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Saturday, June 22, 2013
Friday, June 21, 2013
The allure of 'yellow fever': New documentary explores why so many white American men aspire to marry Asian women | Mail Online
The allure of 'yellow fever': New documentary explores why so many white American men aspire to marry Asian women | Mail Online:
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Quite offensive imho.
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The Rambler
'via Blog this'
Quite offensive imho.
xoxo
The Rambler
Sunday, June 16, 2013
Reminiscing
The monsoons are finally here. Actually, they've been here for a while and I have just gotten around to writing about them. I love the monsoons. It makes me happy. Maybe because I am a really soppy romantic person deep down inside and I love the romance of the season. Or maybe because I am one of those nature enthusiasts who loves the fresh washed green look after the rains. Or maybe, I am just a depressed person at the end of it all and because the weather is so gloomy, it makes me happy. Whatever, be the reason, I really love the rains. I could stand on my balcony for hours and watch the pitter patter. I could watch the sea link slowly become visible. I could watch the sun shine through the clouds and I could watch the day becoming darker.
Rains always remind of the first time I entered college. It was the end of July. The campus was newly washed with rains. Green. Foreboding and inviting at the same time. I was excited. Because I was going to college. And apprehensive, since, being the protective only child, this was the first time I was going to be all alone. Away from home. I still remember my first night. I remember being a bitch and asking the other girls to shut up so I could get some shut eye. I remember the bed feeling so unknown. I remember waking up the next morning and finding the surroundings unfamiliar but realising in a second that a new chapter in my life had started. I knew college was going to help me come out on my own. I was an introvert till then. Still am I think. But I didn't have close friendships, wasn't one of the popular girls or never had a group I could hang out with. I used to study. And read and watch tv. I did all that in college. But in moderation. I did a lot of other things.
I think college helped me become more confident of myself. And more importantly, it helped me be myself. I could be my crazy self and still know I had friends who would stand by me. The 3.5 years I spent in Goa pretty much helped me shape my plans and attitude for the rest of my life. And made me comfortable about the fact that they could change.
College will probably the most important event in anyone's life. I mean. You have school which you spent more time in. But there is something about university. Atleast, it was for me. It's maybe to do with making friendships that last a lifetime. Or maybe to do with taking the first step towards independence. Or for some, maybe their first love. Everyone has their own reasons. But for me, it was about discovering myself, enhancing those traits and becoming the person I am today.
I have so many memories, events and incidents associated with college. If I close my eyes, I could still see them. As if they are taking place this very moment. And each of them had contributed to my growth. All of them, throughout the 3.5 years I spent in college. All of them, be it college fests, classes or trips.
I have been to two universities, yet, there is something about your undergraduate life. It's what you tell your grandkids. Definitely hide from your kids but hope they have it too. The kind of crazy person you were. You tell them about the time when opportunities seemed endless and afternoons lazy. When you didn't have to think about responsibilities or get mowed down by worries. You just lived in the moment as you lay in the shallow beach waters with a beer in your hand. Or when you had to make an hours trip out of the campus middle of the exams because you wanted to have a keema paratha. Or you decided to watch MIB or an entire season of House the day before your exams. Or take a long walk across the campus as it poured. You could just relax and remain suspended in that moment.
Yeah. College days will probably be the best as everyone moves on with their lives.
Everyone talks about missing their college days. I do not. Because to miss them, they would have to leave me.
xoxo
The Rambler
Rains always remind of the first time I entered college. It was the end of July. The campus was newly washed with rains. Green. Foreboding and inviting at the same time. I was excited. Because I was going to college. And apprehensive, since, being the protective only child, this was the first time I was going to be all alone. Away from home. I still remember my first night. I remember being a bitch and asking the other girls to shut up so I could get some shut eye. I remember the bed feeling so unknown. I remember waking up the next morning and finding the surroundings unfamiliar but realising in a second that a new chapter in my life had started. I knew college was going to help me come out on my own. I was an introvert till then. Still am I think. But I didn't have close friendships, wasn't one of the popular girls or never had a group I could hang out with. I used to study. And read and watch tv. I did all that in college. But in moderation. I did a lot of other things.
I think college helped me become more confident of myself. And more importantly, it helped me be myself. I could be my crazy self and still know I had friends who would stand by me. The 3.5 years I spent in Goa pretty much helped me shape my plans and attitude for the rest of my life. And made me comfortable about the fact that they could change.
College will probably the most important event in anyone's life. I mean. You have school which you spent more time in. But there is something about university. Atleast, it was for me. It's maybe to do with making friendships that last a lifetime. Or maybe to do with taking the first step towards independence. Or for some, maybe their first love. Everyone has their own reasons. But for me, it was about discovering myself, enhancing those traits and becoming the person I am today.
