things i have learnt

Confession:I saw No Entry yesterday.Yeah go ahead n tell me im a looser.But durin the prep leaves,u can even watch a documentary on how mozarella cheese is different from parmesan cheese if it keeps u away from ur books for a while.N here r some of the things i observed.
What men will learn from watchin No Entry:
1.Cheating on ur wife is good.Its healthy and fun.Hidin it from her is even more fun.
2.Bipasha Basu gets hotter every day.
3.Ull be unhappy if ur married ,but u shud get married neways.
4.If salman khan can get hair plugs,so can we!
5.Kamwali bais are really hot minus the tobacco breath.
6.Always drive a cool car.
7.Its ok if ur wife is bitter and unhappy.Thats her job stupid!

What I learnt from watching No Entry:
1.Not all men are jerks,but all of them r stupid.
2.Anil Kapoor,pls retire,or cut ur hair.
3.U r not supposed to oggle at other men if ur married.Ur husbands can do so.They r stupid remember?
4.Try to look as much as possible like Bipasha Basu.
5.The only good thing that comes of marriage,is 'legitimate' children.
6.Be in denial of the fact that ur unhappy,thats what women do best.
6.If u find out ur husband is cheatin on u,dont divorce him,just forgive him.
7.On 2nd thoughts......dont divorce him,live in his house,spend all his money,cheat on him and make his life miserable.
8.If ur not capable of all of the above,just turn lesbian,atleast then cheating is allowed.
Lets just say that No Entry taught me a lot of things.But the hopeless romantic that I am, still believe that not all men are jerks.Atleast thats what my mom has told me.
Just an observation,all the wives in the movie ie Lara Dutta,Esha Deol,and that other wierd looking woman,wear salwar kameezes thruout the movie.But on the poster,they look like ordinary hookers,complete wid the naval showing n all.
So basically,ur allowed to be half naked only on the poster covers,but wen ur an Indian wife,u better not so much as show ur naked shoulder.Ill keep that in mind.And they say we Indians are hypocrites.Idiots.

Whose third world?

Post hurricane Katrina everyone is running about,working for relief work.And Im not talking just bout the Americans.The British,Australians,French and even Russians(though i think thats very hypocritical).But what most fascinated me was India is sending relief to Katrina victims.Can u beat that!!Our so called third world country is helping the great United States of America.Heart warming?Maybe.More like shocking.I mean,Im all for helping these victims and all,but what about people here,in out country?Living in the most
inhuman of conditions.There are about 1400 buildings in Mumbai itself,declared unfit for living.Which means they can collapse any minute and no one can do anything about it.The so called transit camps are even worse.Some of them smell worse than most public toilets! Tragic.Thats the word I can think of.How about helping these people find new homes.But then,we live in a country of hypocrisy where there are no divorces,no one is gay and no one suffers from AIDS.So helping a country which is perfectly capable of helping itself comes with the package.Plus I understand the political issues involved.But what amazes me most is how fragile the so called civilization is.Maybe its just a facade,to hide the the vulnerability that exists within the human race.One blow,and everything is gone.
Its Sept 11 and everyone is praying for the souls of the people who died in the attacks,inculding me.But lets just skip the diplomacy shall we,and pray for the souls of people who died in their sleep when the roof over their house collapsed on their heads.Lets pray for the people who sleep in their houses everyday knowing their beds might become their grave.Very soon.

Arthiritis...my enemy,my friend

Arthiritis is a disease that attacks your muscles.Your joints ,to be precise.Without any cause or reason,it attacks you.And in a few days,your life changes for ever.For people who think artiritis happens only to old people,heres a fact.My father,the dearest man in the world was diagnosed with it when he was just 37.Do you know what its like to suffer from pain everyday?Things that we take for granted,become so damn impossible.A simple thing like liftng a pen from the floor requires so much effort.I hate this disease and everything that goes with it.I hate the fact that its incurable.I hate the fact that it causes so much discomfort,to the person,and everyone related to him.I hate the painkillers one has to take.I hate that I cant do anything about it.
My father is the most wonderful person I know.I dont think he must have ever done anything wrong.To me,he's perfect.So why does someone like him have to suffer?But then someone once told me,bad things happen to good people.Guess it must be true.My father is a fighter.Arthiritis has tought him,and all of us to never give up no matter what.So my dad does everything a normal person would do.While bearing the sometimes excrutiating pain.This very fact makes me love him even more.
Someone once told me,things are more powerful,when u write them down.I want my father's pain to subside as much as possible.I'm trusting the universe to do this for him.

Its great to BE!!!

The time has come when Im finally in BE,final year of my engg course and Im ecstatic!!!I feel so much better when I know it will be only 8 months before I leave this hell hole,and join a boring software job like everyone else.I dont care as long as I am able to earn enough money to get a pedicure every month and pay my cell phone bill,while saving for my Europe trip.Mundane,thats the word for my life right now.Nothing much happens ....ever.One regret is that by some vague twist of fate I got the job in the one city I never wanted to,PUNE!!!Which means that I am going to be compelled to live with my parents for a while which is gonna lead to sooooo many complications which i shall discuss later.The only bad part bout being in BE is my seniors.3 of my band members have left.I miss them so much,and I cant imagine my life without band practice.I cant imagine not being able to sing on stage.Prag,Reshma and Sai.I miss u guys sooo much.Prag is my guiding angel..literally.Reshma,one of the coolest ppl i know,n im so jealous of ur hair!Sai,possible the only person i kno whos shorter than me,but possibly the most stylish person i know.Not a day goes by wen i dont think bout u guys.
I was listening to this song yesterday n thought of u guys.
If ur reading this,put on this song,n vll be together once again...practicing the thing we love most.
Wish you were here-Pink Floyd

