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Le Titre- Tall

2009-04-20T09:08:00.000-07:00

I found her idea of tall way too cute...

The Blame Game

2009-04-07T05:27:00.000-07:00

With elections around the corner, almost every single discussion on TV, newspapers, magazines and even those among us tend to the same conclusion - Our politicians are all corrupt, immoral, lazy and good for nothing. And that we are being ruled by a class of politicians who are way below what we deserve.

Here, I have a tiny little thing to say.

'Democracy is a device that ensures we shall be governed no better than we deserve.'

We say that politicians take bribes. But who is giving them bribes? They sure aren't taking bribes from Mr. Invisible. How many of us will actually wait for 3 months to get that telephone connection and not slip in 500 bucks to the BSNL guy to get it in a month? How many of us will insist that our car be taken to the police station on jumping a signal rather than paying 50 bucks to the Police guy and finishing it off?

We blame the lack of security for every terror attack in our country. But how many of us will actually arrive at the airport 2 hours early for the security check without cribbing and complaining about it? How many of us will happily let our bags be frisked at the multiplex without calling it a useless headache?

What I want to say is that we are the same as our politicians. We do just what they do. The only difference being that they do it on a larger scale. They take bribes. We give bribes. We jump about things for a month after things happen. They jump about things before things(elections) happen. They talk of big things and don't follow it themselves and we also do the same. So basically they are an impersonation of of what we as a people, as a society, as a nation are. And instead of criticising your leaders this election season, try and bring about the changes you want to see in the leadership of the country in yourselves first; the rest will follow.

Jai Hind!

The Story . . .

2009-04-02T08:57:00.000-07:00

He was like just another guy on the campus. He loved bikes and designing one himself was what he lived for. It was around when he entered college that he realized he was a little different. He was what other people called ‘not normal’, ‘not straight’.

Jokes on people like him were flying around everywhere – in movies, award shows and among his friends. Every time there was a gay joke cracked, he would smile. He would laugh. But every single second he laughed, it was killing him inside. He thought, in being what he was, he was wrong. He was ashamed of that part of him. He began hating himself for what he was.

Not knowing what to do, he killed himself.

Most homosexuals may not kill themselves like he did. But many of them do kill that part of them and camouflage themselves in the normalcy of the society. And the ones who are brave enough to go against the wind and stick to their identities, in their struggle for acceptance, meet with humiliation and mockery by people like us at every step.

Why aren’t we ready to accept homosexuality as something normal? If it’s ok for Guy A to like Mango ice-cream and Guy B to like Chocolate ice-cream, why isn’t it ok for the same Guy A to like a girl and Guy B to like a guy? (The comparison was silly, but it had a point.)

There isn’t much that we as individuals can do to help their cause. But maybe we can at least stop making fun of them.

Homosexuality - A Joke?

2009-03-27T06:17:00.000-07:00

As 15-16 something teenagers, most of us love cracking gay jokes. More so because of the Dostana and the popular Kantaben gags which feature almost every year in Filmfare Awards since KHNH. I can't really be writing this as person who has always been on what I now think is the right side of the issue. I was more often than not a part of the majority who makes fun of homosexuals.

Der se hi sahi I now know that I was wrong.

In our class of 25, the most popular jokes have homosexual themes. In an atmosphere where homosexuality is treated like 'cheeee', what if there is this one silent guy who laughs at all these jokes, but cries every night because he thinks is gay and doesn't know what to do about it.

Why are we taking this as a joke. Most movies which ever mention homosexuality will use it only as comic relief. (The exception being My Brother Nikhil). I hereby declare my support for the gay rights movement.(This was a litle over the top)

To all people who are against gay marriage and say its against the laws of Nature - Which laws are you talking about? Did Mother Nature appear before you and tell you the laws?

Anyways, I request all of you who read this to pledge their suuport to this cause.

My Memories...

2009-03-24T21:39:00.000-07:00

In whatever now remains of my vacation, I'll try and write about major things that happened around me all these years and how I as a child saw it. Today when I look back, I find those perspectives quite interesting. So before I forget these things, I'll put them on paper(or rather on blog)

First up, are the Gujarat riots - 2002. This was probably the most important piece of history that I lived through. I was thankfully not a victim. But it did impact my thoughts.

I was in class IV then and we were to have our picnic to a water park the next day. We were all jumpy jumpy about it. We had our 'list of things to be brought' ready. I guess it was in the last period that our class teacher(Manjari Madam I suppose) came and told us that the picnic was cancelled. We weren't told why this had happened. So naturally, our tiny little brains statred overworking to work out the reason. We concluded that the water park was closed because the owner, who was quite a crook, had landed up in jail again and so the water park was shut.

Disappointed, when I reached home, I rang up Dad and told him about the cancelled picnic. He was sounding a little confused now. It was then that he told me that a train was burnt in Godhra. "Where is Godhra?" was the first thing I asked him. "Its somewhere nearby" came his reply.

When I think of all this today, the part which inrigues me the most was that for almost an entire day, all I was sad and worried and depressed about was the picnic. Reading things like "50 people die in Godhra carnage" appeared simply trivial to me. It wasn't that we were insensitive. It was just that we didn't know what communal riots were all about. We didn't know what the death of 50 people meant.

Till almost one day after the riots things were fine; in Anand at least. The next day, we even had school. It was supposed to be a Gujarat Bandh that day. Again, all we were worried about was that kids of other schools were getting a holiday and we weren't.

The fear began when some mob leader threatened to stone the school or something like that if the school wasn't shut down. Not everyone knew this. I happened to be at the reception when all this was happening. So I knew.

Anyways, this was the first time we were being sent back home from school with such urgency. This was the time the Hindu mobs had begun taking to the streets. My parents trusted my maturity and the news channels' sensitivity and they let me watch television for all the news on the riots. What I saw on TV that day scared me. It was really scary. I had never even heard of things like these, leave alone seeing.

To make me feel a little better, my parents took me for a stroll in the campus. (I was living in a really secure campus, probably the most secure place in Anand then. So life inside the campus could go on as usual). We went upto the gate and the guards said the customary 'Salaam Saab' to Dad. Everything looked pretty normal. It was in the night, so the empty streets also blended into the apparent normalcy.

But, this peace and quiet, was quite literally the calm before the storm. Suddenly, there was shouting all around. It turned out that the bakery near the temple was being looted before being burnt. I was immediately taken back home. But the images haunted me. It was the most popular bakery around. Everyone went there and at almost all times, you could see the sadhu sant people from the temple eating something there. Why then did they turn against that very place?

