The epic warfare of the Rafael Nadal-Novak Djokovic Australian Open final - Grantland

The epic warfare of the Rafael Nadal-Novak Djokovic Australian Open final - Grantland:

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Brilliantly written!
xoxo
The Rambler

Getting ready

So... I am getting ready to go off to uni for my masters. And by getting ready I don't mean packing. I am just watching my mom and dad pack. :) Utterly lazy I have become in the last two months when I was at home with absolutely zilch to do. Hopefully some of the laziness will wear off one the course starts. Else quite frankly, I'm screwed.
Today in US open final at some ungodly hour in the night. I'm not watching. Will try and catch the highlights. I so wanted Federer to be in the finals. Not because I am a Federer fan. But simply because its easier for Nadal to beat Federer than to beat Dokovic. Especially after he has admitted that he has some sort of a mental block against Djokovic.
I know I had made tall claims of writing with a particular topic in mind. But I am not feeling for, against or neutral about anything at the moment. And I was feeling kinda guilty for not writing anything for so long.
Hence all this nonsense.
Anyway, dunno when I'll be able to post again.
Hoping against hope that Nadal wins
Till the next post
xoxo
The Rambler

Wimbledon

Nadal used to bite the Wimbledon trophy. All Djokovic did was eat grass from center court.
Yes... I am depressed and whiny that Nadal lost the match. Too terrible it is. And he didn't play how he usually plays. Sniffle.
I am too depressed to write right now. Just finished watching one of the more boring episodes of Gossip Girl on Zee Cafe. Well, I know what happens in the next episode and it is a very interesting one. :-) (Hint: Piano)
Anyway, I am off to bed now prolly.
Why did Nadal have to lose? Why? Why? Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?
Here's a picture of Nadal with 9 of his Grand Slams (Only French Open 2011 is missing):

Hoping that Nadal keeps winning them till I can afford a Wimbledon ticket
xoxo
The Rambler

Just nothing

Well, the rains went and came back again. Its wonderful again. I refused to post anything on my blog till the rains didn't come back. Nyah, nothing like that. I was feeling lazy. As usual. Anyway, done with my project for my internship. Just 4 more working days left for my internship. And that too shall pass. Eventually. Gotta start working on my 3000 piece puzzle in the meanwhile.
Did I tell you? The entire thing fell down. :( All the hardwork wiped away with a gust of wind. Sigh. Had to build the entire thing again.
Oh... and seen this new location thing? I can actually post where I am posting from. So cool! Damn! It should've come when I was in Goa too.
Anyway, I don't have anything particularly important or worthwhile to say. There has been a major increase in the number of women criticizing "blondes" as other women generally like to refer to them as. But I really don't know what the hype is about? I know I get bored if I am stuck with them for more than an hour (And I am a very patient person). But I don't get why anything they do pisses other people off. Everyone has a right to do what they want and all that blah. And I guess everyone has a right to say what they want also. But seriously, if it annoys you SO much, then just don't add them to your facebook account or wherever on the internet they are pissing you off. So Simple no? I am pretty much a genius.
Speaking of no... Nadal won :D :D He's the second youngest to win his tenth grand slam. Will do. I don't mind. As long as he keeps winning them until I can afford a Wimbledon ticket. A more interesting fact about Nadal... He's the first tennis player to model for Armani. He replaced Christiano Ronaldo and David Beckham... I think. Anyway, a photo:

Too hot no? Check out the Armani jeans video too. 

Off to watch easy virtue now. God... I love Colin Firth.

xoxo

The Rambler

To do list if and when I have money to spare

I think I am going back to my old lazy days of not posting on the blog. What to do? I blame it on my genes. I am definitely sure that there's a laziness gene. When and if I make enough money, I am going to sponsor a research on this. Definitely! On the top of my to do list when you have money to spare.
And since we are on the topic of things to do when and if I have money to spare, here's the entire list:

1. Fund a research on the laziness gene
2. Buy a Buggati Veyron
3. Buy a Berkin
4. Buy one dress from Oscar de la Renta, Elie Saab and Marchesa each
5. Buy Cartier jewelery and Harry Winston diamonds
6. Open a Swiss Bank account
7. Buy a house on the Upper East Side, French Riviera and Monaco
8. Buy a dress made of French Chantilly lace
9. Go eat at all those restaurants which I had mentioned in an earlier post
10. Open an ice cream place where they make all kinds of icecream except butterscotch
11. Buy a Belgian chocolate making factory
12. Get my own sushi chef
13. Get my own Chuck Bass and Mr. Darcy
14. Get J.K. Rowling to change the ending of the last Harry Potter book
15. Watch a Wimbledon final

