hospital scene really moved me. I think tare zameen par definitely has a place in this list. I didn’t sob through the entire movie but the movie was definitely touching and tears did swell up in my eyes for some parts of the movie.
A final word- tzp is one cinematic experience that no one should miss.
xoxoxoxoxo
the rambler
p.s- please do forgive any spelling errors as it is the product of toil at 1:00 in the night
xoxo
The Rambler