utilitarianism................ now i understand the term.
i comitted the biggest faux pas i tried googling myself in the belief that there wont be enough entries to cover my greatness. i unfortnately failed to realize i am a mere statistic in the world.
the links attached to my name were my board roll numbers and scores, my entrance exam rankings. the places where i had applied and gotten in.
ive been reduced to 6 digit number assigned to me years ago. awesome!
i am a mere hand in this utilitarian world. i finally understand dickens hard times.
hands....................... humph!
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
a road trip
so i went for a field trip with the family + 2.
it was interesting. we went to mewat to a village called Adbar Gaon.
dusty yet while there being mobbed by the children due to V's accent and J's obvious difference it wasnt that noticeable. today i suffer from the aftermath.
alot of things happened met the children the old ladies, saman around 16 and sajjad around 10 were our guides.
sajjad was one of the smartest 10yr old i have met. he explained to me the cropping system- winter=mustard, summer=jowar. they use the thrashed jowar hay as buffalo feed.
in his innocent worldliness he told me when new people come they become star attractions for the children of the village.- "bacchoan ki to rel lag jati hai"
saman was an enterprising budding teacher who taught urdu and even made one of her star pupils recite a poem to us.
we became more than just star attractions with 40 kids surrounding us, trying out a comparitive study between my black hair and J's golden brown hair. she joked it off by calling them 'budding scientists'.i frankly was overwhelmed by the whole attention. i think i started of quite okay but towards the end i dont who was more shy the people i met or me. i guess fame makes me bashful. lol!!!
we were treated to a feast of bajre ka roti and a dish made out of roti, jaggery and ghee. i loved it. J finally got some chicken and fish and you could see the happiness.it was funny, there were 6 vegetarians and 2 non-veggies and there were more dishes for the non-veggies than the veggies and yet we all left stuffed. so u can guess the lavish spread.
enroute to mewat we stopped at bhondsi to visit the temple there. the peacocks, the beauty its extravagant. the priest there gave me a mustard oil based nose drops with peppermint, aloe vera, eucalyptus extracts all from the trees growing in bhondsi. it smelled alot like vicks and was the only reason i didnt go crazy with the pain in dusty mewat. it kept my headache under check and immediately opened my nose. ma joked that i smiled for the first time after getting some of that elixir in my nose.
a very interesting day all in all.
it was interesting. we went to mewat to a village called Adbar Gaon.
dusty yet while there being mobbed by the children due to V's accent and J's obvious difference it wasnt that noticeable. today i suffer from the aftermath.
alot of things happened met the children the old ladies, saman around 16 and sajjad around 10 were our guides.
sajjad was one of the smartest 10yr old i have met. he explained to me the cropping system- winter=mustard, summer=jowar. they use the thrashed jowar hay as buffalo feed.
in his innocent worldliness he told me when new people come they become star attractions for the children of the village.- "bacchoan ki to rel lag jati hai"
saman was an enterprising budding teacher who taught urdu and even made one of her star pupils recite a poem to us.
we became more than just star attractions with 40 kids surrounding us, trying out a comparitive study between my black hair and J's golden brown hair. she joked it off by calling them 'budding scientists'.i frankly was overwhelmed by the whole attention. i think i started of quite okay but towards the end i dont who was more shy the people i met or me. i guess fame makes me bashful. lol!!!
we were treated to a feast of bajre ka roti and a dish made out of roti, jaggery and ghee. i loved it. J finally got some chicken and fish and you could see the happiness.it was funny, there were 6 vegetarians and 2 non-veggies and there were more dishes for the non-veggies than the veggies and yet we all left stuffed. so u can guess the lavish spread.
enroute to mewat we stopped at bhondsi to visit the temple there. the peacocks, the beauty its extravagant. the priest there gave me a mustard oil based nose drops with peppermint, aloe vera, eucalyptus extracts all from the trees growing in bhondsi. it smelled alot like vicks and was the only reason i didnt go crazy with the pain in dusty mewat. it kept my headache under check and immediately opened my nose. ma joked that i smiled for the first time after getting some of that elixir in my nose.