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

Lifehouse

Lifehouse's new single 'you and me ' is 6th on the US .So all those who thought that Lifehouse was a 1 album wonder IN UR FACE!!!For those who have no idea what im talkin about,check out their first album 'No Name Face'.Also check out 'You and me' its absolutely beautiful!

thank you

Today I downloaded the new video of Alanis Morisette's 'hand in my pocket',one of my favourite songs.After all these yrs she still hasnt lost it.Every Alanis song reminds me of something that happened to me,or goin to happen to me.Its truly amazing.Some of my darkest moments are spent listenin to her music.The most important thing she talks about is that its ok to be wierd,or different or miserable.U just have to stop caring about it,n do whatever it is that u wanna do.Thats exactly what im doin.So thank you Alanis Morisette for bein there for me.

HAND IN MY POCKET:
I'm broke but I'm happy
I'm poor but I'm kind
I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah
I'm high but I'm grounded
I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed
I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby
What it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be fine fine fine
Cuz I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five
I feel drunk but I'm sober
I'm young and I'm underpaid
I'm tired but I'm working, yeah
I care but I'm restless
I'm here but I'm really gone
I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby
What it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be quite alright
Cuz I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is flicking a cigarette
What it all comes down to
Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet
Cuz I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving the peace sign
I'm free but I'm focused
I'm green but I'm wise
I'm hard but I'm friendly baby
I'm sad but I'm laughing
I'm brave but I'm chicken shit
I'm sick but I'm pretty baby
What it all boils down to
Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet
Cuz I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is playing the piano
What it all comes down to my friends
Is that everything's just fine fine fine
Cuz I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxi cab.....

5 years

Time is runnin out.I am gonna be 22 in a few months.I am freaked out!So since i have nuthin to do in the lab 2day,n i think its a sin to waste free broadband conn i have decided to make a list of the things im gonna do in the next 5 yrs.Im publishing it on my blog so that 1 of ull might think ull might help me to do 1 of these things:
1.Bungee jump
2.Do the macareena outside german bakery.
3.Eat 1 whole chocolate by myself.
4.Buy an apple ipod.
5.Wear an 'I love NY' tshirt.
6.Go to tuscany.
7.Ride a camel.
8.See snow.
9.Buy red shoes.
10.Buy a Louis Vutton bag.
11.Go to Essel World.
12.Help atleast 5 homeless dogs find homes.
13.Actually meet a decent guy who doesnt irritate the hell outta me after 4 days of knowin him.
14.Read a Harry Potter book just to c what the fuss is all about.
15.Learn to meditate.
16.Have a baby.
17.Make more money than my dad.
17.Get my own apple mac laptop.
19.Mix mustard in cuppucino n drink it.
20.Go for a coldplay concert.
21.Actually figure out why im so crazy bout John Mayer.
22.Taste marshmellows.
23.Get a tatto on my lower back,or right shoulder.
24.Prove to my frnds that i was actually meant ot b italian.
25.Stop making 'to do' lists and actually do sumthin.

movie buff (chapter 3) kill bill vol1 & vol2

Now, i think the world is divided into 2 kinds of ppl
1.Who love both these movies & watch it again n again at every opportunity they get(and i dont mean to stare at Uma Thurman's ass).
2.Who claim they dint like it.

I further go on 2 classify them as:
1.Who acknowledge the creative genius that is Quintin Tarintino.
2.Idiots .

The 2 movies kill bill vol1 n 2 are really 1 movie divided into 2 parts.
The story goes sumthin like this:
Uma Thurman plays The Bride.An assassin who is almost killed by her collegues(The deadly viper gang) lead by Bill,on her wedding day.She is also 8 months pregnant at the time.She remains in a comma for 4 yrs until 1 day wen she wakes up.Then starts the bloody,gorry story of revenge.The remaining story is bout how she kills all her murderers namely:
1.Oren Ishi(Half chinese-jap american who is a very powerful boss in tokyo).
2.Vernita Green(Now a house wife,she kills her in front of her daughter).
3.Budd(Bill's brother)
4.Elle Driver(A crazy blonde wid an eye patch)
5.Bill

The reasons i love this movie:
1.Quintin Tarintino is god.
2.The fight of the bride wid the Crazy 88 in Tokyo is FANTABULOUS.Thats right,she fights 88 ppl wid a sword.
3.Gogo Oren's bodygaurd
4.Uma Thurman
5.Daryl Hannah
6.Lucy Liu's 1 liners :'Silly cocasian girl likes to play wid samurai swords'
7.All the 1 liners:'Its not what u have,its what u think u have'
8.Blood spurting outta hands,legs,heads n god knows where.

