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This blog is defunct for now.

a sunday morning

slept at 3am last night and was woken up by a phone call at 9 55 am… groggily turned on my lappie to check mail and plan out the day… an urge to go watch a movie in the theatre grasped me… surfed – 10 50 am show of paa at huma adlabs… ankur pinged… i asked! and just like that we were out to watch a movie… breakfast of hot latte and spinach and corn sandwich at cafe coffee day… seemed like a wonderful morning… paa was houseful so instead we watched new moon… oh god – don’t even get me started..

what’s with the name in the first place? so slow! not even an iota of acting, edward cullen is NOT hot, bad make up, bad directing, bad lights and camera work, bad story, senseless script! and the female, bella – boy does she have contacts! and diplomacy! heights! seriously, don’t watch it! it doesn’t even deserve the 4.6 on imdb that it has…

on the contrary… yesterday i realised how lucky i am… got inspired… am happy to have found love and friends… life is wonderful

going green

i’ve wanted to blog for quite a while now – too many thoughts in my head, concrete, substantial ones at that – that i’ve wanted to pen down but somehow, as always, flow comes in spurts to me… anyhow…

sem ended – spi = 8.64… the first ever 6 in an 8 credit petulant subject as EE 101 landed me here… fell cpi wise by 0.07… it’s 8.97 now… beat the irony of the truncation… i always screw odd sems in one way or another… i can’t remember what i’ve done with all my time this sem…

post endsems, was headlong into GRE and Biosynth… attended a conference on green chemistry – Industrial Green Chemistry Workshop, IGCW ‘09 – at the Renaissance Convention Centre, bang opposite H13 … it was an experience fulfilling like never before… throughout my childhood i’ve watched my parents go to conferences and CMEs, attending lectures, interacting with people, exchanging ideas… baba speaking about prostate cancers and other such things… i would get a glimpse of this at dinner parties where my parents took me along because they couldn’t leave me home alone at night (this is while i’m between 5-13 years of age)… holding my father’s hand, gazing up at these doctors converse in the most bizarre terms my eyes would light up in awe and i invariably remember tugging at my mother’s saari asking when we could go home because i would be sleepy by the end of the party… i today come to realise what a marvellous journey he’s made in his life and respect him ultimately for it…

but this time it was completely my own experience and it was as eye-opening as it was enriching… met with the two bigshots who framed the twelve principles of green chemistry adopted by the US EPA… their lectures, learnt a lot from them… the best lectures are which contain pictures and zero text and that there’s no such thing as green chemistry but greener chemistry… we had a stall there… our team won an award in the student category… one extremely memorable first experience… and all throughout, belu, shinu and i were just awestruck, wildly happy just to be listening to those lectures…

among other things, gre prep is going fine… am a bit consoled now after talking to saptarshi… talked to moti last night… started me thinking too… but wait, gre first…

going home 25th dec… looking totally ahead to the train journey – lots of gre mugging to do then… meeting friends… probably the last new year’s at home in quite a while…

fell in love with jugheads’ pizzas… and i need to buy shoes and fix my awesome chappal… got awesome memorabilia from igcw decorating my door abhi me happy… but could be happier… kuch kar dikhaana hai…

shoe fetish

want black strappy heels

come here boy…

the morning skies… the hues – twilight and dawn
the way my glasses fog up when i sip my coffee
the way i stare when i put my eyeliner on
how i wish you were here…

the way i walk, skip and run to class
the way i lick my icecream melting away oh-so-quick
and when it’s raining, the way my elbows
invariably get wet, though my umbrella is oh-so-big
how i wish you were here…

i want you to see – me, in every moment
it sounds so selfish to say it out loud
yet darling, how i so wish you were here…

ruffling through the pages, my hair awry
barely open eyes and making my way through
the corridors, the water splashes on my face
and pristine beads of silver on my eyelashes…
when shall it be that all this no longer remains
a hope… and you are here…

house md s06e07

how people change…

come clean

let the rain come down and wash away my tears
let it fill my soul and drown my fears
let it shatter the walls for a new sun
a new day has come…

looming doom

have waited a long while to write this… fought hard against sleep, unwill, other things, flow… anyway…

thesedays, ever since the ‘cyclone’ and freakish november rain in bombay, and a bout of fever-cough-cold (i lost my voice after some 4 years! ) the weather has since reminded me of home… overcast skies, semi-chilly ambiance (bombay can never get as cold as chandigarh, still…) and the cosy blanket to snuggle into… reminds me hot soup, sniffling noses, and preparation for JEE…

and now it’s not much different… it’s endsems and i know i won’t do that well… let’s see… working hard…

one moment

you know when you thought you were good friends with someone… and in one moment, you know you’re not wanted.

we can pretend that all the time… :)

Well can’t you see that it’s just raining
there ain’t no need to go outside…
But Baby, You hardly even notice
when I try to show you
this song is meant to keep ya
from doing what you’re supposed to
like waking up too early
Maybe we can sleep in
I’ll make you banana pancakes
pretend like it’s the weekend now

And we can pretend it all the time, yeah
Can’t you see that it’s just raining
there ain’t no need to go outside

But just maybe,
halaka ukulele
mama made a baby
Really don’t mind the practice
cause you’re my little lady
lady lady love me
cause I love to lay here lazy
we could close the curtains
pretend like there’s no world outside

exotic

as described by a friend with whom i msg chat at nights

you hair. your young face with a high forehead, softly flared nose, and very full lips. looks as if it has been carved by in volcanic stone by the push of stone by the push of a river. add to that slightly braided hair and with those strands of snow, make you look like an african regal on a consular visit.

Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When I’m sixty-four? :)

When I get older losing my hair,
Many years from now,
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine?

If I’d been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door,
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I’m sixty-four?

oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oooo
You’ll be older too, (ah ah ah ah ah)
And if you say the word,
I could stay with you.

I could be handy mending a fuse
When your lights have gone.
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride.

Doing the garden, digging the weeds,
Who could ask for more?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I’m sixty-four?

Every summer we can rent a cottage
In the Isle of Wight, if it’s not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera, Chuck, and Dave

Send me a postcard, drop me a line,
Stating point of view.
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Yours sincerely, Wasting Away.

Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine for evermore
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I’m sixty-four?

Whoo!

…

We’ll fast forward to a few years later
And no one knows except the both of us
And I have honored your request for silence
And you’ve washed your hands clean of this

space

not enough – need some more… privacy… soundproof walls…

‘blessed travelers from the fields of sound’

serious Acoustic Dusk hangover… my playlist is the following :

Nymphetamine – Cradle of Filth
Ever Dream – Nightwish
Comfortably Numb – Pink Floyd
Supermassive Black Hole – Muse
Fields of Sound – MotherJane
Animal Instinct – Cranberries
Chekele – Avial

have finally started liking my voice for a change… and it’s better late than never… i’ve 2 unplugged-s and one more AD to go… it was wonderful singing on stage and especially the jam and the nightout before… wish i’d sung in AD last year…

acads are going okay… abhi just 3 weeks to endsems! theek hai… long time but blah… these three weeks are going to be stuffed… need to take a call on GRE asap…

i wanna sing!