The Birthday “BASH”

People who have led a hostel life must be very well au fait with what a birthday bash means. As innocent as it may seem to sound, a birthday bash is miles away from its generally perceived connotation. Coming eerily close to its literal sense, a birthday bash encompasses the most ingenious methods devised by the not-so-dumb college students (who camouflage it under -putting human intelligence to better use) to make the birthday the most memorable one for the birthday boy (in a horribly painful way). Now, please note that I have mentioned “birthday boy” and not girl coz we girls believe in a totally non-violent celebration of one’s first day on earth. As it is, the rest of the 364 days are enough without being brutally tortured on this one special day too. But what makes my heart sink is that these days even the girls seem to be exhibiting their mischievous (read: wicked) side a lot more often on such occasions. The screams and shrieks that echo at midnight make peace-loving people like me (*ahem* yes, u read it right) widen their eyes in horror and what follows is a half and hour one-sided debate on how pathetic and gruesome such things are, leaving a highly petrified roommate who decides to be on the safer side and keeps her opposing views on such ‘sensitive’ topics to herself, adding in the end “But, its college yaar! Abhi nahin toh kab?? (If not now then when??) ”.




p.s I had written this post some 3 and half months back, a couple of weeks after my birthday, but since I had been going through a total no-blogging phase back then, this one held its place on my desktop, until today, which is all thankz to Java and SUN Microsystems btw :P

Rains and me

Yesterday, i was irritated!! My maths paper went terribly horrid. Nothing seemed to be going the way i wanted it to go. I was irritated with the computer science faculty, with examz, with the stupid auto-walas who never have change, with the pathetic food, with food-court (Iam SO not going there again this sem), with the conversation we were having, with the silly jokes, with the total male-freternity and in general, i was irritated with life. At night, I went to sleep, with the thoughts of the vast syllabus stretching out like a runway in front of me. I had made up my mind to get up early (i.e. as soon as my eyes opened) and get to work. But nature seemed to have other plans. In the morning, as I groggily asked my roomie the time (she was already up with her notes in her hand), my semi-conscious mind registered sound of thunder and rain pattering on the window. I sat up, looked outside the window, confirmed that I was not dreaming and went back to sleep with a smile. I woke up an hour later, yawing and stretching, I began to hum the song “It’s a new day….” :)
So, yes! Such a sea change from my mood in the evening. No wonder I LOVE rains! They leave me all dreamy and moody. They fill my being with a new sense of frredom, joy and hope. The sound of it, the smell before it rains, the view after it rains, the cool breeze…. They make my heart soar!! All I like to do is lie on my bed and hear the sound of water falling on the window panes.
Everything looks so pristine and clear and pure and magical! *Dreamy eyed* . Technically, Manipal seems to the most apt place for me (for actually more than one reasons) considering the fact that it literally pours here in the odd sem. Even though that gets a tad bit irritating at times because of the wet shoes and all… I love rains nonetheless:D
The view from the balcony on my floor, after it had rained, is priceless!!! Today, as I stood there taking in the view (and yes, forgetting all about the impending examz) I was reminded of that Nescafe ad in which the girl (in a red pullover) leans out of her window, with a cup of steaming coffee in her hand, enjoying the rain :D Hehehe! Such a bliss!! Those few hours in the balcony seemed to erase everything not-so-pleasant that happened this sem, or over my last two years here, and made me again fall in love with the place. I felt the same way as I had when I was on my way to Manipal, in a taxi, from Mangalore. The same excitement, the same enthusiasm to try out something new, and the same feeling of hope that every new adventure brings with it. I sat there, thinking about all those things on my wish-list when I came here, and tallied them with all that I had managed to do so far. Not bad I must say. In fact it has been a lot better than what I had imagined.
Now, I want to go back home even more desperately, and now I cant wait to start a another sem, afresh. Putting everything behind me. And yes, this time I mean everthing....

p.s this is the first time that I am kinda writing a concluding post to my sem here in Manipal, and I am actually ending it by looking forward to another new sem!! *disbelief* Well… things do change.

FLASH BACK

When you have exams creating a lot of anxiety, the thought of going back home making every single minute of the day difficult to pass and other random thoughts *ahem* splitting your cerebrum into pieces, this is just what you need!!! A trip down the memory lane! Okay, technically this ought to create even more anxiety and you end up losing precious time during which you ought to have studied, me feels, “what the heck??!!”. Atleast it brought a smile to my face (A huge 100 megawatt one) and refreshed tons and tones of small-small incidents which make me realize why I miss those days too much. So, now, without beating around the bush, lemme get straight to the point. Today, I just happened to be reading my (own) blog (No, I am not exactly ‘jobless’ right now:P) and came across lots of posts which I had written during my “bjb” and “ptpl” days. (BJB college is the name of my junior college and ptpl is an acronym for my dear *smirk* tutorial, during my 11th and 12th std)
I SO miss those days. Me and Sn were like this giggling duo. We could laugh at anything and everything and could end up embarrassing anyone! All those crazy things we use to do (or things that just seemed to happen)…!!!
Elaborating on each would take me like HOURS and I do have to study (how ever much I detest doing that) so, iam putting down the links of all those posts (mine and sn’s) which I know I will love reading again and again anytime, anywhere ….

1. http://datshowiam.blogspot.com/2006/10/right-to-giggle.html

2.http://datshowiam.blogspot.com/2006/11/yawn.html

3. 4. http://datshowiam.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-sometimes-wonder-how-selfish-and.html

4. http://azureline.blogspot.com/search/label/abhu

:) :)

Tagged -2

Aha! Iam finally back to full fledged blogging! I had been SO long out of the “Blogging circuit” and use to have so many pending-blogs-to-be-read, that I never had a time to do a tag. But Tj, this one’s for u.(After all… I want it to be all peaceful when I meet you soon ;) )

This is what I am supposed to be doing:Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you.
So here I go!