I have so many memories, events and incidents associated with college. If I close my eyes, I could still see them. As if they are taking place this very moment. And each of them had contributed to my growth. All of them, throughout the 3.5 years I spent in college. All of them, be it college fests, classes or trips.
I have been to two universities, yet, there is something about your undergraduate life. It's what you tell your grandkids. Definitely hide from your kids but hope they have it too. The kind of crazy person you were. You tell them about the time when opportunities seemed endless and afternoons lazy. When you didn't have to think about responsibilities or get mowed down by worries. You just lived in the moment as you lay in the shallow beach waters with a beer in your hand. Or when you had to make an hours trip out of the campus middle of the exams because you wanted to have a keema paratha. Or you decided to watch MIB or an entire season of House the day before your exams. Or take a long walk across the campus as it poured. You could just relax and remain suspended in that moment.
Yeah. College days will probably be the best as everyone moves on with their lives.
Everyone talks about missing their college days. I do not. Because to miss them, they would have to leave me.
xoxo
The Rambler
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Overpopulation
I have been reading Dan Brown's Inferno since last week. And before you get all judgemental, I have a predisposition for thrillers and allow myself a treat of thrillers once in a while.
Anyway, first thing that the book has done is made me realise that I want to read Dante Alighieri's Divine Comedy. I want to read about his journey through hell, purgatory and finally paradise. Actually, I mostly want to read the inferno bit of it. Because, apparently hell is described in the most beautiful way. Second thing, it made me think.
I don't know if Dan Brown intended to make his book on the ethical dilemma or not. But, the book does pose a very interesting question. If you had a switch which could kill half the people on the earth (any random half which could include you or your relatives), but ensure that the rest of the human race survives, would you do it? I think I would. But then, that's my answer now. I don't know what I would do if I was faced with the actual switch. The book talks about the bane of overpopulation and how it will be the very reason to destroy the human race unless something is done to stem the population growth and the population in general. Very bold statements are made in the book about releasing diseases into the population to stem its expansion. Which can be termed as quite frightening. But the fact remains that overpopulation is leading to a strain on the earth's resources. And no amount of renewable resources can hide the amount of abuse the earth is under.
As a resident of India, I am very well aware of how bad overpopulation can be. With a population of 1.24 billion with a growth rate which is showing no signs of slowing down, the overpopulation factor is one of the major factors which is impeding India's growth. WIth limited access to amenities by a vast section of the society, the Indian society is suffering from the ill effects of overpopulation. One way to control this growth in population is to implement the one child policy like China did. However, in India, promoting the one child policy to combat overpopulation is most likely to lead to a further decline in the already low gender ratio. The same was witnessed by China with an increase in sex-selective abortions. Though, there has been a ban on sex-selective abortions in India, it is very difficult to monitor such cases, with a number of mom and pop sonography centres across the country performing the discreet services of sex determination.
Anyway, I am no expert on population. So, writing anything more than an opinion on the facts presented in the books is beyond my realm. But the book got me thinking. Which is not something I expect to do when I am reading a thriller. Would I pull that switch? If not me, then hopefully, there is someone brave enough to pull that switch.
xoxo
The Rambler
Back to blogging
So, hello. As promised, I'm back on my blog. Agreed, a little late. But nonetheless, I am here.
As usual, a thousand things are going through my head. But putting them all down would pretty much take eternity. But, I don't have that kind of time. We all die, you see.
On that grim note, let us proceed. First up music.
I have discovered new music while I have been away. And I am ashamed to admit that it is The Wanted. The video is stupid and the boys ugly, but the song 'I found you' is addictive. And I cannot get enough of it. I don't get the craze behind boy bands or boy singers (read Justin Beiber). I mean, yeah, the music is peppy and will make you want to dance. But I don't consider it good music. Good for dancing in a club maybe and listening to while I try to blog away. But that is where it ends. My liking for these songs. Anyway, who am I to judge. I am just as addicted to the song. Though without the screeching and fanatic behaviour.
I have also watched some movies. Bicycle Thieves being the first one to be mentioned. If you haven't watched it, then I highly recommend you do. It is beyond brilliant. I only wish I knew more Italian than the pasta and the bruschetta. Second to be mentioned is Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani. I think I got the spelling right. Madhuri looks HOT. I wanna look like that when I am 40. Although with all the gym and yoga skipping I am upto, that looks next to impossible. A link to a very funny review of the movie:
http://stupidusmaximus.wordpress.com/2013/06/09/we-are-the-youth-of-the-nation-like-totally/
Talking of funny things, I am sooooo excited about finally getting to see The Vir Das this Sunday. I can't help but give a little girl's squeal at the thought. There go my attempts to be all macho. Oh well, I can always blame my x chromosomes for all my girlish behaviour unlike some of my male friends and their PMS symptoms.
