Thursday, February 26, 2009


Good day.. Fruitful.

Made some progress on the craft project ( ilike to call it a project:) )

Spent some time in thinking and trying to find a cure for these mood swings. Seems all of them involve giving up caffiene. That wouldnt help my mood for sure :P.. But while I look for a cure, I just wish I dont do some permanent damage to things/people around me. 
So m focusing on keeping away for a while. Not really successful :)

Really hungry now. And there is something really yummy cooking in the neighbourhood. I can smell it from my room.. Smells like dum aalu.. M definitely very hungry.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

My list

Life never ceases to astonish.

I found out(discovered) a fact about myself that I wasnt aware of - I cannot get bored !!

My batchmates have started complaining about how they dont have anything to do and are getting bored of watching SATC/PB/HIMYM/... all the time. 

But I dont think I have enough time to watch stuff all day. 

Got tons of stuff to do- worse.. with a deadline.. The whole day today is gonna get swaaha on that &*&^%^* project( I call it charity work)

And then I start with the woodwork. Some weeks ago I found these beautiful wooden stuff at a local kabadiwalah store. Rusted nails, a bit chipped and old.. its perfect. 
Bought the supplies yesterday - sandpaper, varnish, paint, brushes, thinner, etc..( i love hardware stores) .. 
I am so very excited about this. 
I hope they turn out to be good.

Then I have the guitar. I realized I have to be really busy if I want to pick up guitar.. I cant play if I dont feel rushed.. 

And the mammoth scary task. Driving school. I hate the thought of driving. I mean I have taken the lessons once and I even have a valid licence. I know how to drive.. but as soon as I go out on the road , some uncanny force makes me freeze. Delhi roads are bad. But it is a fear that has to be faced. Will have to go there tomorrow. :|

And yes,.. then there is more to do- shopping!! But thats for weekends. :D

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Miss Treat

Thats the role I played today.. :)

And you know what.. It seems I will  eventually remember the good journeys. Endings maybe irrelevent :)

I hope so.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Walking down the memory lane

It is a fact that as thinking human beings, we like to reminisce about things past.

Now, tell me one thing.. When you think about old times, is the impressions in your memory clouded by the concluding chapters, the goodbyes? 

Now suppose a good friendship ended on a bad note.. 
If after 5 years you suddenly catch yourself thinking about the whole affair - how will you think about it? What do u think will stand out in memories - the good journey or the bad ending?

Is it really - Only that is well that ends well?  

And the bell rings..

Just finished the last report of the last term..

It feels so..... good !!

And i feel hungry.. Happily hungry :)

Sunday, February 15, 2009


me:  suggest a gud song
 Helmet:  what if god was one of us
 me:  ajite
i believe God is in evry one of us
 Helmet:  maddyyyyyyyy.. that is a song
me: oops

The eve

The day starts as a typical sunday..

Morning paper with a cup of coffee ( yeah .. i am back on coffee.. it feels soooo gooohhddd)

Afternoon transformed it into the typical day before exams.. 

Trying to find out the syllabus

Frantically jugadofying and photocopying of ppts

Evening of highlighting and Post Its


Bottomless nights

(Like bottomless glasses)

Working late usually means working till 1 or 2 at night. 
However, as the end of the term nears, the boundaries keep expanding. 

Just back from a snack break. 

Nowhere near sleeping time.
Ever welcomed the morning before going to sleep??

Will miss this too.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

happy alright

"All our young lives we search for someone to love. Someone who makes us complete. We choose partners and change partners. We dance to a song of heartbreak and hope... all the while wondering if somewhere, somehow, there's someone perfect... who might be searching for us."

- quoted from The Wonder Years

But how do you know whats perfect for you? 

or is perfection too much to ask for ?

(p.s.: Of course it is too much.. As if I were perfect) 

Friday, February 13, 2009

The last lecture

It was a strange feeling..

I didnt know if I was happy or sad. or both?

And its our good luck that our last lecture was taken by the two best professors here. My love for both has surpassed for any other yet. Helmet says its the grey hair effect. I beg to differ. Being nice is so effortless for them. 
They are the only ones whose back to back lectures didnt scare me (and thats a lot)
I feel(and behave) like a kid in front of them..

Hmm.. khair.. 

It was the last lecture of MDI as well. We wont have to attend lectures anymore(though we have projects and assignments left)

No more attendanace issues

No more proxies

No more rushes for the last bench

No more quizzes

No more DCP and ACP

No more ppts and RG

No more sleeping in the classes

No more pretending to be taking notes and doodling instead

No more 15 minutes break when 5 people eat a single samosa

Gosh.. M going to miss classes

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Learning to live artfully

Yeah yeah..

After years of thinking about it, I finally enrolled for an Art of Living program. 

The aim being attaining enlightenment, I think the course is gonna help me after all. See, just joining it make my purse lighter by 1500/-. 


Jokes apart, the course is good. I am just 2 days into it and I am no longer skeptical as I initially was. 

It is certainly tough(tougher than tough) to follow all the rules. Apart from other things they include - no tea or coffee !!! For an entire week.. 

Believe me, you have no idea what that means. Even I had no idea I was so severely addicted. My first 24 hours without my cuppa made me mad. By evening I was so lethargic I could sleep standing. 

But after the session I was definitely better. And today :D :D I am as good as on 2 cups.

Yesterday out of desperation I tried this mint herb tea(they allow you herb tea). 
Very very bad experience. 
Mint flavoured herb tea should be banned.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Towards ending of a chapter

Its happening again..