Riots make people blind to other peoples pain, deaf to the cries of help of the kid next door and they also maim them by tieng up their hands when they wish to stand up against the wrong being done. People whom you proudly called your family suddenly become people of the ither religion. Riots like the one we had scar human relations forever.

Most riots in this county are not due to something genuine people feel or have experienced. Its because someone who can speak convincingly thinks he'll benefit if people are at each others' throats. Non existent problems are made in the 'burning issue of the hour'.

But at the end of it all, it is the optimistic human spirit which triumphs. Sure it takes time to heal the wounds of a riot. But with the years, people are willing to put aside their past and start afresh once again . . . .

Of beggars and exploitation....

2009-03-19T00:57:00.001-07:00

There are basically 3 kinds of people:-

1. People who give some money to beggars....always. But they are really few.(me included)

2. People who dont give them money, but are willing to buy them some food.

3. People who'll do nothing for beggars and say that beggars exploit us.

The first time I noticed this was when I saw an old lady asking for some money in Lajpat Nagar. I fished out a 5 rupee coin from my pocket and gave it to her. The teacher who happened to be with me called me and said this to me - "See, you are a mature girl. You should be careful of these people. You cannot give your money to these people. They loot you. They exploit you. Understood?" I was flabbergasted. All I could do was to murmur a 'Yes Ma'm'.

What she said sent my brain into a tizzy. These apparent 'words of wisdom' had defied all what my parents had taught me about helping people and all sense of logic which I had in me. How could a weak old woman who probably hasn't eaten anything for days 'exploit' me?

When I posed this question to some of friends, the most common answers I got were "Beggars aren't really poor. They have so much money with them. They beg because they are cheaters" or "Beggars should not be given money as they are lazy and do not want to work and earn money."

Yeah right. Beggars are so rich that they could even beat the Ambanis in the Fortune 500 list(sarcasm intented). Think sense people. Haven't you heard of unemployment in this country? Its not that they don't want to work. They dont have any work. Even if they are feigning a handicap or making up stories about dead mother, we must realize that it is their ccircumstances which force them to do this.

The entire point of this post is to tell all people who fall in the third category that don't camouflage your stinginess with overdone morals or philosophy. Change your attitude. Help people. If you don't want to help, then don't stop others from doing it. And remember, It is only because of attitudes like yours that we still have people in this world dying of poverty.

Indu<3

A year to remember...

2009-03-18T02:05:00.000-07:00

The last 12 months have been probably the best ever. So, I've tried to jot down all things which made this year so special. Here it goes...

1. I could get mom the birthday gift I had promised her 2 years back. :)

2. Got back my confidence. I realized that I do things best when I try to be me.

3. I am now proud to be what I am.

4. Finally managed to pull myself away from the 'pseudo-friends'. Wait, can I even call them friends?

5. Met some people who are now an inevitable part of me. Swaroop, Riddhi, Pari, Ritayan - I would die f I don't have you with me. Love you all.

6. Rediscovered an old friend. She stood by me all these years and I never even saw her. Thanks a lot Heli.

7. Fell in and out of love(crush actually) witha person and I am extremely embarassed about having liked him once.

8. Got my priorities right in life.

9. And lastly, I started blogging. I love you blog. :)

| Indu <3 |

Dead Poets Society

2009-03-13T02:51:00.000-07:00

I was watching this very nice movie this afternoon. Touching, really touching. It did give me new perspective about life and everything else.

There is this scene sometime in the beginning of the movie where Williams has the students to stand on the desk as a reminder to took at the world in a different way, just as Thoreau intended when he wrote, "The universe is wider than our views of it".

The other thing i want to post here are the lines by Henry David Thoreau which were read at the beginning of each meeting.

"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately,

to front only the essential facts of life,

and see if I could not learn what it had to teach,

and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived …

I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear;

nor did I wish to practice resignation, unless it was quite necessary.

I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life,

to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life,

to cut a broad swath and shave close,

to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms..."

Le Titre

2009-03-12T06:29:00.000-07:00

These are the pics i clicked for the competition on Cuckooji's photo blog. The topic was 'SELF'.

This is me. :D Rather this is a rather nice hazy reflection of me on the lcd tv.

The other side of me.... :P - my face reflected on the mobile screen and my back reflected on the mirror behind me, reflected on the mobile screen. :)

This picture is so full of me. Cant see me? All those things kept there a things which i like, things which are close to me - they are pretty much a reflection of what i am. Btw, the silhoutte of someone on the glass is me.

कहानी II

2009-03-12T02:26:00.000-07:00

पिछली बार जब तुम आए थे, लगा था की कुछ ख़ास हो। तुम्हे अपने पास देखकर हमेशा एक हसी सी होठों पर आ जाती थी। नज़रें हमेशा तुम्ही को ढूंढती और लगता की जो चेहरा ख्वाबों में आया करता था, अब वो सामने आ गया। मुझे लगा था की ज़रूर कुछ तो होगा हमारे बीच।

पर जब उस दिन तुम बिना कुछ कहे चले गए, इस सब को एक ख्वाब मानकर, तुम्हे हमेशा के लिए भुलाने की ठानकर और अपने बावले मन को कोस कर हम आगे चल पड़े।

Womens Day Special :)

2009-03-09T02:55:00.000-07:00

Women really need to be empowered. Because only when a country's women are empowered can the country propsper. Right? (you better say yes)

So, in all these years whos been the pioneer in women empowerment in our country? Indira Gandhi - for showing how strong women can be? ICICI Bank for having all women at the top? NGOs for fighting for women? Or Ekta Kapoor and her women brigade for completely taking over Television in India? With all due respect to all of these people and many more, I think its none of them.

If there's someone who has actually helped our daughters, sisters, wives, mothers and aunties feel really empowered its TVS.

Yep, TVS, Honda, Hero Honda, Kinetic and other 2 wheeler companies for making Scooty, Zing and the like. All my years in Gujarat, one thing I have seen is that you'll hardly have a house here where theres a girl and no scooty, activa, zing, pleasure and yes even yo! bike. Once a girl gets her vehicle she feels independent. No more waiting for dad or bhaiya to drop her at the movies or pick her up from her girls' night out. I, being the feminist I am, love it when a girl on her Scooty whizzes past the goon guys, who trouble her, on their oversized vehicles.

The Gangster Interview - I

2009-03-06T23:24:00.000-08:00

If you've known me in the past few months or so, I might have told you about my new found fascination for interviewing a gangster. Currently I cant do that for umm.... *some* reasons. Hope the reasons get cleared away soon. Until then read this - my 'made-up' gangster interview.

The 'protagonist' of this interview is mix of a particular ex gangster friend of mine, a random phone stalker and my own imagination.

Ex gangster friend, I am sorry I am making a litle fun of you in this. Sorry.