Ppl who havnt seen most of the movie wont really understand what im talkin bout.Ppl who have,worship both these films.Ppl who havnt seen it i suggest go do it KNOW!

i wonder why......

i wonder why every decision i make at some point of time feels so wrong.
i wonder why every feeling i experience always reminds me of a song.
i wonder why life doesnt seem to get ne better or ne worse.
n every gift that i have ever recieved at some point always feels like a curse.
have u ever wondered what it wud be like to live the life u know u can never live.
n u always have more to take than u can ever give.
what are the things u deserve.what things u dont.
have u ever wondered who decides that.
the most desireable things are the ones most unattainable.
if it is so,then what does desire mean?
sometimes i wonder why i always feel resposible bout some ppl for no reason.
yet im not ready to take resposibility.does that make me irresponsible?or just plain scared.
have u ever wondered what exactly are the things that make u cry?
is crying good or bad,i do not know.i do not wish to know.
i wonder why i always think of this crap wen it rains.but then everything changes with the weather.
but then again, most things dont.
pain,happiness,joy,laughter,touch.all this u feel from birth to death.
then what does growing mean?what does maturity mean if an 80 yr old man feels the same things a 10 yr old does?
very heavy stuff?i kno.so im gonna stop.

i read this a couple of weeks back:'there is no prison in the world that can bind a free spirit,n no spirit so free that it cannot be bound by the chains we cannot see.'

wingless but ready to fly.thats the irony of life.

why does it always rain on me..........

Monsoon is here!!!My holidays r here!!!yipee!!Its amazing how all the other problems in ur life seem so microscopic wen 1 of them is solved.Ofcourse in a few days u realise that u have a lot of crap to deal wid but atleast for those few days ur completely happy.
Now this post is for those ppl who think that u cant do nethin wen its raining.N ppl who suffer frm monsoon depression.Believe me,i kno a lot of these ppl.So here's what u can do during monsoon in pune:
1.First thing on the list has to be spending a monsoon day on Sinhagad.Absolutely fantastic.U can drive,or hike up there,whatever suits u physically.Then go up there n have pithla bhakri which is amazing wid kanda bhajji n dahi.top it off wid masala chai.the view is to die for.
2.Walk in the rain.This shud b done at around 3-5 in the afternoon.
3.Play football in wet mud.I kno its sounds grosse but its sooooo much fun!Ofcourse ull have to do a full beauty routine (manicure,pedicure,faceclean.....big bill for dad)after that.
4.Call ur frnds over n play pictionary.Serve piping hot coffee n samosas.For a low cal option,server unbuttered popcorn.
5.Spend as much time as possible in front of the tv.There is nuthin more relaxing than watchin tv on a rainy afternoon.
6.Wash ur hair EVERYDAY.Unless u wanna look like Sarah Jessica Parker on a bad hair day,always wash ur hair wid warm water to get rid of the frizz.
7.Spend a lot of time wid ur dog.Actually this u shud do in every season.Avoid taking him for a walk in very muddy or wet areas.Will save a lot of dog shampoo.
8.Never ever wake up late on a mornin-after-rainy-night.U r seriously missing sumthin.
9.Another thing i love to do is go for a movie wid my frnds on a rainy afternoon.
10.Spend as much time as possible wid mom.Research proves that women after 40 do suffer frm monsoon depression.There is some big scientific explanation but this is all u need to kno.
11.Take ur little cousin,niece,nephew out for a rain walk n watch urself becomin a kid again!
So njoy the monsoon ppl!love ya!

penny n me.....

.....Coz Penny likes to get away and drown her pain lemonade
Penny dreams of rainy days and nights up late by the fire place
And aimless conversations about the better days.
Some songs are so perfect.u almost feel they r written for u.u know that heavy felling u get in your throat wen ur about to cry?Some songs are just like that feeling.

calling all angels

I need a sign to let me know you’re here
All of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere
I need to know that things are gonna look up
‘Cause I feel us drowning in a sea spilled from a cup

When there is no place safe and no safe place to put my head
When you feel the world shake from the words that are said

I need a sign to let me know you’re here
‘Cause my TV set just keeps it all from being clear
I want a reason for the way things have to be
I need a hand to help build up some kind of hope inside of me

And I’m calling all angels
I’m calling all you angels

When children have to play inside so they don’t disappear
And private eyes solve marriage lies cause we don’t talk for years
And futbol teams are kissing Queens and losing sight of having dreams
In a world that what we want is only what we want until it’s ours

I’m calling all angels
I’m calling all you angels

who do v blame?

A 16 yr old girl was raped a few days ago by a cop in the marine drive police station.She had gone wid her frnds to inquire bout some central exam forms.On the way back the cop scared her frnds away n then raped her.In the office of law enforcement.Cud nethin b more ironic?
Social activist all over mumbai are organsing protests to bring the officer to justice.Personally i wud shoot him in the head n then feed his remains to vultures.But the law dosnt work that way.Authorities claim that the cop in ques was irresponsible n often came to work,drunk.So y wasnt he fired?I wish i was there to take part in those protests.
But thats not y im writin this blog.Shiv Sena,came up wid a ppr couple of days ago which says 'There seems to b a copmetition among girls as to who'll wear the lowest jeans.Wid girls showing off their underwear,who do v blame?'Who do v blame?!!Well..lets c.How bout blaming every man who can even comprehend that he can touch a woman w/o her permission?How bout blaming the eveteasers that hang around girls colleges?How bout blaming every pervert that walks the streets?N how bout blaming the law enforcement officer who thought he cud rape a 16 yr old kid?No that dosnt make political sense.So lets blame the girls who thought they were living in a free country.Lets blame the 'bad western culture'.Lets blame the girl who left her house not knowing a drunk cop wud ruin her life that day.
I have nuthin against shiv sena.Infact the party has raised some issues that make sum sense to me.But it seems that the party just needs an excuse to blame the west.Being progressive doesnt mean forgetting one's roots.N even if it does,its nobody's buisness.'Who do v blame?' is not a question.Its just an evidence of the hypocrisy that still exists in our society n proves that democracy is just an illusion.

damn!

