The Smile-Flashing Night

Thanks to a highly corny mood and corny music...

Bijli to girti rehti hai,
deewane to roz paida hote hain,
tumne kaun sa teer maara
agar tumhein pyaar hua!

:P

Monarchy of My Mind

I slept so late last night that I ended up missing the flag hoisting on campus, and later lunch at a friend's home.

It was a standard day spent alone in the room - first the loop, then some job hunt, some almonds, more of the loop, more sleep, and more of the loop. Then I stepped out for some time in the evening for food, and was soon back to my laptop, music, and non-sense.

I know I have been rather inactive on my Flickr page, but the fact that my pro account subscription expired earlier in the month was killing me. So finally I got off the idea of living with it for a few more months and called my brother to renew it for me. Cheap, but happiness!!!!!

I also watched the new 'phir mile sur mera tumhara' videos. Few things...
1. Why did the makers try so hard to mix everything?
2. I could not figure why the music could not be arranged better.
3. What the fuck happened to Deepika Padukone in it?!
4. If there were Shahid Kapur and Ranbir Kapoor, why wasn't Abhay Deol there?
5. How did Sachin Tendulkar go missing!
6. I liked seeing Amaan Ali, Ayaan Ali, Rahul Sharma, and Anoushka Shankar in it.
7. But really, why so much of Bollywood?
8. The grandeur they tried to show was missing.

Bottomline: it did not give me goosebumps like the original one did!

I went to youtube to look for the old one right after watching this, and ALL the latest comments on the video indicated the exact same sentiment of wanting to watch it after going through over 16 minutes of randomness.

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My constantly changing status messages on Gtalk today:
I need a job.xlsx
For it's a file that is always open on my system now.

'Kutte bhi bechare hi pasand aate hain!'
My universal love for vulnerability

Welcome back to the pro world, baby!!! :D
For the Flickr Pro account I mentioned

In loving memory of the original 5!
It was a year ago that I broke the '5' key on my keypad

That's all for tonight. See you soon. Tada!!

Experience of a Lifetime

Here on campus we have a culture of screening movies in the auditorium every week. They range from award-winning work to popular stuff from across the globe. As you may expect, the popular stuff always has a bigger audience (including me).

This week's movie was Andaz Apna Apna. Social media got exploited in the best form - what with people's status messages on Facebook buzzing and the college intranet having constant updates too.

The auditorium regularly sees full occupancy because of random mandatory seminars. Seminars through which we nicely sleep. But the movie experience is different. The last time I saw madness there was during the screening of Dev D.

But last night...
The auditorium was almost full. People got packs of chips to eat through the screening. We had early dinner to ensure that we're there on time. Usually screenings begin at 10 p.m., but Hindi movies begin earlier because the hostel deadline of midnight needs to be factored in.

Aamir Khan's entry on the bicycle, Juhi Chawla's adaayein, Salman Khan's 'uyi ma', Aamir's 'hayi la', Crime Master Gogo's ghagra, just the name Bhalla, Teja's 'humara Bajaj', and almost every single scene with the audience delivering the dialogues in chorus, had us all in splits!
We sang along throughout. Be it 'do mastane chale zindagi banane', or 'ye raat aur ye doori', people knew every word with every sound effect!!

Karisma Kapoor's wardrobe was also a unique laughter point in itself. Phew!

This white thing even had pockets! :D :D

I don't remember a movie experience as crazy as this one! And I am sure nothing in future could beat it either. Some things are never to be missed. I am so glad I went for this one! :-)

I Might Miss This Hill

The other night I was sitting in a quiet corner with friends, talking about the soon-to-become-common topic of discussion - how things will be when we finish college. I looked up towards the sky, not in thought, but only to give my neck some relief, when I saw a shooting star in the far distance.
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Just when I thought that dreamy things had ceased to exist.

Hissing Through

If we have a pretty valley view and the most beautiful sunsets here on campus, we also have these guys...

Venomous Russel's Viper - one of the 'most dangerous snakes in all of Asia'!

Photo courtesy: Manu Bhadane, an ace photographer of my batch here.

So much for intruding into their space!!