Going a bit off topic (although I am not sure entirely what the topic was), have you heard the song Whistle? OH MY GOD! What is wrong with singers. Also, don't judge me if I say it's on my youtube playlist. Which might be a reason for me to go off topic.
Back on topics, men and their pmses. Am I the only female who thinks that the men and boys around her are way more emotional than them. I mean, I don't think I am suffering from any hormonal imbalances, yet, at innumerable points in my life, I have been left feeling I have the emotional capacity of a spoon. Oh, well. It has its upsides.
The monsoons are back in Bombay. But I hate the periods when they retreat to recharge their batteries. Gets so hot! But when they come back it's rather nice again.
Oh, and I also travelled. To New Zealand and Australia. Golly, I just realised it's been a very long time since I posted.
Anyway, I gotta get back to work. And my peppermint tea. (Yeah, I know. Such a girl. Meh.)
Hoping I shall be more frequent with my posts.
xoxo
The Rambler
As usual, a thousand things are going through my head. But putting them all down would pretty much take eternity. But, I don't have that kind of time. We all die, you see.
On that grim note, let us proceed. First up music.
I have discovered new music while I have been away. And I am ashamed to admit that it is The Wanted. The video is stupid and the boys ugly, but the song 'I found you' is addictive. And I cannot get enough of it. I don't get the craze behind boy bands or boy singers (read Justin Beiber). I mean, yeah, the music is peppy and will make you want to dance. But I don't consider it good music. Good for dancing in a club maybe and listening to while I try to blog away. But that is where it ends. My liking for these songs. Anyway, who am I to judge. I am just as addicted to the song. Though without the screeching and fanatic behaviour.
I have also watched some movies. Bicycle Thieves being the first one to be mentioned. If you haven't watched it, then I highly recommend you do. It is beyond brilliant. I only wish I knew more Italian than the pasta and the bruschetta. Second to be mentioned is Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani. I think I got the spelling right. Madhuri looks HOT. I wanna look like that when I am 40. Although with all the gym and yoga skipping I am upto, that looks next to impossible. A link to a very funny review of the movie:
http://stupidusmaximus.wordpress.com/2013/06/09/we-are-the-youth-of-the-nation-like-totally/
Talking of funny things, I am sooooo excited about finally getting to see The Vir Das this Sunday. I can't help but give a little girl's squeal at the thought. There go my attempts to be all macho. Oh well, I can always blame my x chromosomes for all my girlish behaviour unlike some of my male friends and their PMS symptoms.
Going a bit off topic (although I am not sure entirely what the topic was), have you heard the song Whistle? OH MY GOD! What is wrong with singers. Also, don't judge me if I say it's on my youtube playlist. Which might be a reason for me to go off topic.
Back on topics, men and their pmses. Am I the only female who thinks that the men and boys around her are way more emotional than them. I mean, I don't think I am suffering from any hormonal imbalances, yet, at innumerable points in my life, I have been left feeling I have the emotional capacity of a spoon. Oh, well. It has its upsides.
The monsoons are back in Bombay. But I hate the periods when they retreat to recharge their batteries. Gets so hot! But when they come back it's rather nice again.
Oh, and I also travelled. To New Zealand and Australia. Golly, I just realised it's been a very long time since I posted.
Anyway, I gotta get back to work. And my peppermint tea. (Yeah, I know. Such a girl. Meh.)
Hoping I shall be more frequent with my posts.
xoxo
The Rambler
Sunday, May 12, 2013
Rather long delay
I know I have been away from my blog for a rather long time. But, been working and studying and doing all the other stuff that grown ups are supposed to do. Is a real pain. I think I quite enjoy being a student and am definitely considering doing a PhD. Although that isn't quite the motivation schools look for when they decide to spend money on you. Anyway, I shall post soon. After June 1st that is. But a promise has been made and a promise shall be kept. I do have a million things I want to opine about. Mostly women centric. A few on the general state of the economy and the country. Let's see what I do when I do get to it. June 1st it is then.
Till we meet again.
The Rambler
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
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Something to watch
Fire in the Blood (2012) http://uk.imdb.com/rg/an_share/title/title/tt1787067/
Xoxo
The Rambler
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Instagramming too much
After my blackberry crashed, I had no option but to go get a smart phone. I bought the Samsung Note 2. It is quite nice. And after installing a multitude of apps, I spend half of my day on it.
I am even typing out this post on my phone. But only because it is a small one. I suck at typing on the touchscreen.
Anyway, been instagramming a lot. is a lot of fun.
Check the pics out.
Xoxo
The Rambler
I am even typing out this post on my phone. But only because it is a small one. I suck at typing on the touchscreen.
Anyway, been instagramming a lot. is a lot of fun.
Check the pics out.
Xoxo
The Rambler
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