Random stalker, thanks. You and your antics are what have basically inspired this character.

__________________

In maroon are my questions. In green are his answers and in purple in c++ comments style are my thoughts

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Hey! Good morning! You are the leader of Rally X right? May I know your name?

I tell real name or style name?

/* Style name? my my! */

Tell me both.

My real name Panu K Patel. But this name has no weight and style. So i made my name - PKP. Call me PKP.

Ok PKC....

(Gangster gets angry) Its PKP. You are insulting me....

(Scared, very scared) Sorry PKP. Please don't get angry.

Don't worry. I never get angry. I am a nice gentle lady man.

/* Gentleman? Ladyman? Gentle lady man? */

(confused) Lady man?

Yes. No girl can ever stay away from PKP - the lady man. My magic always working on them.

Oh! A ladies' man... So how many girls have you dated?

Honestly I tell you, I dont remember how many. I dont even remember their names. Girls are like hawa ka jhonka. One comes and goes. Then next comes. You know something? I never propose to girl. Girl always propose to me. I see her face and understand what she thinking.

So, is there any girl in your gang?

No no no. Girl only for time pass. Girl cant do work we do.

/* Work? :o */

Ok. So what kind of work do you do?

We... err...umm... do many works. Very dangerous work. Very risk work we do. (makes the kind of a face your grandmother would have made while introducing the villain of the fairytale)

Dangerous work like?

Oh there are many things

/* Is it? */

Many things like?

Err... I cant tell you. Its a secret. You cant imagine what kind of work we Rally X people do..

/* Yeah right - secret. You do nothing. */

Ok.

Your gangs name....Rally X. I find it very interesting. How did you come with such a fabulous name? ( smiles sarcastically)

Top class stylish cool name no? It was my idea. All gangs having local names like Street Riders, Road Rulers. We wanted something different. So i phoned my brother in America. He gave this name.

You are the most feared gang in Anand. What is the secret of your success?

Our gang was diferent. We had a different style. Instead of doing latest fashion, we think different and made our own different style and fashion. We saw English movies and did different style from it. People were scared of us because when they saw our different style, they know that we were different...

/* The 'different' obsessions of 'different' people */

And It was this difference which made all the difference. Right?

Yes.

You said you coopied your style from English movies...

No no. We didnt copy. You know my own slogan? Its 'Copying is injurious to PKP'.

to be continued....

कहानी- I

2009-03-06T23:05:00.000-08:00

एक शख्स जिसे हम ज़िन्दगी के किसी हसीन मोड़ पर मिलकर भूल चुके थे, अचानक से लौट आता है और ज़िन्दगी को अपने रंग से रंग देता है। हमारे सारे दर्द वो अपना लेता है और अपनी सारी खुशियाँ हमसे बाँटता है। हमारी गुमसुम सी, अँधेरी सी ज़िन्दगी में रौशनी की किरण बनकर आता है।

कभी लगता है की ये मेहेज़ एक इत्तेफाक है की हम उस से इतने बाद मिले। और कभी ऐसा लगता है की ये कुछ और है। उसके इस तरह से आने में कहीं खुदा का कोई इशारा तो नही? ....

Pakistan attacked ..... again

2009-03-03T01:21:00.000-08:00

"Sri Lankan players attacked in Pakistan"

Honestly, this didnt shock me one bit. It was to happen some day. Our neighboring country is at WAR. Rather, its always been in a state of war except maybe for a period of relative calm during the tenure of Musharaf. And a warring country is definitely not the best place to go and play cicket. Lets be happy that our BCCI babus had the brains to drop the Indian tour to Pakistan inspite of being accused of dampening the apparently warm relations with our neighbour.

What should top the list of the Pakistani government is to fight the war and win - with or without help from outside(read US), not cricket or promotion of bollywood movies or even democracy for now. And yes, stop calling acts of terror 'cowardly acts'. They are not. And calling them coward is not really gonna demoralize them cuz they aren't doing this to win your bravery medals. They do this to kill people. And they are doing it *ahem* pretty well. If you can do something do this - fight the war, restore temporary control over the rougher Northwestern tribal areas and educate your people.Elevate them from the abject poverty they live in now. This war can never be won on the might of the bombs and Kalashkinovs alone. Give your people a better life. When people have food to eat, a roof over their heads, books to read, work to do 'jihad will definitely seem less lucrative than it does now.

Offer them a future that is bright enough for the scores of young people of your country to choose life over death. Peace will come only when progress will come and progress is possible only when we have peace.

Babies of Brothels

2009-03-02T03:50:00.000-08:00

They are the blotches on our otherwise dazzling, glamorous urban lives. They remain neglected - always. The only time they are mentioned is when we abuse a girl we really hate or while accusing dirty boys of doing dirty things in dirty places.

We complain of our kids getting affected by the violence they see on cartoon network in the comfort of their homes and under the constant attention of their ever doting parents. But we never think about how much their children might be affected by all the 'things' going around them. Too young to understand any of it, they probably do get a sense that every night when their mothers go into the room with a new 'uncle' its something not very good happening. The world of drugs, drinks, lies and deceit becomes a part of them. And the cycle goes on forever. Generations of teenaged girls are forced into prostitution - forced to sell what a girl holds most valuable to herself.

I dont know what we can do to help them or to get them a dignity in the society. But I do know that something has to be done.

Ending on a rather strange note for now...

iNDu <3

My 'Joint' Family :D

2009-02-13T01:55:00.000-08:00

For the first time in sooooo many years, I feel I 've found a family in my new found friend circle.
For the sake of a non hindi speaking friend i am also adding the english translations

Riddhi- Mummy

Abhijith - Daddy

Ritayan - Dadaji/ Paternal Grandfather ( Dadiji=> zeel :P)

Pranjal - Chachaji 2/ Patrenal Uncle 2

Heli - Naniji/ Maternal Grandmother ( Nanaji=> Jini)

Pari - Chachaji 2/ Paternal Uncle 2 ( Chachiji 2=> **h**i)

Snigi - Mausiji/ Maternal Aunt cum Chachiji 1/ Paternal Aunt 1

PT - Mausaji/ Maternal Uncle ( Hes yet to be a part of the family though. His inception might just be tomorrow. Pray for him.)

Me - _________

I love you all. <3

The Teenage Problem

2009-02-02T08:22:00.000-08:00

The last couple of days, I ve been getting a lot of survey forms about adoloscence. I must say they some of the questions are ridiculous.
Sample this
Q You feel committing sucide when you...
a)Get less marks
b)Get scolding from teacher
c)Get scolding from parents

And

Q Do you talk to your bf/gf when you are alone at home?
a) yes
b) no

Of course some of these questions make perfect comic material. But somehwere this also points something really bad.