a very interesting day all in all.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
a head full of snot and a terrible ache
thats how i feel today.
after a week and half of return i thought u know what enough of sorry-ness lets go out.
so i tag along on running of errands as usual with no set agenda of my own just to try and buy a book that i want to study. as usual that doesnt get done but i spend the whole day outside doing a host of zillion other things.
through out the day the pain kept shifting from the temples to the cheeks to behind the ears to the head. oh its awful. i HATE it. enough to try writing it off. breathing is a bother. cant i be like fish and have gills, why do I HAVE to HAVE such a complex respiratory system which is prone to respiratory ailments.
i vehemently refuse to take antibiotics and drug myself. i tried it last time and well lo behold a week later here i am okay its much milder than last time but its dragged on twice as long. i tested and meds failed miserably once again. i'll prolly take some alternative medicine.
but thats besides the point..... the point is why do us city dwellers have to face such unneccessary complications in trying to live their life -as if chasing their own tails in the rat race wasnt enough u have to make it tough for them to even breathe, get proper drinking water and unadulterated food to eat. ditch the rest why god why should u create so much misery for this poor student soul??
i neither evade taxes nor do i drive a polluting car nor am i cheating a good farmer out of his hyard earned income. i m poor li'll student who is trying to study and make something out of myself and so much pain is just too much to handle.
i have half a mind of running and banging my head on the wall in the hope that literally splitting my head might make the splitting headache go.
GO SCRAM bother someone who would finance the pharma companies to make pain killers and anti-biotics. why bother someone who wont take something stronger than a crocin and for whom tulsi is the panacea for all ills.
mumble grumble life's unfair very majorly unfair. everyone is enjoying their holidays and u my dear enemy are playing spoilsport with mine.
i refuse to cow down and submit to ure threats....... i shall overcome..... damn u!!!
please go please go please go!!!!!
disappointed and miserably ure's
after a week and half of return i thought u know what enough of sorry-ness lets go out.
so i tag along on running of errands as usual with no set agenda of my own just to try and buy a book that i want to study. as usual that doesnt get done but i spend the whole day outside doing a host of zillion other things.
through out the day the pain kept shifting from the temples to the cheeks to behind the ears to the head. oh its awful. i HATE it. enough to try writing it off. breathing is a bother. cant i be like fish and have gills, why do I HAVE to HAVE such a complex respiratory system which is prone to respiratory ailments.
i vehemently refuse to take antibiotics and drug myself. i tried it last time and well lo behold a week later here i am okay its much milder than last time but its dragged on twice as long. i tested and meds failed miserably once again. i'll prolly take some alternative medicine.
but thats besides the point..... the point is why do us city dwellers have to face such unneccessary complications in trying to live their life -as if chasing their own tails in the rat race wasnt enough u have to make it tough for them to even breathe, get proper drinking water and unadulterated food to eat. ditch the rest why god why should u create so much misery for this poor student soul??
i neither evade taxes nor do i drive a polluting car nor am i cheating a good farmer out of his hyard earned income. i m poor li'll student who is trying to study and make something out of myself and so much pain is just too much to handle.
i have half a mind of running and banging my head on the wall in the hope that literally splitting my head might make the splitting headache go.
GO SCRAM bother someone who would finance the pharma companies to make pain killers and anti-biotics. why bother someone who wont take something stronger than a crocin and for whom tulsi is the panacea for all ills.
mumble grumble life's unfair very majorly unfair. everyone is enjoying their holidays and u my dear enemy are playing spoilsport with mine.
i refuse to cow down and submit to ure threats....... i shall overcome..... damn u!!!
please go please go please go!!!!!
disappointed and miserably ure's
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Introspection III
woah that was the biggest post by me............. i m proud.
so lets put a conclusion to this tale-telling.
i have to note that the last post ended just at the right time like in a movie the intermission comes only when the story takes a turn. hmm.......... enough gloating lets get back to business.