Mom got home chitale bandhu 'bhakarvadi'!will start diet tomm...for sure.

red alert!!

Hey ppl!rem my 1st blog on food?now that problem has begun to show.i have put on some weight in the past couple of weeks,n am goin on a strict low carb,high fibre diet.So those of u who r my chocolate doughnut,irish coffee n chicken sandwich buddies,pls do not call me for atleast a month.But if u wanna join me for a salad wid low fat dressing or long walks in sindh soc,ull r welcome.*hughz*

movie buff(chapter 2)

I dont even kno what time it is but i was pgming n the soundtrack of this movie began to play so im writin this long overdue blog.
JERRY McGUIRE:
Confession:im not a tom cruise fan.infact i can barely stand him.But this movie is diff.U cant help but adore him,n every other charachter in the movie.
Story:Jerry Mcguire is a hot shot sports agent workin wid a top sports agency.He's also about to get married.Dorothy is an accountant n single mom workin in the same firm.She is secretly in love wid jerry,who dosnt kno she even exists.Everythin is goin well until Jerry suddenly suffers frm an emotional crisis.So 1 night he begins to write.He writes a mission stmt bout how the agency shud cut clients.Less money,but more attention for their clients,n distributes it in the firm.He's fired the next day.In his dramatic exit frm the firm,he challenges to start his own firm,n asks if ne of the employees wants to join him.Needless to say Dorothy does,w/o thinkin twice.But now Jerry has no job,no clients except for a outta form football player(Cuba Gooding Jr).He even brks up wid his girlfrnd. On his path to self discovery Jerry falls in love wid Dorothy n his 5 yr old son n marry's her.However the pressure gets to him n he ends up screwing the marriage.The rest of the movie is all bout how he get's his life n marriage back on track.
The movie is so great because:
1.Cuba Gooding Jr who also won an oscar for the role is awesome in the movie.
2.Tom Cruise is more than convincing as a man tryin to find his place in a cynical world.
3.The movie has some of my fav dialogues n scenes like 'SHOW ME THE MONEY!!',n zelwegger's 'i love him for the man he is,n the man he wants to b' n ofcourse who can forget the climax scene in which jerry goes to dorothy's house n gives the 'u complete me' speech.
Jerry Mcguire is not a movie to b missed.
Here's the title track of the movie.It's awesome!

SECRET GARDEN -Bruce Springsteen.
She’ll let you in her house
If you come knockin’ late at night
She’ll let you in her mouth
If the words you say are right
If you pay the price
She’ll let you deep inside
But there’s a secret garden she hides

She’ll let you in her car
To go drivin’ round
She’ll let you into the parts of herself
That’ll bring you down
She’ll let you in her heart
If you got a hammer and a vise
But into her secret garden, don’t think twice

You’ve gone a million miles
How far’d you get
To that place where you can’t remember
And you can’t forget

She’ll lead you down a path
There’ll be tenderness in the air
She’ll let you come just far enough
So you know she’s really there
She’ll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say
She’s got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay
A million miles away

scary.

Just read this in the ppr yest.A b school grad chucked his 9-5 job to write.He's now a script writer for Ram Gopal Verma n some others in the industry n he loves it.Here's what he said "After life imprisonment,a career is the worst thing u can do to a person.".Scary...very scary.

Depressing

I just found out that the rain on Wednesday tht made me so happy took 2 ppl's lives.A domestic servant and her 10 yr old daughter were goin home frm work wen it started to rain.They took shelter in a building under construction wen a few bricks fell on them because of the storm,killing them instantly.May they rest in peace.Sometimes i wonder if god even exists.

Movie Buff (Chapter 1)

I know u ppl must b wonderin why im comin up wid chapters for every post.But i have so much to write bout on 1 topic that 1 blog wud not b enuf.
Neways,im a movie buff.The biggest 1 there is.I cant help it.I love to watch movies so much,i can actually watch the same movie a million times n still manage to cry,or laugh at the same scene over n over again.HBO n Star Movies r a boon.Dont kno what i wud do without them.Bottomline,the movies iv seen have a lot to do wid what i am 2day.Now this blog is basically meant to educate ppl who dont watch great movies mayb coz they havnt heard of them,or they dont have the inclination to,or whatever other reason.Believe me, i kno ppl who still havnt watched 'Chocolat'!So in this series of blogs im gonna write bout the movies i love,n y i love them.Ppl who dont watch movies,this blog can b pretty boring for ull.
Here's a list of the movies im gonna b writing in the next few days:
Forest Gump
Uv Got Mail
Chocolat
Kill Bill (Vol 1,2)
Fight Club
Jerry McGuire
When a Man Loves a Woman
Phsyco (1,2,3)
Sleepless In Seattle
The Ring
Monster
Chicago
Never Been Kissed
Rear Window
Life,Or sumthin like it
Pirates of the Carribean
Catch Me if U Can
Edward Scissorhands
Traffic(actually ne movie by Steven Soderberg)
Dumb n Dumber
My Left Foot
The Village....the list is endless.
The first movie im gonna talk about,is Uv Got Mail.Now ppl who know me well,know how much i love this movie.Its the greatest romantic comedy of all time.Have seen it 15 times!
The story is about a young book shop owner Catherine(Meg Ryan) in Manhattan,who falls in love wid this guy she meets on the internet,Joe Fox(Tom Hanks) who is actually her real life buisness rival ie they hate each other.Joe's multibillion dollar bookstore chain, causes Catherine to close down her shop.Joe soon finds out who her internet love interest,actually is.The rest of the story is bout how he wins her over.I love this movie because
1.Its set in New York which is 1 of my fav cities(hope to go there someday).
2.Meg Ryan looks great wid the haircut every1 wants
3.Its a love story which gives u that warm fuzzy fellin inside.
4.Tom Hanks owns a dog in the movie.
5.Tom Hanks looks hot in the movie.
6.Tom Hanks.
7.Wenever ur frustrated wid life,this movie makes u hopeful
So ppl who havnt watched it,get the dvd 2day.
More movie reviews comin soon.