Spontaneously Poetic

Please note that while the friend quoted here is superbly talented with this kinda stuff, I suck at it just as much. Even at playing along. Keeping that in mind, the efforts visible later in the following text must be appreciated.
P: namaskar

me: haanji

P: ji namaskar

me: namaste

P: haanji wohi namaskar

me: namaskar

P: bahut achche namaskar

me: :|

P: ji ji .. maine bhi wohi bola.. namaskar

me: phurrrr

P: ekdum sahi jawab... isi baat par aapko milta hai ek phurrraskar... ji namaskar

me: grrrrrrrrrrrr

P: grrrrrrrte padte logon ko bhi namaskar

me: main sirf lazy leti hui hoon

P: letne par bhi namaskar... ho aapka theek se satkar... ji namaskar

me: :(

P: aage ke daant char, kyon dukhi hain sarkar? ji namaskar

me: :)

P: lag rahe ho sunder apaar... kya muskan hai yaar.. ji namaskar

me: tum to bade talented ho

P: talent ki ho rahi hai bharmar... ji namaskar

me: talent ne paida kar di maaramaar...

P: maramar ka daalo achaar, wo nahin to thoda murabba bana lo mere yaar... ji namaskar

me: hehe...

P: he he se hi karo atithi ka aadar satkar, ji namaskar

me: yahan atithi nai aate

P: atithi nahin hai to dosto ke saath lo kuch pal guzaar, ji namaskar

me: :)

P: aage bhi to kuch bolo sarkar! ji namaskar

me: sarkar is in awe

P: awe-rat awe-r aadmi mein rahe sada pyaar! ji namaskar

me: hahaa

ye sahi hai!

kuch bhi...

P: hahaa-th ki mehnat ki roti, aur pyaz ke saath aam ka achaar! ji namaskar

me: pyaz nai achha...

P: to mooli ke paranthe kara lo tayaar... ji namaskar

me: lol

P: chup na raho... bolte rehne se chalega is kavita ka sansar! ji namaskar

me: sansar ka kya hai...

wo to aise hi chalta rehta hai

P: sansar mein kar raha galat sahi par nirantar waar! ji namaskar

me: waar nai, chahiye hai pyaar

P: zyada pyaar se kam honge waar, ji namaskar

me: to aap kis se karte hain pyaar?

P: main zingadi se aur zindagi dene wale se karta hoon pyaar, ji namaskar

me: wo to mere desktop pe bhi rehte hain sawaar...

P: rehne do rehne do... mat dena unko utaar, ji namaskar

me: haan, aur wo hara rang deta hai unki photo nikhaar... :D

P: rang banao rang lagao, aane wala hai holi ka tyohaar, ji namaskar

me: par bhang pi ke na machao hahakaar...

P: aisee achchi achchi baatein karne par milega aapko puraskar, ji namaskar

me: puraskar dena is hi ravivaar... meri chhutti hai

P: is ravivar ko to ghar par aaram farma rahe honge hum sarkar! ji namaskar

me: par hum to baithe they karte aapka intezaar...

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P: haanji haanji, ji namaskar

me: :D

The Black That Kills

It was a picturesque shore
The boat was pretty too
I had perfect company
Never knew rowing could be so much fun.

It's a quiet island
It does not have the things movies talk of
Silence keeps me company
While I stand alone, stranded.

Random tales this January

This deserved a mention a month back - when I came back to campus for this term, I had two people giving me Fuchsia presents. While Ruhi gave me a kurta that has fuchsia flowers on it, Priyam got me a perfume that's named Fuchsia. Now that's what we call branding! :D :D

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I love Marks & Spencer for the formals they make! And I cannot emphasise on this point enough. It's as if the rest of the world believes that I come from a different planet with a strange body type. M&S took my measurements while I was sleeping and came out with size 14!
God bless them!

I also got stranded in the basement of a mall today. Why? Arshad Varsi and Vidya Balan were there to promote Ishqiya, and people were going berserk. I didn't even see Vidya Balan. Just heard people go Vidya 'jiiiii'! But this is one movie I am looking forward to. I just hope that it's as good as the movies that Vishal Bhardwaj directs himself.

I watched Toy Story 1 and 2 (3D) today. Yes, I am graduating slowly. From hating animation to loving Sid to finding parts of these movies quite funny, I like the initiation of the process. :D

This guy was entertaining!

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Sometimes I think I am emotionally very stupid. I feel disconnected from a lot of people who are genuinely nice to me. That, I believe, is a cause and consequence of my obsession with the handful of people I like to like. And it's not like I don't like this other set of people, but I can't go around loving-shoving them. It becomes awkward at times.

I almost cannot live without Avantika, Prashant and Sahil today. All three for different reasons. But looking at my past I so know that these sets of people also keep changing as life changes. Today, even imagining not having them around gives me the chills. But there are so many other people also I have had to get over. People I loved just as much. Ok, I don't know why I am writing this!
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I am finally slightly comfortable with Pune roads. Now I can figure routes a tad bit better. It's annoying to imagine that it took me so long considering that I like to believe that I am fairly decent with navigation. But you know that I live in a village outside of the city, right?

