A Crazy Trip

I did a most outrageous thing today. And it did not generate the kind of response I would have hoped for. It was a little out of character for me to do that, and the situation made me feel like going and hiding in a place that does not exist.

I also got into the most unrealistically real conversation with a friend today. It made me laugh and cry together. And it allowed me to feel the core of all thoughts in my mind today. It was an unsettling walk down a path that leads to all things we dump in a box that always remains locked.

Incidentally, following that conversation was another conversation with someone whom I cannot even claim to have spent much time with. And if I thought the previous session was unsettling, I'd have to say that this one stunned me. To imagine that you have never even gotten into a conversation with someone and still that person knows you the way you know yourself is pretty incredible. He can see me minus the garb that I have put between myself and the world. It's eerie.

After a round of feeling and behaving like I belonged to a world that did not exist, I called up someone who has always had a unique way of pulling me up when I hit a low that I quite hate myself. But I never thought that a short conversation could not just manage to lift my mood, but actually influence the thought process too.

And so, right now, I am feeling positive. It's an achievement-like thing today, so I'm giving it the kind of importance I think it deserves. Therefore a post at this hour. :-)


The thought bubble: "Peace is floating around. Just need to feel it. :-)"

Weakness Sickness

Gopika (my roommate) and I recently spent an entire night chatting. No, our schedules do not allow us to do that, but we've become insomniacs of a weird kind and so we were laughing every time we looked at the time and turned out the lights only after sunrise. Disrespecting the most precious thing in life today, we went on talking about life, people, ideologies, beliefs, men, and of course, the fascinating world of gray.
One of the discussions ended with, "Life's really about people. You like some, you hate some, you stick by some, some move on, but the only constant in life are probably people." And anyway, we're in a communication school. We cannot not give importance to people. :)
I do it in various ways. And one funny way is reading and re-reading the status messages people have on Gtalk and Facebook. [I know this was a non-traditional route for coming to the point, but since I do not get time to write about all the things I want to write about, I chose to craft the post this way. (This kind of language for all the CCP+ non plagiaristic work that I have been working non-stop on.)]

So here we go with some more CCP. Obsessive me shall also add my two cents to each because my self-obsession is beyond cure.


Red=Passion

Agreed

What can I do in two months?

I know I can sleep and have home food. Waiting for those two months to begin.

16 days only... Yaeee!!

Yes yes... my home is 16 days away. Main aa gaya Dillii!!!

And then, one day you realise how deceptive these faces can be!!

Hmm... most of them are.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee!

I also want to get drunk and do stupid things and not be fuckin' judged!

Time is waiting....

Is it?

"When shall we three meet again? In thunder lightning or in rain? When the hurlyburlys done, when the battles lost and won. That will be ere the set of sun. Where the place. Upon the heath. There to meet with Macbeth."

She finds guys doing Shakespeare on stage cute. I just remember how I used to study back in school. I used to memorize speeches of the plays for board exams. Therefore the 90 somethings in English Literature. :P


To bread I do not ask to teach me, but not only lack during every day of time. I dont know anything about light, from where it comes and where it goes. I only want the light to light up.- Pablo

:O

Ham penalized; Timo and Trulli dead last; Brawn on the first row...utter chaos = exciting first corner front wing carnage. Hail the new F1 season.

I miss bhaiya!! I want to spend race day with him. :(

Fed up of firefox...

Like movies and music, you need to MAKE me adapt to new technology if it is better. Till then, I'm happy with my firefox.

Of all the things our faculty has, and has not, The Sense of Humour they have is just...Perfect!

I disagree.

Life couldn't have gotten worse than this!!

Wait for things to get real.

I messed up.. :| sorry!

Yea, I too messed up title case and sentence case in a submission yesterday. :|

Switched off the lights.

I did not!!! Was in a stupid class. :|

Ohhhhhhh..my body hurtsss...!!

Hehe... mera dil does. :P

3 Ss in my life- studies, sleep (or lack of it) and sneezing...wow!

My 3 Fs - Fuchsia, Facebook and flowers in my room. :D

A little sad about not going to Goa with the rest of the people...