25 Random things about me:

1. I like to show that it is not easy to know me, which you will know is true once you start knowing me.

2. My mood can swing from extremely hyper to totally totally mellowed down within a span of 30 minutes.

3. I love good food, great music, DANCE (Cant think of life without this one!) and books (which can be anything that catches my fancy).

4. My family and friends mean the world to me and nothing tops my priority list other than them. (and I mean NOTHING!)

5. Once I set my mind on doing something, I will do it no matter what it takes. I refuse to believe that there is anything I can’t do if I want to do.

6. I am deeply moved by kindness and caring, sensitive thoughts while the adventures and the mysteries of life, intrigue me.

7. I can be very philosophical at times.

8. I really value certain principles and hold some beliefs very close to my heart and would not change them for nuts!

9. I can be a huge introvert as far as my feelings go and do not open up to people easily. I even have a tendency of drawing back if I feel someone’s inching too close to my private space.

10. I love watching movies, going on long rides and writing.

11. I think I can think a lil too much sometimes :P

12. I can be very “childishly” demanding at times and my tantrums are not something everyone can handle.

13. I dislike people who are rude, insensitive, over confident and wannabe(s) and I do not hesitate to show my disliking.

14 My face can really reflect my feelings and this is something I am currently trying to change :P

15. I like traveling and have this wish of going backpacking someday, or going on this bike trip.

16. Though I am fond of loads of colors, pink forms an inevitable part of all my belongings.

17. I don’t need a big thing or huge a reason to smile. Even the smallest of things in life can bring a smile to my face.

18. I can be very stubborn at times (ask my mom!)

19. I go through these phases where I develop this fetish for things (which could be bags, shoes, soft-toys, books or just about anything). Sometimes back, it was Sun signs and Love signs that were on my hot list.

20. My fav actor(s)- Aamir Khan (All tym fav), Imran Khan and Ranbir (Lastest cuties on the block), Juhi Chawla (My first fav bollywood star. I was crazy bout her!)

21. My fav quote- A smile is a curve that can straighten any problem

22. My friends describe me as mad, utterly insane and crazy (btw, I thot all the three meant the same :P)

23. I can be a bit self absorbed at times but that should just be seen as a recoil mechanism :P

24. I have a passion for learning new things and there is always something new on my wish list.

25. There is a lots that I have discovered bout myself in the last 20 years and the process still continues……

Hey!This actually wasnt all that difficult :P Anyways... i tag Sukrit , Dabasish and Preeti!

Don't Quit

A very close friend of mine, made me read this poem almost a year back and it happened to be just the thing i needed at that time (Law of attraction does work!) . I happened to remember it again today, so thot of putting it up here. Who knows, it might just help someone else this time :)

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,

When the road you are trudging seems all up hill,

When the funds are low and the debts are high,

And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,

When care is pressing you down a bit,

Rest if you must, but dont you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,

As everyone of us sometimes learns,

And many a failure turns about

When he might have won had he stuck it out;

Dont give up, though the pace seems slow -

You might succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than

It seems to a faint and faltering man,

Often the struggler has given up

When he might have captured the victor's cup.

And he learned too late, when the night slipped down,

How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out -

The silver tint of the clouds of doubt-

And you never can tell how close you are,

It may be near when it seems afar;

So stick to the fight when you are hardest hit -

It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit;

Happily Single

It’s funny how a random conversation that you have with someone can trigger off a chain of thoughts in your head, ultimately leading to a whole new post on something you never thought you will EVER be thinking about. Frankly, this whole deliberation on which is better, Single-hood or being committed, has no answer to it. To each, their own. But, here is why I think I like being the way I am.

• Okay. Firstly there is lot less tension in your head and your life is far less complicated (in general).
• You don’t have to go through the trauma of being dumped or experience the sardonic pleasure of dumping someone (which, btw, according to me, is not right! You have no right to play with other’s emotions! How can u dump someone who loves you??? :O ) and hence carry the burden of a guilty conscience(I am telling you, its not right!) It’s best to learn from other’s mistakes and lead a peaceful life.
• Your playlist has all kinds of songs and you don’t need to change them according to your status (status=going-to-be-committed or committed or break-up-phase or patch-up-phase).
• You don’t develop a particularly strong feeling (liking or hatred) for any particular song cause it reminds you of a particular something or suits your situation perfectly. (and this point is of particular importance to me cause I am particularly fond of listening to music :P).
• You don’t have nightmares each time your bf’s (or gf’s) birthday approaches, thinking about what to gift this time around. (And its much easier on the pocket as well :P) Oh! and I forgot about Valentine’s day and the different anniversaries that require similar preparations :P
• No jealousy pangs, no volley of questions being fired at u if your phone happens to be engaged late at night (for perfectly innocent reasons).
• No tears, no heart-burns and heart-breaks, a nice stress-free and peaceful life.
• You have the total freedom to meet whomever you want to, go wherever you wanna go and basically lead a totally independent life.
• You save a lot of expenditure as far as your phone bills are concerned, and the money saved can be used more productively in shopping, going out with friends or pampering yourself :P
• You can ogle at all the cute guys as much as you want, without the guilt factor (and also without anyone shooting you nasty disapproving glances at you)


• Your dreams are your own, you know how you can flip them into reality and you have nothing to impinge on the choices you make.
  
  
  So yeah! No wonder I am single and happy and I am sure a lot of others are gonna agree with me and this post.
  
  

p.s. I am again getting addicted to the song “Beautiful Soul “by Jesse McCartney! Love the lyrics!