Does the Society as a whole think of teenagers as dim witted half kids half adults who are driven into mood swings and sucidal tendencies by the slightest of triggers? Are teenagers just supposed to have crushes, smoke and drink? Is breaking rules, disrespecting authority and being a good for nothing rebel all what we can do?

Maybe I am a little out of my mind right now. But these questionnaires do get me depressed.

Mere Khwabon Me Jo Aaye...

2009-01-28T04:13:00.000-08:00

This is something a lot of girls do when they are 'sweet 16'. So I thought maybe I too must give it a shot.
SO here it goes.

My Ideal Guy
He must be nice to people.
He doesn't need to look like brad pitt. But must be moderately good looking.
He must be able to put up with all my pagalpanti n mood swings n all other vellapanti that I do.
He must respect Women.
He shouldn't smoke or drink.
He should love me more than Suri loved Taani <3

Silly. Ain't it?
Cant help it.

:D

Advice

2009-01-20T02:56:00.000-08:00

An honest piece of advice for all my friends.

You are ignorant. I never made fun of your ignorance. Then why do you make fun of other people's awareness? Learn to respect knowledge cuz you don't have it.

:|

Enlightened ....

2009-01-20T02:39:00.000-08:00

Rewind to a little before a week back. I was upset. Depressed. People around me hated me way too much. They hated me so much that they told my friend to 'stay away' from me. I went into introspection mode to see what was it that was a problem.

I realized that in most cases, the problem was within them, not me.

Another thing i realized is that i am a 'good girl'. I care for half the planet. I am not cool. At least not the way everyone thinks. And that I must be me.

I realized things like exams, being the topper, being loved by everyone have no meaning. These are way too inconsequential things.

I believe that life gets its meaning only when you can make a change for the better in the lives of other people.

No, I am not writing an essay on humanity. These things are true. And there will be a time when all of us realize this. Just that it gets a little late sometimes...

Oye Lucky Lucky Oye - My take

2009-01-11T00:04:00.000-08:00

The best movie of the year. Yes its better than Jaane Tu... and even Rock On.
Lemme do the review taking one aspect at time.

Abhay 'hatke' Deol - A great actor. Hes definitely got the best acting skills among the 3 brothers. He makes Lucky lovable. Hes got everything right about the character - from the 'mercdee' to the way he walked n talked. You'll love his wit and his dimples. This guy has sure earned himself another fan.

Paresh Raval - I still cant figure out the reason for his triple role. But he did his bit well. This was perhaps his best this year...Way better than Mere Baap Pehle Aap.

The Director - He has done his homework well. Having stayed in delhi for quite some time, I could relate to most things shown in the movie. Like for instance the Highway farmhouse weddings and the drunk son of a minister creating trouble.

The Music - Its perfect. Fits just Right in the movie. Feels like a part of the movie and not a mere addition to it.

The script - Great. Most characters have the depth required. Apart from telling the story of Lucky, The film also has subtle mockeries at Hindi news channels and Delhi Police. The script keeps you hooked on till the end.

But this movie will be termed 'boring' by the masses. There are quite some reasons for it. First: the humour is subtle. There is no 'look-this-is-a-joke-laugh-at-it' humour or the priyadarshan inspired tom-n-jerry sequences which makes the movie devoid of humour for the 'aam aadmi' Second: To understand a lot of things in the movie you need to be a lil familiar with Delhi and its people. Third: The punjabi accent makes a lot of dialouges uncomprehendable for a lot of people.

I am not calling these flaws because these happen to be the very things which make me like this movie.

I would give the movie a 5/5 for Abhay's Acting, Dibakers Direction and the Superb Script. (notice the alliteration :P)

Life lessons: How not to share your problems

2008-12-17T20:51:00.000-08:00

I am not alone but lonely. However cliched it may sound, it IS true. I have friends, true friends, with me. Yet i feel alone. I dunno why but i never seem to have some1 who ll listen to me. Just listen to me and not fake his sympathy for me.
I have stopped crying in front of 'other' people. Cuz it makes no difference to them. At least not for the better. My crying or sulking about my life just gets them pissed off and way too disinterested. So every morning when i wake up, I put on that veil of happiness and go around helping people. So that No one else needs to bother about me.
I have started watching SRK movies a little too frequently. For I see them as my anti-depressants. They somehow manage to instill in me the hope that things will actually get alright someday.
I have started behaving like a silly 8 year old. Just so that I can for some time think the old times n smile.
Moral of the story: Keep your problems to yourself. Dont bother others with it cuz they are too busy to care or too insensitive to care for you.

I am sorry Mom

2008-12-17T20:46:00.000-08:00

M sorry I am a terrible daughter.
M sorry I can never help you out with anything - cooking, cleaning or anything else.
M sorry for my carelessness has always embarrassed you.
M sorry I am not pretty or soft spoken.
You brought me up with so much love. And I am sorry I'll never be able to return all that love to you by living up to your expectations. I know I am worthless and that i cant do anything. But I really am sorry for my existence.
I am sorry.

Loser

2008-12-16T03:46:00.000-08:00

U are a loser.

U are NOT cool.

U are not funny.

Your dressing style isnt trendy. Its just cheap.

Your 'style' is NOT style. Its just....pah!!

You don't look cool with the thoe goth bands. They look like a spring on your hand.(Thanks Raag for this one. I could never have thought it)

Girls don't think you are hot. You are not.

Your attitude is fake.

Your talks are all lies.

You have a really huge, with a capital H, misconception about yourself.

Pity that girl you are hitting on.

Or no. A ****e like her deserves no one better than you

F*** off. And yes for humanity's sake, DONT send me those pathetic messages of yours.

cheers,

iNDu<3

Generation Gap

2008-12-08T05:01:00.000-08:00

Generation gap is when you are watching Rock On with your parents and in the Dandiya scene you just cant stop laughing and your parents keep staring at you wondering if they need to call a doctor for their daughter who is laughing for apparently no reason.

*sigh*

cheers,

iNDu<3

Why?

2008-12-06T03:11:00.000-08:00

This is it now.

He IS hitting on my best friend. So now I hate him.

Ok, I dont hate him. But I dont like him. The only thing he can do is run and jump. He is dumb.

So now officially my crush is over.

Or maybe not.

Why? Why? Why?

Why I cant stick to what i decide?

*sob*

I wish.....

2008-12-05T01:22:00.000-08:00

How I wish God Almighty had given him some brains. If he was a lil, just a lil smarter i would hav proposed to him. Really. Hes really lovable. His smile kills me. Every time smiles I go Ahh...

