zinger cravings :(

::drool::

the sleepies

have slept for 14 of the past 17 hours and i’m sleepy again… i wonder why… when i have infinite work to do, i in all probability, will get the sleepies… symptoms include drooping eyelids, vague concentration, developing the urge to study in the ‘on the tummy’ position hence making sleep easier to arrive at – by just putting your head on the book and drifting off… on waking up, symtoms include accumulated saliva and need to drink water, yawns and a dry throat… also, not to forget, an abysmal feeling of guilt of wasting time by sleeping…

playlist before an exam

• lakshya to har haal mein paana hai – lakshya
• kandhon se milte hain kandhe – lakshya
• tribute – yanni
• kabhi kabhi aditi – jaane tu ya jaane na
• bring it all back to you – s club 7

i’m weird

and its over…

finally the mother of all exams – MA 205 complex analysis is over… the paper was itself SO complex… the first question – bouncer… second question googly… felt like i was facing brett lee with all the balls whizzing past me before i could figure out the ‘length’… flipping through the entire 32 pages of the booklet i wondered how at the end of two hours, those white pages would have my scribblings all over them…

it was a horrible paper – which went horribly… even the grading’s gonna be absolute… means out of 50, you have to get 20 to pass… out of which i’m sure of 3 marks… means i have to get 35 atleast to pass out of 80 (the exam was for 80)… i don’t know what the hell is gonna happen… i just hope i manage to scrape a 6 atleast…

still two more left – tomorrow and day after… and then its the weekend i’ve waited an eternity for… my desktop’s crowded with the notes of what to do when and where after the exams… not during it – funny, that… its like you’ve planned everything to do after the exams and just hope the exam week flies past somehow amidst the night outs, burning eyes, sleepy talks, no music and no face wash… its weird – how careless you become during exam time… even bathing takes a back seat cuz it doesn’t feature anywhere near to time devoted to mug and on friday – its freedom

exams…

Head jammed, equations galore
Greek alphabets mocking at me
Some roman ones thrown in to
Add insult to injury

Eyes strained in dryness
The laptop screen becomes a haunting
Memory of the pending mess of lectures,
And inconsequential seeming tutes

E-books and handouts
Tutorials and tomes, i fathom
They’re present to add to lingering
Woes and insomnia

A vicious cycle, you find yourself
Trapped in – with, alas, no escape
You promise yourself with surety
The next time, you won’t fall prey
To this vicious cycle which, nonetheless
You are sure will catch up with you.

new theme :)

new theme = misty look

header = sunset @ juhu in may last year

acknowledgements = moti and janus

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quite a few things have happened in the past few days… for one, a post intended for a person was read by that person and we cleared out a lot of feelings… we used to like each other but somehow, we wanted things to work out more than letting them work out for themselves… we’re very good friends even now but somehow, we never talked about all this in a whole year after its first reference…

‘my guy’ has his placement interviews coming up – i wish him the best I)

my schedule thesedays looks like this :
7am – wake up (cuz that’s when lan ban ends) and skype begins
8 30am – class
12 30pm – lunch
afty to evening- studies/sitcom/music/surfing/sleeping
night – chatting/ studying
1 30 – 2am – sleepy bye

my posts are getting arbit day by day… midsems are nearing… i’m potentially sleepy all the time i’m studying or trying to study rather… grr… i need to get back to ‘blogging’ blogging soon…

unknown chat friend! :D

birthday – part 1

a week ago i was all un-enthusiastic about my birthday… i had wished my birthday were just a day i turned 19 and i could sign a form and it would be done… i was not at all excited about it…

but come mr. saviour – he turned my mood around, albeit after withstanding a lot of stubbornness and adamancy ( is that a word? ) i became excited about it… the day that i call mine – the day where i’m celebrated the excitement was back – and i found myself awaiting midnight like anything…

his card had reached two days before; and a day before – my sis’s card with cat earrings ( i’m building my animal collection – i already had frogs and butterflies )
and it was midnight! – my batchies were searching for me cuz i was in a desolate room speaking to him
anyway, i went downstairs – cut the heart shaped chocolate cake, gave everyone a piece of the cake and there was a dance party upstairs in the super lounge – danced till 2 30am !

i got huge birthday card from deepika – with all the messages in miniature origami things – with a page reserved for the roomie and pseudo-roomie aka spoon waster
we have this tradition here the roomie gets the cake and a card that is signed by the entire batch – and the cake is cut at midnight and i got bumps! – literal kicks on the butt!

there was a prank firing back bring me to tears over the birthday card surprise but we sorted it out – thanks to deepika
and i got a new clipboard with pics of seashells from tejal cuz she lost mine and tejal and swarna got locked out of their room – yet again! ( they lost the keys to their room twice in two days! )… a gift’s waiting for me inside their room… i’ll get it today i think

and then my love has made me a list of 11 songs to be heard today – and he’s telling me which song to listen to when :