5' 2" above the ground !

Thats right.Im 5'2" tall,or shud say 5'2" short.Im a small person.Ull probably never spot me in a crowd.So many times im mistaken for a kid.But im a small person wid a big heart.Atleast i like i tell myself that.
Wanna kno the worst part?My kid brother(14 months younger to me) is 6 feet tall.So wenever v go out ppl say "Ur the elder 1??!!".Yeah,yeah.Well atleast i wont have to lie bout my age wen i grow up!Then vll c who has the last laugh.In school I was the tallest among the short girls.Wen i used to tell my parents that,they wud have a good laugh for about an hour.Then they wud say "Oh! dont feel bad!small girls look like dolls!".Now that wud really really piss me off.
The problem wid being short is that miss out on a lot of things.Like u cant reach the topmost shelf of the cupboard n ur struggling on ur toes,n then ur frnd walks in,lifts her hand n asks in that wierd sarcastic tone,"What do u want frm up there?" Grrrr!!Secondly u can spend an hour dressing up but ull never look half as hot as the girl who's just a couple of inches taller to u.Whats worse,i have a phobia towards high heels!Another excuse for my best frnd Amiya,to nag me.So im short and i dont wear heels!Thats just great.God is just way too kind to me.There was a time wen i was about 16 wen the bus conductor asked me if i wanted a full or half ticket.I swear i wanted to hit him so badly!Why the hell do u have to b tall neways?Just to fit the standards set by good for nuthin,anorexic magazine cover models?Im very happy being short,....i think.Atleast i can still fit into the clothes i bought wen i was 13.Im dead serious.
Good things come in small packages.So here i am 5'2" above the ground n im very happy being here.The good thing bout being short is that ur always underestimated.One of my fav things in the world is to perform on stage wid my band.Im up there wid ppl i love,wid ppl who love music as much as i do,n in front of ppl who love music as much as i do.Thats wen i feel tall.Another thing,im gonna learn to wear high heels one day.Infact 1 day ppl r goin to admire how graceful i look in heels.Thats a promise.R u reading this Amiya?So all u ppl out there who always felt short,there r plenty of ways of being tall.N to my band,thank u for makin me feel so tall.

I wish i was 7 again....

Somethings happen in life for some vague reason n they make u change ur perspective on any n everything.I seem to have some kinda wierd pact wid god.Wenever i feel my lowest,he does sumthin funny or joyful or unexpected for me.I think he's my personal shrink.He knows wen i really need my little miracles.He gives them to me without asking.
Right know im passing thru 1 of the lowest phases in my life.For numerous reasons that i cant explain.So what does he do?Yest wen i was about to leave for my evening walk,it started to rain.Rain like nethin.It was beautiful.There is sumthin so joyful bout the rain.Specially if its in the middle of April.I ran to my balcony n enjoyed 30mins .I jumped,got wet,had the best time iv had in weeks!I was 7 again.
Iv realised sumthin.U must never miss n opportunity to b a kid.Im not sayin chidish.Im sayin u gotta b childlike every now n then.Like dance in the rain,cycle,run...not jog,run!,play hide n seek etc.Never fails.
30mins later i was a new person.Like all the bad parts of my life had faded away atleast for a while.Felt like a new me.Things r so clear n right wen ur a kid.Even a candy bar is a dream come true.What happens wen u grow older??U take things for granted.Not knowing how fortunate u were to have it.Thats y i wanna b 7 again.For know im just goin to thank god for giving me my rainy evening wen i really needed 1.

love actually....(Chapter 1)

I read this book once which inspired this post.Here's a line frm it.
'The good part about love is that it makes u feel like a child everytime u c the one u love,it makes u wanna brush ur teeth everytime u go out and u feel a high greater than the high u wud get wid tonnes of alcohol or dope.The bad part is,it causes a lot of pain,is the reason why ppl celebarate Valentine's Day,and is the inspiration to numerous Celine Dion songs.' The author of this book is my Guru.More theories on LOVE coming soon.

nightingale...

Every summer i listen to a lot of Norah Jones songs.Dunno y.Just her music is very much like summer.Neways here is a song by her .It pretty much describes my state of mind right now
Nightingale
Sing us a song
Of a love that once belonged
NightingaleTell me your tale
Was your journey far too long?
Does it seem like I'm looking for an answerTo a question I can't ask
I don't know which way the feather falls
Or if i should blow it to the left
All the voices that are spinnin' around me
Trying to tell me what to say
Can I fly right behind you
And you can take me away

80386 rocks!