*sigh*

cheers,

iNDu<3

Thank you Blog

2008-11-29T05:37:00.000-08:00

I just realized how much you mean to me.

Middle of the night...

Theres this thought disturbing me and theres no one i can talk to about it...

What do I do?

Hit the blog. Type it out and theres this strange feeling of satisfaction. I feel theres someone listening to me with an understanding heart.

Deepest of the secrest, wierdest of my dreams ... I can share with you every damn thing.

I love you.

cheers,

iNDu<3

PS: Please excuse me if I am sounding a lil lunatic.

P****v ka GK - II

2008-11-29T05:33:00.000-08:00

XYZ: India ka national animal kya hai?

P****v: Lion.

XYZ: [:|]

Sorry P****v. I do feel bad for you. But I hate the way you keep staring at me n the person sitting beside.

Thank You...

2008-11-29T05:21:00.000-08:00

This post is for this really nice person who was always a friend but never that close. Someone who i think i can relate to. Someone who has a really good and honest heart.

Amidst all those tears of mine when i was looking for suppoet my hand went on to the phone n dialed his number. (ok this is sounding a lil too cheesy...but it actually happened that way) And there he was reassuring me. Telling me his own stories, making me realize how lucky I am, being my guruji, giving me those spiritual discourses.........he made me smile. :)

You are a gem of a person. You really don't know how special you are. Damn all those people who poke fun at you. You really are special. Just don't let yourself to be changed by anything in this world. I love you for what you did for me.

Thanks a lot.

cheers,

iNDu<3

How to be a volunteer

2008-11-27T04:22:00.001-08:00

1. Take the team people and feed them pani puri iwth double the Chilli Powder

2. Show them the loo, wait till they get in and lock them up

3. Tell them that terrorists have struck the school and send them back to wherever they had come from.

4. Keep talking to them about how you hate Andrew symonds, blah blah blah...

Ok thats it.

This is insane

I know

Dont ever do it.

An entire day of volunteering will make anyone talk such shit.

cheers,

iNDu<3

I thought we were done with it

2008-11-27T04:14:00.000-08:00

Yes we were. 3 weeks of not seeing him had made things fine and i had statrted hating him. But Monday morning i enter the school and i see him n his dumb smile........and I am floored.

Why doesn't this happen to him. Why can't he for once get floored by my smile? Why always me?

Ok now for the last time.

I hate him

I ahte him

Yes i do.

*sigh*

Please someone make me hate him.

Please.

cheers,

iNDu<3

PS:- I wanna hate him cuz dres no point liking him. I think hes hitting on my best friend.

The Case of the Unbreakable Specs :P

2008-11-26T08:49:00.000-08:00

Would you trust the salesman at 'ChashmaGhar' when he says that the specs he has just sold to you are unbreakable?

I happen to know a particular person who did. Not just that, he was so bloody sure that he challenged this erm...rather powerful(read hefty) friend of his that he couldn't break it.

Result: He broke the specs. No. actually the salesman was right in a way. The two lens pieces didn't break. They just came off. It was the frame that broke. The lens was made plastic.

ROFL.

Ok. I know you don't find this funny. But laugh.

cheers,

iNDu<3

P****v ka GK

2008-11-26T08:45:00.000-08:00

XYZ: India ka Capital kya hai?

P****v: Mujhe pata hai, mujhe pata hai!!!! Mahendra Singh Dhoni

To one of my closest friend ever hugs

2008-11-26T08:18:00.000-08:00

It hasn't even been half a year i met you. I am clueless about what was it that led to what is today one of my most cherished relations. You weren't even in my class. I don't remember when exactly was it that we became best friends. But 'Jo bhi hai, Achha hai' :)

I- the tomboy. You- the 'item' :p

You dance like osm and I cant dance to save my life.

Your poems sound like Shakespeare and mine sound like Nursery Rhymes.

Honestly I find it funny that we are best friends.

Did you know that you were like one of the first people i told about all those pressures I was facing? You were the first person in my life with whom I have shared the wildest of my fantasies and stupidest of my dreams and wierdest feelings for *ahem* you know who

I love the innocence( m nt really sure if thats the right word) in your eyes. I love the way you try to be happy even if deep within you are crying. I love the way you take you friendship with *sum ppl* seriously even when he isn't nice to you. Most of all I love how you called up tonight to tell *you know what*

I completely love you(in a non gay way). You are gem. And I am sure *he* will also love you when he knows who you are as a person.

Now this is my attempt to tell you how much you mean to me in a cheesy 'full form' way.

R- Ravishing

I- Intelligent

D- Dashing

D- Daring

H- Helpful

I- Inspirational

Hahahahaha..........Guess that gives you an idea how dumb I am.

Anyways. I dont know why i wrote this.

cheers,

iNDu<3

I Love you guys

2008-11-22T03:46:00.000-08:00

Ok. This post is a total contrast to my First Couple of posts where I lament about my class.

The thing I now LOVE my class. Its so much fun ie. if u ignore irritating 'sum' people. Who ever thought I could be happy in this class with just 6 girls.

I love the way we have fun. I love the way we have 'unity' without having to chant it. I love the way we pass time in Maths and English periods. I love the way you stop halfway when you abuse cuz "ladkiyon ke saamne to mat bolo". I love the way we had fun on Teachers' Day. I love the way you let me play volleyball even though i play pathetic and encourage me by saying 'Jhinge se to achha maara'. I love the way we clap for absolutely no reason. I love the way we wish the birthday boy/girl a zillion times in a day in ultra-slow motion to waste time. I love your 'Pranav ka GK' jokes(although i think uski thodi zyada hi uda rahe ho). I love the way how a game of 'KING' with you guys makes me forget even my biggest sorrows. I love the way you guys din't complain on my party day even though there was hardly any place for you guys to sit. Most of all I love the way everyone else is jealous of our masti. I love everything about you. And I never want to leave you guys and go.

cheers,

iNDu<3

PS:- To all you people who think our class is bad ........ Die :x

Fun

2008-11-15T03:28:00.000-08:00

Its so much fun when you make someone jealous. :D

If you've never done that. Try it its fun. Especially if you half hate and half love that person.

2008-11-14T02:18:00.000-08:00

I am not going to Singapore. i dint get the scholarship.

Its feelin kinda strangely funny now. Something like - one moment ' awww. i really wanted to go' and just the next minute ' thank gog, agar chali jati to i wud've missed so many things here'.

Its been quite some time now that I've known of the result, and after all due consideration (??) I think its good. I'll be with my parents and that is supposed to be good. Isn't it?

Maybe, India is where my destiny lies. Yes, I do believe in fate and destiny.