so i return everyones done a bit of growing up. the trip back home has made everyone realise that things dont remain the same its a sad realisation and the sudden desperate need to grab on to everything old removes the familiar camaderie of the classroom as everyone is plunged in a collective gloom for the ones that went its that things have changed they have changed and for the ones that didnt go the home sickness kicked in.
then we were all rudely awaked from our reveries by the approaching deadlines of the project. the article was condemned just near completion to go for the marathon project writing spree. from being one of the first to submit a project to being the last person in the line on the last day at 5:59 pm hurrying to submit. i had planned in such a way that the whole process was spread out.
not a very smart strategy coz the stress and frustration just doubles. then the viva's the building of the STUDY GROUP. the coming to collg everyday parking ourselves under the tree and studying gurukul style. i lost my voice but i loved it. we each kept the pressure on each other. stayed up till late at night finished our portions. it was the end sem very hectic very tiring broke our backs on those chairs 16 hours a day. but the scooty breaks. discovering quaint roads. chocolate breaks for energy. the discipline of promising to reach by the first bus, knowing exactly when and how each admin employee came to college.
finally the exams were over.................. birthday time. the best part. the three of us were gracious hosts. the boring turning interesting train trip home. the hugs and happy diwali at the station and finally the lazing around at home eating no more barbatti and dal. woohoo!
a very interesting, a very enriching journey. it was a strenous, tiring no exhausting ride but worth every drop of blood and sweat.
here's to 9 more of them.
cheers!
over and out!
so lets put a conclusion to this tale-telling.
i have to note that the last post ended just at the right time like in a movie the intermission comes only when the story takes a turn. hmm.......... enough gloating lets get back to business.
so i return everyones done a bit of growing up. the trip back home has made everyone realise that things dont remain the same its a sad realisation and the sudden desperate need to grab on to everything old removes the familiar camaderie of the classroom as everyone is plunged in a collective gloom for the ones that went its that things have changed they have changed and for the ones that didnt go the home sickness kicked in.
then we were all rudely awaked from our reveries by the approaching deadlines of the project. the article was condemned just near completion to go for the marathon project writing spree. from being one of the first to submit a project to being the last person in the line on the last day at 5:59 pm hurrying to submit. i had planned in such a way that the whole process was spread out.
not a very smart strategy coz the stress and frustration just doubles. then the viva's the building of the STUDY GROUP. the coming to collg everyday parking ourselves under the tree and studying gurukul style. i lost my voice but i loved it. we each kept the pressure on each other. stayed up till late at night finished our portions. it was the end sem very hectic very tiring broke our backs on those chairs 16 hours a day. but the scooty breaks. discovering quaint roads. chocolate breaks for energy. the discipline of promising to reach by the first bus, knowing exactly when and how each admin employee came to college.
finally the exams were over.................. birthday time. the best part. the three of us were gracious hosts. the boring turning interesting train trip home. the hugs and happy diwali at the station and finally the lazing around at home eating no more barbatti and dal. woohoo!
a very interesting, a very enriching journey. it was a strenous, tiring no exhausting ride but worth every drop of blood and sweat.
here's to 9 more of them.
cheers!
over and out!
Introspection-II
i just realised i finished a whole semester that should account for celebrations right?
and some nostalgia........ why so soon u may ask well only because next month this time new things will pre-occupy me and then all these images in my head wil turn sepia to blurry to simply non-existence and besides pictures i want to record some written ode's for posteirity.
lets start at the beginning.............. i have a lot of free time and un interuppted access to the desktop tday woohoo!!!
so 50 years record rainfall and i thought all that water in the fields was for growing paddy. ;-)
through the train i saw people catch zillions of tiny fishes in the water logged near the train tracks it made for good amusement for me and alot of worry for my dad. poor thing he was the only one who understood the gravity of the situation me and ma were more into soaking the atmosphere with ma reminiscicing about her project in the state.