Ha! Kidding me?

I'm the smiley for a day.

I'm happy for you. Truly am.

Doodh mein paani.

Yahan har cheez mein milawat hoti hai.

Now we shall write a darn press release. See you later! Tada!!


P.S. I am extremely sorry for the fucked up formatting here. Something going wrong with HTML which I will be taught next year. Till then, please bear with it.

Special People Photos :)

Some photos that never fail to make me smile...









:)

I swing...

Between giving up and fighting it out...
Between numbness and multitude of thoughts...
Between fresh air and suffocation...
Between company and isolation...
Between wanting things to be the way they used to be and moving on...
Between being alert and spacing out...
Between smiles and tears...
Between me and myself.

Only for Today

Creative planning.
Bad food.
Design Technology.
Crazy thoughts.
Assholic bitch.
Lack of sleep.


Most of these work in a cycle and have many other adding to them every day.

Heartbreak...

The wings got clipped...
The spirit got killed...
The desire died...
But the eyes won't blink.

Hyperventilating

I'm out of numbness and now dying because of the work.
Also, this day gets registered as one of the best academic days of my life. Hold your breath for what I will say next: It restored my faith in corporate. This would need a lot of explanation for whom it's out of context, and I'm sorry I'm not in a position to do that right now. But if the blog stays alive for the next couple of years, you'll figure. :D


At the risk of sounding juvenile, I'm so gonna be a kickass corporate honcho one day. Cross me that day if you're one of the people who've been idiotic and mean to me. I'll give it back to you. Hee hee. :D

Ok byeeeeeeeeee! :)


Edit:
Avan did get through MICA. Again. Bitch. And this time she did accept the offer. Hee hee.. cartoon saali. (I don't know why I am writing like this. So don't try too hard to figure why I am writing like this. If you know what I mean.)

Chandigarh kare aashqui

:P Don't look at this thing that I ended up creating. It's about the sentiment.

These two are equivalent of my paternal grandparents. And I think I have inherited my vibe system from them because I don't remember a time when any one of us in the family have been upset and have not received a call from them. Can't be more thankful for their presence in my life. Really.

And the superbly corny title for the city they live in. :P

Change Silence

Yesterday I finally visited Costa Coffee here in Pune. For those who don't know, I'm the consumer for whom studies and models are developed such that my mind can be influenced. A brand can rest assured that it will have a supporter if it manages to win my heart. Ahem. So, I had decided quite a while back that I love Costa and the muffins they offer. And the craving had been on since the day I found out about this place in Pune.

The outlet I went to is in the ICC Tower complex. Very small as compared to most Costas in Delhi, but I couldn't be complaining. Hadn't eaten all day, and my plain old grilled tomato cucumber sandwich was waiting to be picked. And my luck? These guys were out of chocolate chip muffins. I told them I'd come all the way from Delhi. Didn't work. :-/

A few things to compare between this place and the ones back home...

# These guys here let you pay in the end and not pay as you order. But, the payment system is the same, so they did a cheap thing of bringing the bill to my table without the bill book or whatever that little diary thingi is called. I didn't know how to hand over the money. So I walked to the counter with the bill and paid there. Was awkward.

# The music was bad just as it is in all their other stores. I was fine, I had Nickelback.

# I have a special liking for the still-to-figure common thing in all Costa staff. So I ignored the almost scary "good evening" they were throwing at every customer walking in. It was amusing. Why I didn't mind? I hadn't met or talked to anyone all day. So I really didn't mind the cute guy giving me a smile. :D
But yea, their training seemed incomplete.

# They helped me with the most awesome chocolate truffle after sooo long. It almost made up for the muffin they didn't have.

I spent about two hours there. It was comforting, it felt like home. Priyam's status message changes every day and it tells me home is less than a month away. Till then, I don't know how many times I'll manage to visit this place, but I know I will keep going back in spite of its shortcomings for there aren't many things which feel comfortable right now.


Yes, I am not a coffee person. It's tea. :)

Peace is fragile

When you know that one of your biggest weaknesses is that it doesn't take anything for someone to influence you or even convince you for the smallest of things, it feels darn good to decide that you won't get influenced and stick to it till the very end.