1. ‘wonderwall’ by oasis – to be heard after midnight on my birthday
2. ‘ab na jaa’ by euphoria – heard before going to sleep
3. ‘for emily, wherever i may find her’ by simon and garfunkel – just after waking up
4. ‘kahan se tu aati hai’ by lucky ali – after breakfast

and there are more to come as the day progresses…

i feel so so lucky and loved – divya and he called; prerna, kalyani, shamit… lots of people i’m so loved – i’m so glad

update : tejal and swarna found their room keys with the watchie of all people! i wonder how it landed up with him…

masti! :D

here’s a scrap convo we had on orkut (it was the night before an exam for me)

me: feelin’ happy and sleepy and tense and nervous and nonchalant and stupid and crazy and silly and weird and huggable and kissable and maed!
justify all the emotions by giving the reasons for feeling them
best of luck!

(all of the following constitute his reply )
oh my god
hey, you haven’t given the word limit
anyway, here we go then…

HAPPY because you’ve just had a brainwash from an expert anasuya-brainwasher which has, well, ‘washed away’ the negativity. the inertia thus imparted to the brain ensured that it went into happy mode. hence proved, your brain functions like a pendulum. only it sometimes get stuck at the extreme positions. the main objective of the anasuya-brainwasher is thus to keep you stuck at the extreme position corresponding to the happy state. it is such a refined art, universities could soon be handing out degrees for specialization in anasuya-brainwashing. unfortunately though, only one person will be eligible to apply.

SLEEPY because your body is smarter than you are. you think you can trick it into believing it’s getting adequate sleep. sorry babe, your body ain’t that dumb. by integrating the intensity of sleep over a time-period spanning a whole day, your body is able to accurately calculate how much sleep you’ve been giving it. and in case you’re trying to be too smart, the body has a control center to retaliate against such injustice. the guys up there inject extra melatonin and dopamine into your bloodstream, and voila, you’re, er, dope!

TENSE because that is the default feeling every brain in this world generates before a big day. every brain which is not on depressants, that is. infact you need to go see a psycho (-logist) if you’re not tense.

time for a [:*]

NERVOUS is a synonym for tense. bad question. and for this i shall demand compensation. no details need be given here.

NONCHALANT is diametrically opposite of tense. this happens because of the law of conservation of energy. since one part of your brain is full of negative energy, the brain has two ways of conserving the law. one, it can develop positive feelings thereafter, or it can induce them there and then. do note that the brain does this purely out of respect for theoretical sciences and empirical laws.

feeling STUPID is a sign of humility. nobody ever wants to admit that they’re stupid. they always pass the buck to the others. no, we’re smart. others are stupid. these are the words of the haughty. so you’re humble, and for this you get a [:*].
however, feeling stupid is also a paradox, as it takes brains to ascertain you’re stupid, and if you can do that it means you’re not stupid.

and do i need to even begin justifying why you feel CRAZY? coz baby, that’s what you are. it’s a, umm… er… manufacturing defe…. feature, rather. a custom-made crazy babe… slurrp! so that’s you’re instinct, and hence justified. indeed it is why i find you so delicious, and for being crazy you get another [:*].

SILLY? awww… cute little kiddie babies are silly, and since you’re a cute little kiddie baby, you’re feeling silly. so there.
interesting fact about the word, though:
Silly has undergone one of the most astonishing semantic about-faces in the history of the English lexicon. In a thousand years it has gone from “blessed, happy” to “foolish.” The transformation began with “blessed” becoming “pious.” This led on via “innocent, harmless,” “pitiable,” and “feeble” to “feeble in mind, foolish.” The related German selig retains its original meaning “happy, blessed.”
Encarta ® World English Dictionary © & (P) 1998-2004 Microsoft Corporation. All rights reserved.

WEIRD because the happy-tense-nonchalant mix is an eclectic one. your brain, being equivalent to a little baby’s brain as far as feelings are concerned (i don’t mean the magnitude here, just the distribution), is incapable of handling these three per se, so it generates the weird feeling to shroud the unrest. thus your brain is duping you. and you can’t even think about it because it is your brain you use to think after all. you think what your brain wants you to think. think about it.

so now we move on to the two more sensitive topics. but before that a [:*].

HUGGABLE. my my! now that’s exciting!
okay, back to professionalism. you’re feeling huggable because of the puppy fat all around your anatomy which make you absolutely huggable. plus, you’re feeling cuddly because of the nature of the situation which makes you wish to be hugged. you haven’t specified with respect to whom you’re huggable, but i think i know it, so *hugs*.