PS: Thanks Swaroop for making me feel betta that day. :)

What is it???...

2008-11-12T07:43:00.000-08:00

Topping the class in Mid terms. People going Ga-Ga about how you are such a genius. People you don't even know coming upto you sayin that they've heard so much about you. Friends and pseudo-friends both caring so much for you ...

Seems perfect na?

Apparently it does. But if you were me, you would think otherwise.

I dunno what it is. But sure there is something wrong. There is something which makes me cry each night under the blanket. Something which makes me go mood-off on a day when everything is perfect. But I have no idea what it is ...

Maybe I still love HIM......cuz it still kinda feels bad when he doesnt reply to msgs

Maybe I feel bad cuz no1 else around me is doing well.

Maybe I ..... I dunno

I just dunno.

I am not alone, but am lonely.So many people who talk to me. But no1 who'll listen to me.

I don't wanna live here. I wanna run away from here. To a place where there is nothing. To a place where there is no1.

I am crazy :|

End of Post.

In Two Minds...

2008-10-17T00:14:00.000-07:00

Big decision coming up. Something that may change everything in my life - SIA youth scholarship.

*sigh*

I wrote the test for the heck of it. And i got the interview call.

Dilema no. 1:

Do i want to clear the interview??

I mean i dunno. If i don't i wouldn't have to take such a big decision. But it'll be quite an achievement if i do.

*confused*

Dilema no. 2:

If i do clear the interview, should i say yes or no. Studying there would be great for me. Their methods of teaching are just right for someone like me and plus i get relieved from all the pressure out here. All seems fine na? No its not. Cuz going there would mean staying away from my parents. And that is a tad too difficult for me.

*even more confused*

**Kya Kare Kya Na Kare Ye Kaisi Mushkil Haye**

cheers,

iNDu<3

NO I Dont

2008-10-16T07:07:00.000-07:00

I Dont like him anymore. So stop going gaga over it ok?

This post is particularly for this dumb guy whom i'v known for 8 years n still thinks I cant make out his heavy voice from his squeaky voice.

Listen. I DONT LIKE HIM. So stop calling me pretending to be him. I am no gonna blabber anything interesting.

And yes stop behaving as if liking a guy is a crime ok?

As if you guys never liked a girl. If you didnt, you are gay.

End of Post.

Sequel

2008-10-11T05:56:00.001-07:00

This is a sequel(??) to this

http://iluvlyf-indu.blogspot.com/2008/10/basic-problem-with-havin-crush.html

Boy is dumb.

Boy is a retard.

Boy is all bad things in the world.

But,

Boy sure knows how to make Girl feel ok.

cheers,

iNDu<3

*much better now*

Why is it so difficult ...

2008-10-11T05:40:00.000-07:00

I often wonder as to how people who say they don't care say it. Do they actually mean it? I was always fascinated by such people cuz they never seem to get affected by anything people say or do which is just the opposite of what I am.

So I decided to 'be' them.

Apparently it was all going good. But it never really worked out for me. I tried extremely hard to not think about what people say about me. But in some corner of my mind in sleepless nights the thought inadvertently cropped up.

After almost one month of being them, I decided its not possible for me to be them.

But now the adamant person in keeps bugging me - Why can't I be like them. Why can't I also just block out things? Why can't I stop bothering about peoples remarks.

So finally I worked out on a compromise. I will listen to what all you people out there say. But I will NOT let myself be affected by it. Your words are NOT going to impact my actions.

There are just 4 people who are an exception to this

Mom.

Dad.

And two other really close friends.

cheers,

iNDu<3

P.S.

This post really makes me look like a retard suffering from split personality.

The basic problem with havin a crush ....

2008-10-10T06:08:00.000-07:00

Girl meets boy.

Girl thinks boy is cool.

Girl realizes that she likes boy.

Girl tells her closest friends about her crush on Boy.

Girl's good friend(??) tells girl's not so good friend that she likes Boy.

Girl starts hating Boy.

Girl's not so good friend starts teasing Girl and Boy.

Girl's not so good friend maybe (or maybe not) has told everything to Boy.

Girl fears what'll people think when they come to know about her crush on Boy.

Girl is tensed.

Girl is worried.

Girl goes bonkers.

This is not inspired from my life.

Or wait.

Maybe it is.....

*sigh*

cheers,

iNDu<3

*repenting*

Of Gujjus And Garbas

2008-10-07T23:40:00.000-07:00

De best part abt staying in Gujarat are the nine nights of Navratri.

For ne1 lik me, who has spent so much time in Gujarat, Navratri is pretty much part of our lives now. U juz cant go widout it. (evn if ur dumb skool decides to hav xams in between navratri)

So what if the campus guyz r shit scared of havin a garba.

You can alwayz roam around elsewhere.

This was wat *ahem* inspired me n my dad to *ahem*ahem* 'hang out' in each n every garba around here.

Some really interesting stuff came out.

1. So much so 4 gujarats unhealthy attitude towards girls. Come on guys!! Can a girl roam around just as freely as a guy at 1 in de nite in ne odr place in this country??? ....... NO. Do you have Garbas where girls can go in for free n guyz need a pass n still have to wait till 2???........ NO.

So, East or west, Gujarat is the best ( m not paid by Modi 4 this ..... I mean it )

2. Gujjus cant drink. So they get intoxicated on food. (This isnt my dialouge, its copied. But its good nevertheless). The purpose behind non- dancers like me to hang around in garbas is to hog. Hog on every damn thing u get. N the best part is dat u actually get every damn thing here. From Schewan Rice to Sev Poori, Paapdi no lot to Punjabi bhel, Jalebi to Jamuns, Popcorn to Panipoori - name it and you have it. So, (again) East ot west, Gujarat is the best(No really, i am not paid to say this)

3. Terror cant stop gujjus from dancing. The no. of garbas has surely come down. But the ones which are still there, have grown. And grown like what. So, (4 the third time) East ot west, Gujarat is the best.

4. Gujjus are a peace loving species. Theres absolutely no police to maintain peace in a place which is full of swarms of people. N yet things go on so smoothly. In spite of innumerable terror attacks and threats, no security personel with walkie talkies n rifles. So(4 the 4th time), East ot west, Gujarat is the best. [:D]

In short, Gujjus - You Rawk.

\m/

*proud to be a gujju*

cheers,

iNDu<3

PS:- I noe m a mallu by birth. Bt trust me m more of a gujju dan a mallu. Gujjus Rawk.

Dostana Music - My Take

2008-10-07T03:18:00.000-07:00

Vishal - Shekhar continue their streak of superhit albums with their latest - Dostana.