Im just studying 80386 processor protected mode n i think its the coolest piece of machinery!The developments frm 286 to 386 are so amazing!Everything frm the segmentation,privileges,paging etc are completley diff frm the 286.Its like all the concepts v studied in 8086 were so useless.386 is such a no nonsense machine.Intel so totally rocks.Also Turly is the best book i have ever read in my entire life!Better than Tanenbaum,zacky or Gaonkar.I love MBS.Ne 386 protected mode fans,pls comment.

calvin

just read this somewhere:
did u ever wonder the person in the puddle is real n ur just the reflection? :-calvin
think about it.

My Little Balcony

Everybody has their own hiding places.A place where v go to get away from it all.For me its my little balcony.Its a cute little round balcony 6 floors above the ground.It overlooks a small road.U know, one of those cute back roads in residential areas.The road is lined wid those yellow street lights and it looks great in the night.I wonder y the govn has started installing white street lights in some places,it looks hideousThe view frm the balcony is amazing.U can c buildings from every angle.Some concrete jungle.Its actually not that bad.
My fav part of the day is frm 11-11:30 in the night.I like to call it the 'happy hour'.This is the time which i always spend in the balcony.Everybody is asleep,there is no noise,no disturbance.Time to think n reason.Its amazing how a busy city like Pune turns so quiet in the night.U can c ppl taking their night walks,street vendors heading home.U can hear an occasional utensil fall in a distant house.U can actually hear trucks driving on the nearby highway.In winters u can hear the train whistle!Its almost magical!Time to think some more....so many 'life sucks' s n 'why does this always happen to me?'.So many questions,so little answers.Who wants to kno the answers neways.Half an hour is over.I cud stay in the balcony for the whole night just thinking.But there are pgms to b completed n assignments to submit.Today,for atleast half an hour,i was completely happy.Thats enough to get me thru the next day.
This is one song i love to hear during the happy hour:
The summer days are gone too soon
You shoot the moonAnd miss completely
And now you're left to face the gloom
The empty room that once smelled sweetly
Of all the flowers you plucked if only
You knew the reason
Why you had to each be lonely
Was it just the season?
Now the fall is here again
You can't begin to give inIt's all over
When the snows come rolling through
You're rolling too with some new lover
Will you think of times you've told me
That you knew the reason
Why we had to each be lonely
It was just the season

summer time

Hey people,i kno its been a long time n i kno u guys have missed me.Problem is my computer is not working n my vendor thinks hes gods gift to computers.Neways thios blog is bout summer time.I love summers.I love Pune.I love summers in Pune.So many memories.Dont have summer break nemore but i used to, n it was 2 months of bliss!Summer is so much fun.If u leave out the time betn 11 to 4,the weather is pretty good.The moring is cool,the nights are warm wid cool breeze blowing.Wonderful!N pune ppl are so chilled out all the time.Wenever u feel tired,just drive down to the nearest coffee shop n gulp down a glass of chilled ice tea.Get out ur shorts n khakis n just lounge at a frnds place or sumthin.Swim to ur hearts content.Everybody is allowed in everybody's pool.Loads of fun.Pune is great during summers,i hate metros,i hope it dosent turn into 1.Now the 2 reasons that i love most bout summer are:1.Watermelons.2.Mangoes(alphanso)Watermelons:There are loads of these in the market in summer.Here's how u eat it:On ur evening walk(this is a must in summers),buy 1.Now go home,dont drink water.Cut the watermelon into cubes,n keep in the freezer for 5 mins.Get it out,sprinkle salt,n eat wid a fork in the balcony.Amazing!If u have some left,send some to the neighbours.
Mangoes,Alphanso Mangoes:I think mango is the greatest fruit in the world.A ripe alphanso mango is simply divine!Here's how u eat it:On a hot summer afternoon,before lunch,put some mangoes in a bucket of cool water.Eat only 70% of the lunch u wud normally eat.Now wear ur old clothes(coz mango stains CANNOT be removed),n sit on the floor to eat the alphanso.Never slice or dice the mango,thats just an insult to it.Remove the cover carefully n eat the whole thing.This is a technique which u will only master wid practice.If u want my dad can coach u.I can eat around 3 mangoes at a time,but remember too many mangoes,very bad for the stomach.More summer tips will b posted soon.Cya.

I HATE CRICKET!

Yes i do.Im an Indian n i hate cricket.Taboo!!loads of 'oh my god'!s.N Asha is probably goin to hate me.But i cant help it.Im writing this blog right now becoz my perfectly good sunday tv afternoon was completly ruined by the damn match.Test match.I think they r the most useless things on earth!5 days of taking run ups,hitting the ball,no boundries,no wickets (atleast for a loooooong time),no drama, nuthin.For 5 days.Worse,my brother LOVES cricket.Which basically means that on the day of the match,my mom wears earplugs n takes her headache medicine,so v can fight over the tv all v want.But i just dont get it!i mean, what exactly do u c in a cricket match? Its ridiculous.Nuthin ever happens.Also i dont understand what the hell is a LBW.N im tellin u,no1 does.Every1 claims they do,but no1 really does.
N whats wid the damn commentry.Whats wid that phsyco Sidhu.I have a theory thats its the media,not the game itself,responsible for its popularity.I mean y else wud u require a cleavage showin,always smiling bimbo to publicise the world cup?N plus the stupid commercials after every over!god.Watching cricket is almost painful.The only cricket match i remember enjoying was the 1 in banglore where kumble n srinath batted superbly n won the match,thats it.
I love watching football though.Thanks to Bhanda n Samir,who taught me how to appreciate a good football game.These guys dont think much of cricket but they worship Man U.Football is awesome.First of all it finishes in like 40 mins.Plus i think its so much more cooler than cricket.Tennis is great to watch except it is not as exciting as football.I also had a shot at playin it for the college team,my mom almost fainted.But im not a very sports person i guess.I jst think ppl shud think beyond cricket.No hard feelings all u cricket worshippers.