so we reach i expect a city or a quaint place like u see in uttarakhand okay so that about the extent of my travel in north india not saying i have travelled extensively in south india.
we reach a place where every second shop looks like a hardware shop with tyres hanging. those few hours i was freaking out........... majorly freaking out. i had heard it was trade city but that day seriously all i saw were black grubby tyres everywhere. i ve returned since to those roads but never have they felt as dismal as they felt that day.
then proceeded the magnanimous effort of finding a place to park the luggage change and call as a temporary home till i am safely 'put' in the hostel. if i get into those details i will spend and entirety of a lifetime describing the comedy of errors so lets just skim the details roughly after alot of over hauling going up coming down lugging the suitcase here lugging it there spotting a few seniors having some ice- cream (they were in formals and even then i had guessed it wasnt the sort of place where the youth would randomly all congregate in black pants and coat in tow)
we found a place that seemed pretty central why there was a huge market bang in front so reaching the uni shouldnt be a daunting task.
then we all bathed and simply flopped and slept. actually my parents slept while i secretly went nuts!!
then a visit to the ATM to teach me the operations a rough rekky of the place and we were off to see the campus and get me registered. after being very thoroughly over charged we reached the place. my heart still pounding a thousand beats a minute. i finally breathed a sigh of relief when i entered the place and saw all the seniors coming in with their suitcases hugging their classmates and being generally very happy to be back. so i surmised such mass happiness cannot be a chimera. people exist here. normal looking students. no sight of a cycle tyre in sight. they all seem to be happy. everyone is independant no one has their parent lugging their luggage for them so face the facts ure in a university university. not a dress parade finally! i breathed a big sigh of relief and never felt that anxiety ever again.
so that done the whole confusion of the admission done.
from being amongst the first to join the hostel, to that eventful first night of talking non-stop for hours i -oh man- was like a drunk person baring their soul. poor S oh and S lol!! dont want to be reminded of that stupidity. but we made very ambitious goals that night. its to be seen if we lived up to them or not.
okay so i have got admitted in the uni and in the hostel. then is learning experience of getting ready in 20 min in a broken bathroom in formals and looking a dapper for the first day. i believe we did with a flourish and style that has yet to be matched. lol!
so the first day introductions- ORIENTATION- the mess lines me blabbering on incessantly. i realized then that everywhere besides the stage if i get nervous i talk and talk and talk and mostly giberrish of the top of my head and very very fast.
oh lets skip all that already my memory is a bit scanty that night the dinner me mistaking one of my favourite profs now for the outlook express editor. the apples falling speach. the awesome dinner. the only time when rain poured when i was happy so i could look up and say very caustically "pathetic fallacy again" humph!
the making of new friends, the last night with my parents maybe i am confusing the order a bit. all i remember is when i was all happy and excited about law school i completely forgot about my parents and left them with a quick and cursory hug and a get out already!! my life's begin ive spent a long enough time with u guys ;-)
ADHD- naaaah! just excitement.
okay so for the first month me and S would sit at our bench 3rd from the front in the 2 row from the right and would literally race to save it for ourselves. i dont remember clearly who picked it out me or her. well even fought some localites once for coming before the bus arrived and "stealing" our seats. with no words though we simply hifted them and pretended to be innocent of all foul play.;-)
the first month was interesting, with visits to the library walking on foot to every place in raipur to know the city. and we did know the whole city like the back of our hands by the end of that month. we had eaten as a group in almost every place. the rikshaw accident- oh lord!!!!
the guys knew all their watering holes and paan walas. the classes were amazing, interactive and fun. we even listened with rapt attention to "in the ancient" but somewhere in "mediwall" the momentum was lost and by the "Arungeer and wilcox came" seats had got shifted there was the seperation into the cyber cafe the go between and the paathshala.
by the second month we were part of the uni. making our own ruckus doing our thing. the trips to the library became fewer. lockers were acquired. my lappie arrived in grand style. the first evening spent on campus listening to debates. the seeds of romance were sown alot of change. good times.