The Album is crisp. 6 songs - no remixes (thankfully ..... remixes make me feel sick)

*Jaane Kyu*

People say its a love song. I think its a friendship song. Osm music. Unconventional but sweet lyrics. U'll love it instantly.

*Desi Girl*

A sureshot chartbuster. Gr8 vocals by Shankar n Sunidhi. Foot tapping music. Nthg gr8 abt de lyrics.

*Khabar Nahi*

Amanat Ali gets an osm break. This song belongs to him. The perfect love song with even more perfect lyrics.

*Kuch Kam*

Shaan shines in this one. But what stands out are the lyrics - simple yet poetic. If you've ever been in love u'll understand wat i mean

*Shut up n Bounce*

Nice Music. Dance Floor Types. But the lyrics dont match up. *aside* I wonder if this song is picturised on a trampoline.

*Maa da Ladla*

M still tryin to understand this one. Total Punjabi. Nonsense. Sthg similar to BHootni Ke 4m Singh is Kinng. Nice nevertheless.

Gr8 music, unconventionally sweet lyrics & osm vocals by Vishal Dadlani, Amanat Ali, Shreya Ghoshal, Shankar Mahadevan, Sunidhi Chauhan make this one total paisa vasool.

Go n get ur CDs NOW!!

cheers,

iNDu<3

PS:-

now on i'll be doin a lot of reviews cuz i got nthg else to post n 'sum1' insisted dat i must keep postin

The Thin Wid VIVA n me

2008-10-07T03:03:00.000-07:00

Any idea which is the single most scary thing Homo Sapiens invented since the beginning of time????

VIVA

(if u cudn guess dis 1...u r dumb :| .... chk de title mr. smarty pants :|)

Dats it

This Post Ends here.

Yes it does.

2008-09-15T09:28:00.000-07:00

'Aisa pehli baar hua hai solah satra saalon me

koi andekha anjaana aane laga khayalon me'

Wen kajol said dis in DDLJ.....i thought it was all shit.

But now this shit is happenin to me.

2 monthgs ago i have a crush.

i think i luv that guy. lik serious luv. i hated sundays cuz i cudn see him on sundays.

bt now

i realize all of a sudden that m not in luv wid HIM.

m in luv wid certain things in him which resemble de guy hu supposedly comes in ma dreams.

lik all dis DREAM BOY n IDEAL MATCH shit is actually true.

now dats quite a revelation to me who thought that bollywood stuff was never for real.

now before i change my mind. i'll sign off wid dese lines

♪♪ ♥Kaisa Hai Kaun Hai Woh Jaane Kahan Hai♥
♥Jiske Liye Mere Hoton Pe Haa Hai♥
♥Apna Hai Ya Begana Hai Woh♥
♥Sach Hai Ya Koi Afsana Hai Woh♥
♥Tera Deewana Kehata Hoo Hai Woh♥
♥Chup Chup Se Phir Kyon Rahta Hai Woh♥
♥Kar Baitha Bhool Woh, Le Aaya Phool Woh♥
♥Use Kaho Jaaye Chaand Leke Aaye♥ ♪♪

cheers,

iNDu<3

*totally confused*

Friends....an illusion

2008-09-09T02:47:00.000-07:00

i thought u were lyf to me. i thought u were gonna b dre by me foreva.

bt u too betrayed.

And now thins r bcumin clearer. U were dre juz 4 de gud tyms.

old tyms startd cumin bac to me wen u hrt me. u pretty obviously dnt remembah dem. cuz dey were small. Mayb dey were. bt to me dey were BIG - really BIG.

N den came to final blow.

it reveald all ur presumptions.

de vry thin dat u cnt respect de fact dat ur fren can haf commitments to odr ppl said loads abt ur idea of frenship.

Had it been a year ago i wud haf bac to u struck by a chronic lack of company. Bt now thins haf changd. I now haf bettr frens who care for me - REALLY

so f*** off

cheers,

iNDu <3

PS:- Srini, sorry i copied ur title...cudn think of nethin else

PPS:- I wrote dis in ma english period. n afta writin dis i gt dis feelin of satisfaction....i reallycnt put it down in words. (esp de last line[:D])

People who mean life to me...

2008-09-08T02:58:00.000-07:00

*prabs* - ma bhaiya, ma jiju, ma luvguru, ma evrthing
*dibbi* - ma bhabhi
*swaroop* - a really patient listener n ma best fren *hugs*
*shyam* - thnxx grl 4 bein dre alwayz
*heli* - u were by me all dese years n i never realizd..thnxx grl
*PT* - 4 alwayz bein dre 4 me n givin me strength wen i needed it the most *hugs*
*som* - srry if i eva hurt u...luv u 4eva
*roopi* - miss u a lot
*deepi* - ma agony aunt
*radhi* - luv u loads grl
*ayesha* - 4 cheern me up weneva i was low
*saahil* - de most unlikely fren..thnxx 4 helpin me out wid u noe hu
*riddhi* - my jaan-e-jaan, luv u hamesha<3

Thanks a lot ppl.
Why m i writin all dis now???
Cuz its today dat iv realizd who ma TRUE frens are. You mean a ot to me.
Thanks.

n to the sick ppl who pretended to be frens...
F*** off

cheers,
iNdU <3

ROCK ON!!! - My Take

2008-09-04T06:27:00.000-07:00

ROCK ON rwkd to de core....
a nice muvie...
gr8 music n background score

*farhan...total hottie, neva knew u lukd soo cute*
*arjun...luvd his long locks n his son too*
*purab...had de best dialouges, ma latest crush*
*luke...osm stuff, made ma cry*
*prachi...sweet*
*koel puri...kool*
*sahana goswami...nice*
*de takla guy 4m chakravyooh...scary :P*

go watch it guyz

ciao

to the person reffered to in de previous post..