sorry

Hey all my blog fans.Have not been able to write nethin for the past few days.Hate to write all those boring blogs bout what i did the whole day.So ill spare u the pain.It seems im suffering from a bloggers block.Dont kno what to write about.Although had the smoked chicken sandwich at barista n YUM although never ever have the strawberry smoothie there .Will write soon,i promise.*hugz*

The prince charming syndrome

Hey all u faithful bloggers!Thanks for chekin out my blogs regularly.N thanks for all the good reviews.Some of u told me u wanted to strangle me for makin ull read shit but most of ull liked it.So thanks.Now this new topic is based on a discussion i was havin wid a frnd the other day.So its about the prince charming syndrome (PCS).Who is this prince charming?He's the guy that every girl(n some guys) dream of.He's...well charming.He's hansome,tall,dark,funny,witty...blah blah.Research proves that most women start thinkin bout this Mr Right(prince charming sounds too outdated) since the age of 13! Which means they keep waiting for the right guy to come along practically all their lives.Shocking?I think not.I mean look at everything around us.Since pre-school our brains are fed wid cinderella n snow white stories.V grow up reading mills n boons,watch movies like 'uv got mail' n 'pretty woman'.So we shud not be blamed for pcs now shud v?
Which brings us to the most imp ques:Does Mr Right exist?I will not lie to u coz u guys r my frnds.He most certainly does not.Sorry guys.Atleast not for 99.9% of the world.The rest of the 0.01% r movie stars n models.N half the time they find out their Mr Right is gay.So i think its about time v stop thinkin that sum1 perfect is goin to come along n sweep us of our feet.
That brings us to the next imp ques:'Who do we end up with?'
I had seen a movie once ,a line in it went sumthin like this 'Most women keep waiting for Mr Right to come along wen Mr Right-here-Right-now is waiting in the corner bar!'.True?
Introducing Mr Right-here-Right-now.Usually a frnd uv known for a while or ne other guy who has a thing for u.What attracts u to him?Well he likes u, n thats flattering.So then shud u go in for this one?No,not at all.Coz its for all the wrong reasons,n u kno better than that.
So then who?Everybody, i wud like u to meet Mr Feel Right.He's the guy ur not sure u wanna end up wid.Probably sum1 u totally dint expect to end up wid.Or he may come really close to being Mr Right.Bottom line:U cant really describe this guy.He just....feels right.The fact that u r attracted to him for reasons u cant really figure out,drives u crazy.But thats the fun part.He doesnt need to sweep u off ur feet.Uv already fallen head over heels for him.Hes the kinda guy u can have an actual conversation wid.U dont have to try too hard to be with him.U dont have to dress up around him.He doesnt get u flowers,he doesnt have to.U actually miss him wen hes not around.Thats Mr Feel Right for u.Take him or leave him.Although i wud say take him.
So all my women frnds reading this blog,ull r beautiful brilliant women.Dont just blow off Mr Feel Right n wait for Mr right.Coz mostly it will not happen.For all of u who want more info n relationship guidance contact me.For all those who dont...ur loss.Mhuuuuhhhaaaa...

The most beautiful girl in the world

Yesterday my life was touched by some1 really special.Some1 i cant get outta my head.My life will never be the same again.Her name was Shalini.It means beautiful in sanskrit.A 12 yr old girl.She came to me house yest wid her parents.Wen she entered my house i cud not take my eyes off her.Then i realised i was being rude.So i tried to act as normal as possible.This girl was suffering frm dwarfism.A condition that forces her to b as tall as a 6 year old.Shes a dwarf born to normal parents just because her mothers gynec gave her an overdose of calcium wen she was pregnant.
Is she bitter?Not at all.She is in the 6th grade.Usually comes in the top 3 in her class.Never stops smiling.Infact she has the prettiest smile i have ever seen.She will not give up.She is fighting.Fighting against this condition.15 days in a month she goes to Bombay for therapy.The doctors are tryin to stretch her legs.They plan to make a gap betn her joints n fill it with metal.After the therapy is over she will b about 4'8'' or so.Im never goin to crib bout bein short again.
' How much does it hurt?' i asked her fellin stupid bout the ques afterwards.'Very much she said.But i dont take pain killers'.Later her mother told me that she stays up the entire night coz of he pain but doesnt take painkillers coz it makes her drowsy in school.
Today morning there was an unexpected calm in my head.Suddenly everything is right.That girl's courage has influenced in a way i cannot explain.Suddenly i kno sumthin good is goin to happen.She will always b in my prayers.Shalini,the most beautiful girl in the world.