then was the 'enabling' of the "blue-toe" the ending of the midterms culminating in going back home for medical reasons. ooh i forgot we had the article writing thing and the moot thing which was immense fun filled us up with purpose and awe for some seniors.
after the trip back home things changed............ i changed too. the class was alot more mature. like the changing in cards show a change in your fortune the shifting of places around the classroom changed its dynamics. i parked myself before the plug point.
okay rest in next dinner time................................ hunger calling!
and some nostalgia........ why so soon u may ask well only because next month this time new things will pre-occupy me and then all these images in my head wil turn sepia to blurry to simply non-existence and besides pictures i want to record some written ode's for posteirity.
lets start at the beginning.............. i have a lot of free time and un interuppted access to the desktop tday woohoo!!!
so 50 years record rainfall and i thought all that water in the fields was for growing paddy. ;-)
through the train i saw people catch zillions of tiny fishes in the water logged near the train tracks it made for good amusement for me and alot of worry for my dad. poor thing he was the only one who understood the gravity of the situation me and ma were more into soaking the atmosphere with ma reminiscicing about her project in the state.
so we reach i expect a city or a quaint place like u see in uttarakhand okay so that about the extent of my travel in north india not saying i have travelled extensively in south india.
we reach a place where every second shop looks like a hardware shop with tyres hanging. those few hours i was freaking out........... majorly freaking out. i had heard it was trade city but that day seriously all i saw were black grubby tyres everywhere. i ve returned since to those roads but never have they felt as dismal as they felt that day.
then proceeded the magnanimous effort of finding a place to park the luggage change and call as a temporary home till i am safely 'put' in the hostel. if i get into those details i will spend and entirety of a lifetime describing the comedy of errors so lets just skim the details roughly after alot of over hauling going up coming down lugging the suitcase here lugging it there spotting a few seniors having some ice- cream (they were in formals and even then i had guessed it wasnt the sort of place where the youth would randomly all congregate in black pants and coat in tow)
we found a place that seemed pretty central why there was a huge market bang in front so reaching the uni shouldnt be a daunting task.
then we all bathed and simply flopped and slept. actually my parents slept while i secretly went nuts!!
then a visit to the ATM to teach me the operations a rough rekky of the place and we were off to see the campus and get me registered. after being very thoroughly over charged we reached the place. my heart still pounding a thousand beats a minute. i finally breathed a sigh of relief when i entered the place and saw all the seniors coming in with their suitcases hugging their classmates and being generally very happy to be back. so i surmised such mass happiness cannot be a chimera. people exist here. normal looking students. no sight of a cycle tyre in sight. they all seem to be happy. everyone is independant no one has their parent lugging their luggage for them so face the facts ure in a university university. not a dress parade finally! i breathed a big sigh of relief and never felt that anxiety ever again.
so that done the whole confusion of the admission done.
from being amongst the first to join the hostel, to that eventful first night of talking non-stop for hours i -oh man- was like a drunk person baring their soul. poor S oh and S lol!! dont want to be reminded of that stupidity. but we made very ambitious goals that night. its to be seen if we lived up to them or not.
okay so i have got admitted in the uni and in the hostel. then is learning experience of getting ready in 20 min in a broken bathroom in formals and looking a dapper for the first day. i believe we did with a flourish and style that has yet to be matched. lol!
so the first day introductions- ORIENTATION- the mess lines me blabbering on incessantly. i realized then that everywhere besides the stage if i get nervous i talk and talk and talk and mostly giberrish of the top of my head and very very fast.
oh lets skip all that already my memory is a bit scanty that night the dinner me mistaking one of my favourite profs now for the outlook express editor. the apples falling speach. the awesome dinner. the only time when rain poured when i was happy so i could look up and say very caustically "pathetic fallacy again" humph!
the making of new friends, the last night with my parents maybe i am confusing the order a bit. all i remember is when i was all happy and excited about law school i completely forgot about my parents and left them with a quick and cursory hug and a get out already!! my life's begin ive spent a long enough time with u guys ;-)
ADHD- naaaah! just excitement.