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Came across a few words today that I really liked: "Peace is fragile"

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Need an envelope.

Stuff

The "masochistic" pleasures first - Didn't sleep for 42 odd hours, with no food for about 24 during that time. Yea, discounting a couple of minutes' nap in between and a bite into someone's snack in the canteen. Exaggeration makes it sound cooler.

Was called "marketing guru" by some people in class. Without going into the validity of things, it sounded supercool in my head.

Both the above points are related to the subject that I quite enjoy studying and working on. You thought I'd give up on my sleep for something frivolous?

Got over the unrest that my mind was creating about a specific something. It's a relief.

I want to take out time to type out the conversations that have been happening on paper in classes that my friends and I are rarely interested in.

Did manage to play Holi. I was the bhoot that I used to see my brother become on many Holis. I was also lifted and thrown in a pool of muddy water. Twice. And I stayed away from bhaang.

My hairstyle is at its boring best right now and I don't know what to do with it.

This is the longest that I have been away from home and family. It's beginning to get to me.

The current state of my plant is reflecting the phase that I am going through in life. Or so I'd like to believe. It's eerie.

I'm permanently broke nowadays. It's weird.

My tickets for home are booked.

Asthma is getting to me again.

I've begun to judge those faculty members who cannot teach without their PPTs.

Not having something to put on my FB status message space tells me that I'm not managing my time well.

I don't want to stop writing. In fact, I'm quite disliking this disjointed post. But I need to work. So I'll come and write another time. Till then, tada!

Second Family

There were a lot of people in the first sem to have fun with. This semester has been different. Fewer people have come close to form a stronger bond. Of late, there has been turmoil in most people's lives, and some of us have kinda tried to stick by each other.
These are the people I live with. Each one completes me. They're family.


Swetha - She claims that I am a lot like her real sister, but a recent discussion among the few of us reflected that the two of us are also very similar. She's crazy, sweet, caring, gentle, brainy, lost, and full of energy. It's refreshing to see her even if it is after two hours. She's that bag of cheer whom one cannot imagine without her smile. Things don't work that way. She and I believe that we are the perfect duo for all our marketing assignments because together we get extremely excited about things we do and we have way too much fun while putting together the jargon she's a pro at.
And she's the official draamebaaz of our group.

Ridhima - She's called Tip-Top by some for she is the true 'fashionable chic' from Delhi. But she's got brains to accompany her. And thank god for that because she's the only sane person among all of us. Balance is the gift god gave her and she doesn't fluctuate too much. She's got a brilliant memory and consumer behaviour is what she teaches me before every test. She takes care of everyone in her own, subtle way - won't make too big a deal out of things, and will ensure that she is around for the one who wants to be left alone, without being a pain.
She's the one with all the gossip too. :-)

Sahil - He is one of the most irritating guys in our batch. And of course, we love him for his irritating ways. He's almost incomplete without his loud mouth comments and quirks. He's a perfectionist and takes offence if anyone says that he doesn't know his work. I can't say I get along with him because we're equally crazy - I cannot match up to his level of madness in this lifetime. But I cannot even say I get along with him because we understand each other - we don't get each other most of the times. But there's this thing that we share and it's really special. Maybe it's the virgo/Delhi/SRCC connection. :-)
He is the kid of the group and it takes the effort of all together to handle his moods.

Priyam - She chooses to not 'hang out' with us, but she's one of my closest friends here. She and I together are the old, boring women. Or the gross, crude, perverted women. She's amazingly considerate, sweet, helpful, and a weird combination of crass & sophisticated. You've got to be with her long enough to see both sides. It's hilarious. Oh, it's probably because she's half Bong and half Sikh. Hmm... must be that.*
She was my partner in all creatives assignments, and the subject sucks this term because she is in the other class now. :-|

Robin - I admire him for the strength he has, and for his ability to stand up against all shit that comes his way or anyone else's way. He was in my GD group at the time of selection and that time I thought this guy is impressively intelligent. He's helped me maintain that opinion so far. He's sensitive at the same time and demands attention just as all the others in the group. Yea, we're a bunch of attention-seeking weirdos.
He thinks I'm the economics smart-ass and discusses his interest in the finance industry with me. Hee hee.