When the time comes for me to leave, I tend to cling like a baby monkey, to whatever comes in my way. I turn into this emptional fool and subject myself to hurt and pain. And baby this hurt remains even after parting ways.

For the past one and a half years, I kept on repeating that I absolutely hated this place. And now, I begin to notice things I love, people I have started to depend on, those I am going to miss.. And I am scared.

I can see the patterns emerging this time around as well.. But now that I know, will I be able to contain myself and not go bersek ?? 

I will definitely try. Lets see..

Quarter century :)

The day started with my face in the cake (and vice versa) :D 

And as they say.. nothing's like a midnight head wash.. 

Very very rushed morning, rumours of an impending quiz took me to class and confirmation of no quiz promptly took me out of it..

Followed by a happy, loving, laughing (tiring) day.. 
And the perfect dinner - prepared by mukta(i tried to help, burnt a paratha, was confined to cutting up vegetables :D) 
Company of good ol' friends is the best happyfying(remember this word??) thing in the whole world.. (and today i confirm officially: I have missed a lot lot of good people at MNIT. Why didnt I meet them before??)

And believe it or not, the day ended with work - a submission!! 

So here I am. Older and wiser(??) 

And I wonder.. am I anywhere nearer to the answers to these life altering questions - What is the purpose of life, What makes us different from each other , when did it all begin, when will teleporting be a reality, 
whats for breakfast tomorrow.. 

Many many happy returns of the day :)

Friday, February 06, 2009


And yes, I forgot to mention.. 
Got my first gift of this year.. Its so thoughtful.. Touched :)

And though I really feel bdays are awkward and bothersome, I am kind of looking forward to it.

I havnt even decided the dress.. :|

Hope things go smooth. 


The Henna files

I have always been a s**ker for henna.. I absolutely love(crave?) the smell of henna on my hands the first thing i notice when i get up.. its heavenly..

Its one of those things which make me feel so girly :) 

That day I got a compliment(comment ?) that i looked like a girl from head to toe. Now I really dont know what to make of it. She refused to explain further.. Anyways.. I dont mind. ha

And i got these ultra comfy pair of harem pants today.. 
Had always wanted one :D. Ever since that dance in 8th std. Thats an awefully long time to have waited for something. And I also got henna put on my hands. Will post a pic when i wash it off..

Now, if you have ever seen a typical Delhi/NCR bazzar, you would know how these henna artists put up their shops right on the side walk. You sit there, near the road,with all that croud buzzing past you. Normally you become one of tthem and dont pay any attention to the croud around you. But today I did.. and suddenly all those figures in the croud became real people, with  real lives and problems. 

It was a bit disturbing.

Thursday, February 05, 2009

The joys of black and white

Only those who have actually experienced it can understand the joys of reading.

A good read makes one forget everything around them, everything past, persent or future and engulfs them into a world of its own. 

And this book.. I love it so very much that i dont want to finish it too soon. 

With every new chapter it goes into a new untouched area of female psyche and takes the reader along. 

It fills me with so much rage and anger towards all those men. 

Tuesday, February 03, 2009


 From somewhere on the net


This kick boxing thingie.. 

I had always thought its easy to kick a stupid sandbag.. But no.. the moment i planted my first kick it acquired a life of its own. That inert innocent looking bag began swaying and twisting and turning. 
I swear it tried its best to evade my kicks (attempts at kicking that is)

And then it tried to attack me. I positively guarantee it tried to kick me back.

I dont like people(things) who hate me. So, I lost all my interest in it. Went ahead to the faithfull treadmill. It hasnt ever tried to throw me off ever.

I m never going back to that stupid sandbag again!!

Monday, February 02, 2009

- Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?
- I don't know. That's a good question.
- That's when you know you've found somebody special.

When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.

-Pulp Fiction

:) ha

Each item completed.. :)

Some additionals attempted and done really nicely (shopping.. mm :) )

The only thing left was kick boxing. We have this new sandbag in the gym. I have to try it out.
I have always fantasized how it feels.. Dont know why, but i think I will b a natural in kick boxing.

Am I right?? Will know tomorrow.. 

:) smiles sleep.. 

Sunday, February 01, 2009

Genda phool

And others..

Girl left loose on a sunday. All alone. And she's gonna make the most of it. 

Yep. Agenda for today : To turn this ordinary sunday into one of those Goddess of all-the fun girl-pamper yourself-listen to your favorite bad music at full volume-sundays..


Had a good full yum breakfast. Give me mayo any day and i lap up the food like a hungry kid. God, i love food. I love eating it, talking about it, making it and yes fantasizing about it. I have always maintained that I was born to be a food critic. Damn, I landed up in the wrong profession. Sigh..

My morning cup(mug) of coffee with newspaper.. I cant even explain how lovely it feels. Sundays cause me to finish the boring drab main paper asap and get to my favorite part - brunch. 

Well today they talked about makeup among other things(like the history of biriyani. Reminder for my next birth: Become a food critic with a good knowledge of food history).
yeah so makeup is what I read about. I was astonished by the details they got into. You know I have always thought about makeup being an intelligent art. The way you paint a picture, one has to know about shades and all.. So i think a good painter will be a good makeup artist. She will know what shade you apply where and in what quantity to make a long nose appear shorter(or whatever is in vogue thse days). The thing which scared me today was that they have separate makeup stuff for forehead, nose, and take this.. jawline.. !!

What is with people these days.. And I thought separate makeup for upper and lower eyes was the epitomy of makeup freaks.. 


Aah.. lazy sundays..