okay so for the first month me and S would sit at our bench 3rd from the front in the 2 row from the right and would literally race to save it for ourselves. i dont remember clearly who picked it out me or her. well even fought some localites once for coming before the bus arrived and "stealing" our seats. with no words though we simply hifted them and pretended to be innocent of all foul play.;-)
the first month was interesting, with visits to the library walking on foot to every place in raipur to know the city. and we did know the whole city like the back of our hands by the end of that month. we had eaten as a group in almost every place. the rikshaw accident- oh lord!!!!
the guys knew all their watering holes and paan walas. the classes were amazing, interactive and fun. we even listened with rapt attention to "in the ancient" but somewhere in "mediwall" the momentum was lost and by the "Arungeer and wilcox came" seats had got shifted there was the seperation into the cyber cafe the go between and the paathshala.
by the second month we were part of the uni. making our own ruckus doing our thing. the trips to the library became fewer. lockers were acquired. my lappie arrived in grand style. the first evening spent on campus listening to debates. the seeds of romance were sown alot of change. good times.
then was the 'enabling' of the "blue-toe" the ending of the midterms culminating in going back home for medical reasons. ooh i forgot we had the article writing thing and the moot thing which was immense fun filled us up with purpose and awe for some seniors.
after the trip back home things changed............ i changed too. the class was alot more mature. like the changing in cards show a change in your fortune the shifting of places around the classroom changed its dynamics. i parked myself before the plug point.
okay rest in next dinner time................................ hunger calling!
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Introspection
i had oppurtunity to read my old posts from before and all i can say is which world was i living in??
those were sad times indeed but such different things affect me now.............. guess law school has made me grow into a different person. and all that 'Character Building' then has paid off.
one feels so much at peace after clarifying things out and laughing on common jokes. me and the sis had a heart to heart. no more walking on egg shells. its so simple to sort things out its amazing. and there are some people who are up there in ure list and they go incommunicado sometimes (also due to my inability to keep up long distance communications) but its like riding a bike u dont forget. companiable silence is a prized thing with only a few in life and its worth preserving.
being ill all these days has made me introspective..... cant sleep the whole day.... cant talk sound like a construction site (though it still is a pretty tough job shutting me up) i resorted to reading and thinking.
the oddest thing happened... nothing was working out and everything felt hopeless plus confined to the bed with fever isnt exactly pleasant resting experience so desperate times call for desperate measures thus i resorted to my all time favourite book for solace. and oddly a paragraph that i dont ever remember reading in my multiple readings i found that was exactly my thoughts in print.
it was amazing i jumped out of bed grabbed a pencil marked the lines- that itself for me is a very extreme step as i hate mutilating my books but this was a miracle in short. then i grabbed my laptop and wrote till i felt better.
it felt oddly ............... oh man miraculous it was like a message from the 19th century written just for me meant to be read only on that fated day on the fated fowl mood. lol!!! okay i may be having viral delirium but it seemed bloody fantastic at that time.
to quote the MATRIX coincidence- providence more likely.
it brightened my day made me realize that people are a bunch of idiots who u cant rely upon but BOOKS DONT FAIL... the next morning the rant sounds extremely childish and even mildly humourous but then writing was catharsis.
a lot of things have happened since morning- eventful- feel better the flu is getting better.
calmer now with things being sorted out. feel light like i could fly if i just jumped of the ledge.
and then i began the reading of my old posts and like always didnt fail to embarass myself. ah BOYZONE good lord!!!
daniel beddingfield i never liked him those must have been real dark days.
i am happy......... i am home... i am happy at home woohoo!!
okay too many distractions cant keep single thread of though
those were sad times indeed but such different things affect me now.............. guess law school has made me grow into a different person. and all that 'Character Building' then has paid off.