India the land of fairness creams

I still havnt recovered frm the shock i was in wen i saw a fairness cream ad on tv.It went sumthin like this: A mother goes in a photo shop to clik her daughter's photo n the guy on the counter asks her 'shadi ke liye hai? 2 shades lighter kar doon?'.I was disgusted beyond imagination.
After all these talks about womens liberation,womens rights,feminism,india shining n all the possible bull s***,v r left wid ads like these that r not only demeaning to women but our country as well .India is a lovely country.A land under the sun.Im proud of my wheatish complexion.I think Indian women look beautiful the way they are.But our fascination wid the fair skin just proves that v have a long way to go before we become proud of who v r.Ppl buy these creams.I dont understand why.Want to kno the irony?One of the fairness cream companies sponsors womens day.A day that celebrates women,wether black or white or brown.
Marketing is evil.I realized this wen i saw an ad of a baby oil which is meant to make the baby fairer.I have nuthin more to say.All i can do is hope that our country wakes up to accept who v r.Wen women are appreciated just the way they r.Wen matimonials in pprs(i hope they r stopped too) stop sayin 'Wanted educated fair girl for nice boy'!Wake up my beloved country.Stop before our children suffer frm an inferiority complex.I wish these fairness cream ads stop soon.I wish fairness creams stop.

Being 21 sucks...

1.Because all of a sudden things like career,future,relationships,marriage etc start clogging ur head.
2.Because ur mom never fails to give u a lecture on the importance of marriage.
3.Because wen u tell ur frnds u went out wid a cute guy the 1st ques is : 'what does he do?'.
4.Because ur mom insists u learn to make round chapatis.
5.Because ppl ask u ques like 'what do u plan to do after engg'.
6.Because if ur ans to this ques is 'Dunno...maybe get married and have loads of kids ' then they dont get the joke.
7.Because suddenly wearing ur fav mini skirt becomes a big deal.
8.Because wen u meet ur school frnds after a very long time,they ask u 'So..wassup wid ur love life?' n u answer 'nuthin' they look at u like ur an alien wearing a bikni!
9.Because wen u tell them u like being single,they laugh out loud.
10.Because wen u go shopping wid ur cousin for her kids u suddenly find urself thinking 'if it was my daughter i wud have bought this'.
11.Because u suddenly start reading the health coloumn in the newspaper.
12.Because u actually think of following the diet mentioned in it.
13.Because the frnd u loved shopping wid suddenly starts goin to the salwar kammeez section of the store.
14.Because it scares the living daylights out of u wen u actually find urself falling for sum1.
15.Because u start feelin stupid about celebrating ur bday
16.Because u find urself actually reading femina n cosmopolitan.
17.Because u find out theres no such thing as a real world.
18.Because u find that ur suffering from a quarter life crisis.
Being 21 sucks......

Wonderful Wednesday

Wednesday is my fav day of the week.Not Sunday,not sat but wed.The thing is that my dad has a holiday on Thurs.Hence wed is his weekend.I always remember as a kid waiting for wed to come.I wud hardly c my dad due to his hectic schedule but wed was diff.My dad is always in a great mood coz he gets to do his fav thing i.e. drink his scotch which hes allowed to do only once a week due to health reasons.N he puts on his fav western classical music like mozart,beethoven etc.
My dad is the sweetest person wen hes drinking.U can ask him for anything n chances are that ull get it.
Q:'Dad can i get a little extra pocket money this season'
A:'Sure how much do u need'
Q:'Dad can i buy those amazing shoes which ill rarely wear?'
A:'Ok sure as long as u be nice to ur brother the whole week'
Q:'Dad can u multiply my pocket money by 10 so i can move out n pay for my rent n phone bill?'
A:'What r u high or sumthin?'
Ok that was askin for too much.
But most of the stuff gets done.
N the food is great too.Maybe some fried fish wid my dads famous egg n lettuce salad n bread rolls.Today was a perfect wednesday as always.No matter where i go or what i do i will never forget the wed evenings that v have had for years.

i have a problem

I have a major problem.I love food.I love everything about it.I love every cuisine there is.I love the blandness of maharashtrian food,love the spiceness of tamil home cooked meals,the exuberence of punjabi 'desi ghee' stuff,the feel of melted pizza cheese in my mouth,the distinct flavor of basil in french food..i love it all.
I have always maintained that there are 3 types of ppl in the world:1.ppl who go to a sushi place n gulp the damn thing down coz its fasionable(85%) 2.ppl who dont care(14%).3.Ppl who gulp it down coz its food n hence there can be nuthin wrong wid it(1%).
I belong to the 3rd category.What helps is that i have frnds who love food too.So life is great.
My fav shows on tv r cookery shows coz i love to c great food being made.I will not rem who won best supp actress at the oscars this time but i know what dessert they served at the post oscar party. Wen v r sitting for a boring lec v tend to day dream.My frnds think bout their boyfrnds,a movie they just watched or sumthin like that.I on the other hand think bout the perfect doughnut wid chocolate frosting that i just had last evening.
So then whats the problem u ask?The problem is that as much as i like my food,i love to fit into the jeans that i bought 3 yrs ago.Coz i love them too.N the rate wid which my food obsession keeps increasing so does my waist size...sob. N every other day me n my frnd sam make a promise to ourselves that v r NOT goin to binge.The next day v r at barista havin the heavenly chocolate chip muffin n coffee.Talk bout irony.
So frm now on im goin to accept who i am.Im a foodie.N if this obsession will make me 80kgs by the time im 35,so be it.Amen.

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