I guess Money can buy happiness. If not, it can compensate in some awesome ways. :P
Well, I wanna add some more points to this list. But right now, this is where the list stands.
Lessee how the plan goes.
Till we meet again
xoxo
The Rambler

after a long time

Well, I know I am posting after a long time. Not my fault. Actually it is my fault, but I am trying to make some lame excuse if I can come up with it.
Anyway, I got lost at the station today. I also forgot where the first class compartment was, so I had to get into the second class compartment. No worries though. Not too many people wanted to get into the train. I guess it was coz it was only going to Dadar.
Anyway, I have noticed that a lot of people carry Blackberries in the train. Nice!
Also, stations and trains seem to be this place where couples meet, chit chat, go for a walk (in the train or station and not the proverbial park). Good for them I guess. This is what space constraints in a crowded city like Bombay does to you.
I have just realized that I haven't written poetry for a long time. A very long time. Sigh. This weekend then. Anyway, my plans for making macarons have been postponed to next weekend since my mom said my ingredients for macarons would disrupt her domestic expense plans. Plus, she doesn't trust me to make macarons. What hard times!
I was watching the top 10 diners on TLC (My absolutely favoritest channel EVER!) yesterday and I realized with shame that I still hadn't completed the list of my top chefs. Sigh. So many things to do. So little time.
I have begun compiling a list of books that I wanna read. The list already runs to some 10 pages long and I am nowhere near completing it. Of course those 10 pages are from my diary, but my diary ain't minuscule, so the list is PRETTY DAMN LONG. (Reminds me of a gossip girl line on PDA, but nevermind.)
Which reminds me its been so long since I have re-watched any of the gossip girl episodes. I wanna, but I am really not sure whether the show is family friendly or not. :P
Anyway, It returns, April 18th I think and Chuck will be chasing Blair. I am so gonna love it!!!!!!

After that digressiveness, let me come back to books. Aren't they the best things ever? I am currently reading One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez and the book is just so poetic. The poverty, the war, everything has a certain... let's say romance in it. I know, the book is extremely sexist. But then, I quite like it. Thank you Rameez for the book!
Anyway, I shall return to watching the match on my new HD TV. :D
The TV is the only reason I am watching the cricket match. I'd rather watch Tennis. Talking of tennis...Somdev Devarraman... good going!
And I absolutely hate Djokovic for defeating Nadal in the finals.:-|
Waiting for Chuck to chase Blair
xoxo
The Rambler

Need to remember I have a first class train pass

The other day, I was supposed to go to my office. I hadn't been to my office for quite some days and hence promptly forgot that I had a first class pass to that station.
The going to office train ride was pretty OK. I mean I got into the second class, but I got in at the terminal station, so I got a window seat and all.
But the coming back journey. Oh god...Please don't ever make me forget that I have a first class pass. I got poked and pushed and shoved and I was carrying a heavy laptop!!!!!
I have no idea whose toes I stepped on or who I did all of the above actions to. But then again the very women who had shoved me into the inner depths of the train regretted it (HAH!!!!)
Anyway, I got a seat the moment the train started. So that was pretty cool and I really wanted to smirk and put my tongue out and say "That's for poking me lady"
But being the nice, good mannered girl that I am, I stayed put and tried calling my mom who for some reason kept on cutting my call before I finished saying whatever thing I wanted to say. I know I can be a bit boring at times but NOT THAT BORING! (I found out later, she couldn't get signal, so all is forgiven :P)
Apart from this, train has also improved my hitherto non understandable Hindi. YAY!!!
I bet I can speak better Hindi than Malvika. :P Maybe not as fast, but definitely better.
In other news, Nadal is out of the Australian Open and so are my hopes of seeing a Rafa Slam. Dammit, why did he have to catch that stupid flu... >.<
Extremely depressed I am today. Have been hugging Balloo and Bambi since it happened. Not that I don't do otherwise. Its just that I have a reason now to do so now. :)
Anyway, I shall be off.
Waiting for the Rafa Slam and my next train journey
xoxo
The Rambler

just coz I love him :P

xoxo

The Rambler