one feels so much at peace after clarifying things out and laughing on common jokes. me and the sis had a heart to heart. no more walking on egg shells. its so simple to sort things out its amazing. and there are some people who are up there in ure list and they go incommunicado sometimes (also due to my inability to keep up long distance communications) but its like riding a bike u dont forget. companiable silence is a prized thing with only a few in life and its worth preserving.
being ill all these days has made me introspective..... cant sleep the whole day.... cant talk sound like a construction site (though it still is a pretty tough job shutting me up) i resorted to reading and thinking.
the oddest thing happened... nothing was working out and everything felt hopeless plus confined to the bed with fever isnt exactly pleasant resting experience so desperate times call for desperate measures thus i resorted to my all time favourite book for solace. and oddly a paragraph that i dont ever remember reading in my multiple readings i found that was exactly my thoughts in print.
it was amazing i jumped out of bed grabbed a pencil marked the lines- that itself for me is a very extreme step as i hate mutilating my books but this was a miracle in short. then i grabbed my laptop and wrote till i felt better.
it felt oddly ............... oh man miraculous it was like a message from the 19th century written just for me meant to be read only on that fated day on the fated fowl mood. lol!!! okay i may be having viral delirium but it seemed bloody fantastic at that time.
to quote the MATRIX coincidence- providence more likely.
it brightened my day made me realize that people are a bunch of idiots who u cant rely upon but BOOKS DONT FAIL... the next morning the rant sounds extremely childish and even mildly humourous but then writing was catharsis.
a lot of things have happened since morning- eventful- feel better the flu is getting better.
calmer now with things being sorted out. feel light like i could fly if i just jumped of the ledge.
and then i began the reading of my old posts and like always didnt fail to embarass myself. ah BOYZONE good lord!!!
daniel beddingfield i never liked him those must have been real dark days.
i am happy......... i am home... i am happy at home woohoo!!
okay too many distractions cant keep single thread of though
Friday, November 9, 2007
home again
who packs clean laundry while going home end semester ................ i do
who gets random phone calls to check out blogs i do
who has an adams family........... i do
btw world happy diwali!
so its been a whirlwind............. from my birthday on the train to diwali at home.............. i didnt expect ever to miss campus........... my flat so much.
"i m having fun A just miss u alot, going to catch a movie tomorrow hows life going"- V
well life officially is about cleaning alot of muck in my room and all that.
sisters over, my mums intern is over its fun , crazy mad altogether.
its diwali after a long time it was very bright but it over shadowed my birthday no fair out went all the big plans. but had my own little birthday party back in uni was fun! loads of fun............. havent slept properly since after that havent even seen the pics yet will do it tday.
i wrote two poems last night, weird ones on my laptop and home i just needed something to do at midnight so iwrote. its fun.
okay so today morning was weird........... very weird. embarrassing, awkward to say the least.
um......... so thats how putting your thought online can be embarrassing. hmm..........
i still do it ............. y.................... because ... BECAUSe i am addicted .
and because its my only anonynmous vent. i like it.
who gets random phone calls to check out blogs i do
who has an adams family........... i do
btw world happy diwali!
so its been a whirlwind............. from my birthday on the train to diwali at home.............. i didnt expect ever to miss campus........... my flat so much.
"i m having fun A just miss u alot, going to catch a movie tomorrow hows life going"- V
well life officially is about cleaning alot of muck in my room and all that.
sisters over, my mums intern is over its fun , crazy mad altogether.
its diwali after a long time it was very bright but it over shadowed my birthday no fair out went all the big plans. but had my own little birthday party back in uni was fun! loads of fun............. havent slept properly since after that havent even seen the pics yet will do it tday.
i wrote two poems last night, weird ones on my laptop and home i just needed something to do at midnight so iwrote. its fun.
okay so today morning was weird........... very weird. embarrassing, awkward to say the least.
um......... so thats how putting your thought online can be embarrassing. hmm..........
i still do it ............. y.................... because ... BECAUSe i am addicted .
and because its my only anonynmous vent. i like it.
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