2008-08-13T05:31:00.000-07:00

ok..i don hate u.....guess it was a lil exxageration

its ma fault

m a lil too possesive abt ma frens........i thought u were myn n so i din lik 'odr ppl' bein wid ya

i noe i was rong....bt dats wat i am......

i xpect a lot 4m ma frens n tend to 4gt dat m nt de only thin in deir lives

i noe i was silly....bt dats wat i am.....

so don bodr

thins can go on n usual

@pt

i f u r readin dis

i juz wanna tell ya

thnxx......a lot

+in fond memory of a freindship dat neva existed+ RIP =[

2008-08-13T02:57:00.000-07:00

if U r readin dis(m sure u r).......i hate u

i hate u cuz u r juz plain selfish

i was alwayz dre 4 u.....one call n i was dre by u ... reassurin u weneva u needed me

n u neva bodrd to evn respond to ma calls or sms s.

i wud assume u were bz

bt den i realizd u alwayz seemed to b havin tym for 'sum odr ppl' n neva me....

dats wen it struck......

plain n simple........U WERE NEVA MA FREN

i spent ma entire mobile balance on u......n u cant spare a rupee to wish me frenship day

guess its ma fault cuz 'i see things in people which they themselves dont'

neva mind.....i don care nemore

u can go roam wid 'odr ppl'.......bt get 1 thin into ur head...nxt tym u need a fren

I WONT B DERE 4 U

it hurts
2008-07-17T06:41:00.000-07:00
oh dose glorious dayz of class 10...........
i noe dats de umpteenth tym m sayin dat...... bt i seem to b stuck up in dis tym warp.....

wid 11th.....so many thins haf changd
nt juz sections.....de priorities of frens.....de plainn n simple greed to score betta overshadowin de niceness of frenship

sumtyms
it hurts.....
2 see ppl who meant lyf to u........ absolutely nt bothrd abt u cuz dey r bz muggin up trigonometric identities so dat dey can beat u in de test.....
its silly...bt it hurts
it hurts...
2 see dat ppl r frens wid u only cuz dey want ur physics journal.....
it hurts...
2 see u r unwantd by ppl cuz u don go to de same tution.....
it hurts...
2 see ur best frens fitin cuz of reasons wadeva n den accusin u of nt clarifyin wid whom m i

it may b a lil difficult to understand 4 u guyz
u may evn find it funny
bt trust me
it hurts...

busy me

2008-07-09T05:23:00.001-07:00

hey guyz

m so srry..........i havnt been able to squeeze out tym 4 bloggin

i'll post really soon

i noe no1 really reads ma blog :P

2008-07-09T05:07:00.000-07:00

dis is a song iv fallen in luv wid juz now
sumtyms i feel dat de song has been written juz 4 me

kahin to,
kahin to,
hogi woh
duniya, jahaan tu mere saath hai
jahaan main, jahaan tu,
aur jahaan
bas tere mere jazbaat hain
hogi jahaan subah teri
palkon ki kirnon mein
lori jahaan chaand ki
sune teri baahon mein…
jaane na kahan woh duniya hai
jaane na woh hai bhi ya nahin
jahaan meri zindagi mujhse
itni khafa nahin…

jaane na kahan woh duniya hai
jaane na woh hai bhi ya nahin
jahaan meri zindagi mujhse
itni khafa nahin…
saansein kho gayi hai kiski aahon mein…
main kho gayi hoon jaane kiski baahon mein…
manzilon se raahein dhoondti chali….
aur kho gayi hai manzil kahin raahon mein

kahin to, kahin to…
hai nasha teri meri har mulaqat mein
hothon se, hothon ko
choomte… rehte hain hum har baat pe
kehti hai fiza jahaan
tere zameen-asmaan
jahaan hai tu meri hassi
meri khushi meri jaan…

jaane na kahaan woh duniya hai
jaane na woh bhi ya nahin
jahaan meri zindagi mujh se
itni khafa nahin…
jaane na kahaan woh duniya hai
jaane na woh bhi ya nahin
jahaan meri zindagi mujh se
itni khafa nahin…

de english translation 4 ppl who dnt understand hindi
it doesn really get de meanin ryt......bt sumwhere close

somewhere…
somewhere…
it must be…
the world, where you’ll be with me…
where me, and where you…
… and where…
… only the feelings of our love reign supreme…
where my morning will have a sunrise…
… with the rays from your eyes on me…
and lullabies of the moon…
…I’ll get to hear in your arms…
dunno where that world lies…
dunno if it even exists or not…
where my life wouldn’t be…
…so upset with me myself…

the breaths are lost waiting for someone…
dunno whose embrace has got me all lost in dreams…
that now I am in search of ways from my destinations…
while the destination itself seems to be lost in the tracks

somewhere.. omewhere…
our meetings get us into a high of love…
with the lips, with our lips…
we kiss each other through the words we exchange…

the wind tells me about…
… an earth and a sky…
where you become my laughter…
… and my happiness and my life…
dunno where that world lies…
dunno if it even exists or not…
where my life wouldn’t be…
…so upset with me myself…
dunno where that world lies…
dunno if it even exists or not…
where my life wouldn’t be…
…so upset with me myself…

i hate UK :x

2008-06-26T04:55:00.000-07:00

a grp of grlz....

all tired n sweatin wid faces pink n red n so many odr colours

hopin in deir hearts dat dey'll get sumfin gud to eat

n all dey cud see was a flood of a white liquid which de cooks named "kadhi"

for 40 whole minutes you try n stuff it into ur mouth.......sumhow

n de bell goes off

which meant we now had to rush to the phyics lab

half an hour of tearin your eyes apart to see if the wire was 1.34 mm or 1.35 mm thick

de bell goes off again

dis tym we were in 4 much worse..........a supposedly interactive session about studyin in UK

a lady whos name no1 noes stood ryt in front of us 4 two whole hours blabberin stuff dat i guess no1 really understood. de only thin i understood{{cuz she said it a zillion tyms}} is dat she hadnt eaten since mrng

sheesh........

i wish i had given her sum of my "kadhi"

aftr 2 hours of sleepin wid ma eyes open , she said it was enuf for today..........phew

n made us promise dat we'll attend sum exhibition or sumfin nxt week

i wish i was in 10th

cuz 10th graders din haf to attend de *ahem* interactive seesion

iit sigh

2008-06-25T05:45:00.000-07:00

I I T

3 letters which make de wrld round

3 letters which make me go mad

3 letters which ppl cnt stop utterin

its been a week and a half into 11th

nd all i can hear is IIT........

i v been trying to convince frens to see dat cute guy in Jaane Tu...

nd again i hear r de same 3 treacherous words *sigh*

i miss class 10

all de pseudo nerds {yes dey r pseudo.....dey noe nthg} r in my class

all frog+monkeys who laugh really loud{close frens noe whom m tokin abt} r in my class

all ppl in de wrld wid a seriously SICK sense of humour are in my class

i miss de day wen we saw bhool bhulaiya on durgashtami *snuffle*

i miss de dayz wen we had bettr stuff to tok abt dan coaching classes and calculus n vectors and wat not

n most of all i miss "sanity" in ma surroundings

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To one of my closest friend ever *hugs*

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The basic problem with havin a crush ....

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Friends....an illusion

People who mean life to me...

ROCK ON!!! - My Take

to the person reffered to in de previous post..

+in fond memory of a freindship dat neva existed+ *RIP* =[

busy me

i hate UK :x

iit *sigh*

To one of my closest friend ever hugs

+in fond memory of a freindship dat neva existed+ RIP =[

iit sigh