KISSABLE. i think this needs a bit of a detour from professionalism.
anybody with luscious lips like you have, what with all their pulpiness and softness (my goodness, are they delicious), should ideally feel kissable all the time. use a bit of lip balm and keep them moisturized, coz someone would like to kiss them pretty soon.

MAED. now there are only two people (because of the copyright on the term) in the world who can feel this way: you and i. given the mix of emotions above, you don’t even need to tell me you’re feeling maed. and in fact, after writing all this, i think i’m even more maed than you are.

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>> this is what we call complete arbit-giri

iitb cracks chaos at iima :D

well, my first college fest out of my own college… my first college trip absolute unadulterated ( ) fun !!!

first the results :
first in street play; first and second in hindi band competition; second in hindi music solo vocals; first in rangoli; first in face painting; first, second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth in pictoretto; first in english creative writing; fifth in paper dress design…
but we missed out on all the dance events and the debates…
btw, ritika harsh and i comprised of the team that came second in pictoretto… cash prize of Rs 1500 split amonst 3 our first outside insti win !!!
basically, chaos is iima’s cultural festival… it was to be held from 1st to the 3rd of feb… the iitb contingent decided to reach on saturday cuz friday is a working day… we left on friday evening at 7 hoping to make to iima at 7 30am on saturday… but we were stuck in a 6 hour traffic jam although, we made up by singing ourselves hoarse and played LOTS of mafia and dumb c
anyway, as i said before, i went as part of the fa contingent but (forgive me if i’m boasting ) i was a part of the lit and music contingent as well… so basically, i had an awesome time with everyone is almost the whole of the contingent…

the campus of iima is GOD – literally… i’m serious… i stepped onto the pavement in front of the main building and was overawed at the majesty and sophistication of the entire atmosphere… you need to go see it for your self…

all in all, it was a really memorable first college trip hope there are lots more to come

music enthu junta

godmax day
four lectures in the morning – two tutes… first ever mech workshop – filed a wooden piece and my biceps are aching
attended a classical concert at the insti convo hall… chatted infi with anirudh, yash, sourabh, nithya…
and, BEST part – had awesome dinner – 5 types of salad including hawaiian chicken salad… Chinese! after a decade! awesome noodles, garlic chicken and yea, watermelon juice
and after that, open pot pourri elims with ritika and neha…
all in all, an AWESOME day :D:D

the assassin

who? math – calculus to be precise… am sure i’m gonna flunk in tomorrow’s exam… i simply don’t understand why i have a penchant against greek alphabets and the last lowercase alphabets of the english alphabet… they are the cold blooded assassins, up in all types of arms against me…

about someone

that someone is ‘X’… i miss discussing things with him after class… i miss talking to him… he seems to have adjusted so well here – found friends of the same wavelength… and during the past two years, he had been sort of my unacknowledged academic lifeline and i have him no more…

i miss the competition we used to have… the doubts we used to discuss… the silliness which he used to hate but the awesome amount of fun we used to have laughing about ‘intellectual’ jokes… he was never a ‘friend’… he never understood me… but i now realise how important he was for me in the past two years… i used to study to match up to him… and now that i’ve come to a place where everyone is an ‘X’, i’ve lost the recognition of the uniqueness of his character… i miss the way we used to reach earlier at our coaching just to discuss the assignment… our between class discussions – that would sometimes anger our teacher… the way our eyes used to meet, thinking the same doubt about the same thing…

and then, people used to call us a ‘couple’ even though there was nothing like that ever in our interaction… it was purely academically fun and academically challenging to interact with him… but i miss the long waits with him, waiting for his parents to come pick him up during which we’d discuss a million doubts… our anxieties (rather my anxieties) about how much and what to study… his descriptions of cricket matches that he’d watched while solving some assignment due the next day through the night, during which i’d be fast asleep… i miss being jealous of how less sleep he could do with… his descriptions of the various companies i had no clue about… i just miss our conversations…

he never understood me… he never will… but i still miss him…

ant bite

with 6 days to go for my endsem exams, i get bitten by an ant… a ‘three piece’, as nupur terms it – a black head and thorax and a red abdomen… one bite at 1 pm… its alright, just a bit of the stinging sensation till evening… at 3am in the morning, my foot is swollen (it bit me 4 inches above the right ankle) and its so swollen, i can’t make out my ankle bone protruding… its itching and hot… and there’s this weird kind of pain associated with the oedema…

walking is a pain – i seem to have an elephant’s foot… i feel like taking my comb and scratching the entire area… stupid ant…

and now i’m to take 7 medicines a day – sleep inducing ones, mind you – for a stupid ant bite just 6 days before my ‘final’ exams… why didn’t it just put me into coma… atleast that way, i’d avoid the exams and hence, the prep for them