Gopika - She's my roommate. Is very different from the kind of people I choose to hang out and be friends with, but I like her for she's genuine (even in being dumb), and she knows where to draw the line between being sweet & caring and becoming intrusive. I gather that not many people can do that without being completely oblivious of your existence. It's nice to have her around.
She finds me *so cute* that she gives me lotsa free hugs through the day. It's kinda nice. :-)

Nidhi - She is spoilt in the truest sense of the word. So she has trouble making peace with most things around her. But, the same makes her the one who enjoys spoiling others around her too. She's loud and gets her point through to the other side, but she's (yet again) sensitive as well and needs basic appreciation for whatever she does for people around her. If she likes being part of your life, she'll make sure she's around for anything you need under the sun, and also ensure that you get whatever it may be that you long for.


How they complete me?
Swetha treats me like a kid, Robin expects me to be intelligent, Ridhima hopes I'd attain balance in life one day, Priyam is my partner in bull shit, Gopika completes me by her sheer presence, and Sahil brings out the sanity in me because he needs to be taken care of.

Love them all.



*In the interest of the fault-finding anonymous assholes, there is no judgmental bias implied here.

In-class production

A tag I came across y'day...

1. My ex... which one?

2. Maybe I should... write cheeky responses here :D

3. I love… men with scars on one of their eyebrows

4. People would say that... they do not assume anything about others

5. I don't understand why people... put stories on PPTs.

6. When I wake up in the morning... I hope that my roommate is in a mood to get ready first.

7. I lost... elections last month

8. Life is full of... jackasses you come across every day

9. My past is... juicy

10. I get annoyed... when I cannot itch the scratch

11. Parties are... not fun without Bollywood

12. I wish... to have a perfect life

13. Dogs... are nice to me

14. Cats... are moody. Not in the same way as me. Hmph.

15. Tomorrow... I have to work on more submissions

16. I have low tolerance... level for all kinds of incompetence that I end up experiencing every day

17. If I had 10 million Pounds... I'd get out of this place and do my own thing for the rest of my life

18. I'm totally terrified... of climbing heights

19. The one close to me is.... nowhere around

THIS is what it was all about

We were walking up the hill after dinner at the closest dhaba (in celebration of no impending submission the next morning) and talking about how we've gotten comfortable in this place. How an assignment or two don't stress us out. A test next day is fine, we can begin studying in the evening. We were too used to the DU way of working little in the first sem, therefore we used to flip out if there was something unexpected thrown our way. This was less than 10 days ago.
Today, internship period is too close to still not know where you will intern. The semester has been squeezed because the election commission will be undertaking more important work. Visiting faculty is pouring in like they've all been retrenched from their other jobs in one go. Management is suspending the deserving and the So-Not-Deserving people for a period long enough to fuck up their mandatory attendance levels. Previous semester's results have anyway fucked the happiness quotient for many. Submissions and assessments are floating like there really will be no tomorrow. The machines are being churned non-stop, round the clock, with no oil. Private investment needs time which we don't have anymore. The lonely factor is creeping in for most (yes, we find time for that). You hesitate to knock on a door in the hostel lest you'd end up seeing people in a state you want to avoid - for the sake of some mental pressure; more importantly, for those people are family here and it's not nice to see them miserable. Relationships are going for a toss and nobody knows what to do. Hyperventilation comes easy to some of us. We can't put that in self SWOTs but it does end up leading to inability to begin work with a cool head.
There's pressure to say, 'life sucks', and I decide to not succumb to this at least. Other things... I can't comment.

After the not so festive Holi thanks to Kotler, and a couple of weeks after that, I will give you insights from a retrospective point of view. Till then, bear with the asthmatic "aches and pains of an MBA student". :-)
Tada!

Sinking investments

I had begun to believe that I had a grip on the two ends of the arch and am being successful in bringing them together to close the circle. As with most things nowadays, I was wrong.
I still expect. And it pains to see investments sink.

Distance.

Distance.