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Lohri this year was just as much fun as last year. The campus comes to life with all the punjabi tracks and dance!


I was just thinking that I looked exactly the same as I did on Lohri last year. Not fun! Suggested makeover?

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Taking somebody's advice and going to sleep a little early today. So, until next post... tada!! :-)

Screw It!

I made an effort to look good to feel good today. Good hair day and my super-sexed black-rimmed glasses from the past added to it. So, mentally, I feel better.

Yesterday, while I was at the hospital, a revolution began in college. This time it was more than words. The man I hate is almost out of here thanks to the unity of the batch. The news will be officially confirmed in a batch meeting at 10:00 p.m. It finally feels good to be here.

Somebody offered me a good job today. Just that it isn't directly related to what I am looking at. I need to figure how to handle this 'tactfully'.

The colour status movement on Facebook is much much bigger than I thought it was. I read the word 'cyber-flashing' for it somewhere! But it's good to be part of it. Google it if you don't know what I am talking about. :-)

The rest is all ok. You can hope to read more about my struggle to find a job over the coming months.

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Going by the way my health treats me, I feel like I am paying for some old sins or something. Because after a point defects don't make for funny jokes. And I do not understand where to go with my frustrations.
I stood in unbearable pain at a hospital today, filling forms for myself, and haggling with an annoying woman to see a doctor. I am not sure whether the cool factor of 'being independent' should shadow the deteriorating strength, but yes, for today, I am feeling cool for being responsible for myself even if Ma was with me on the phone.
Tomorrow's pain, I'll manage too.

Jumpla toh Sumpla*

I landed on campus for the fourth semester on the 17th of December and straight away had a couple of people asking me about plans for new year eve. That led to a lot of Goa vs. partying vs. other locations contemplation over the next 10 days. The fact that it was a large group of people made things that much harder. If somebody had cash crunch, somebody else had issues with crowded places. If somebody wanted a secluded beach, somebody else wanted a mad party to dance.

Since 3rd standard I may have sucked at 'initiative', but travel is not part of that set. Friends too have started expecting me to explore Google Maps and come up with a plan. I could not have let them down. A zillion tabs with Maharashtra all over them, multiple options, feasibility studies, lots of phone calls, and I had a plan for three days. Then began the process of people backing out. People who? Closest friends. So the custom of me getting pissed also happened. But nothing comes between me and travelling. My planning had reached the point where I would have set out alone too. But it did not get that bad. The now-travel buddies, Swetha and Priyam were there. With them, Ruhi and Debanjana were the other two single girls. Kausik Dadu Misra was always keen on joining us. With him was his pretty girlfriend, Shagun. The problem was that he was the only guy with all of us girls. So he found Ranjan walking into his classroom and asked him to come along. With Ranjan came his hot girlfriend Vinaya. Ridhima and Bhavya contemplated till five hours before leaving Pune, but finally did join us.

We were 11 of us. Initially a Tavera/Innova was planned. Now two cars would have raised costs way too much. Right then Ridhima came up with the brilliant idea of hiring a Tempo Traveller. That led to a round of calls and more calls all over Pune and finally reaching a decent Rs 12/- per km. After an insane amount of browsing, the Internet also helped me find an affordable lodge for our first night. We could have set out without any bookings for stay had it not been the year-end. But it would have been risky, especially with 11 people. Therefore, god bless a degree of organised information on the Web!

The plan? A couple of beaches, a dam, a ferry ride, a fort, music, dance, alcohol, and a birthday celebration in the Ratnagiri district of Maharashtra.

On 30th morning, we left campus at 5:45 a.m. First we went to Koregaon Park to pick Ridhima and Bhavya. Then drove back out to NH4 towards Karad. As always, driving out of Pune was fun. The roads are great, and the scenery beautiful. Around 9:30 a.m., before getting off the highway, we stopped for some idli sambhar and chai at a dhaba. From Karad we turned right on SH 78 towards Chiplun. About 50 kms from there was our first stop - the Koyna Dam. When we reached there, instead of going to a certain garden to view the dam, we went for a boat ride instead. The brief given to us there was that the dam was the second largest after Bhakra Nangal. Before that, my idiotic fear of losing balance while climbing on to the boat led to complete concentration on the feet and me ramming my head real hard in the iron rod on top. Broken sunglasses that were resting on my head and a massive bump, and I was ready to sail!

The school bus we got instead of a real tempo traveller

Mister slept through the entire drive on the first day

Our first toll point

The breakfast point

I have no clue what I was talking so animatedly about

Priyam, our photo-documenter clicked! :-)

Our bank with Dadu

Happy after food :D

We decided to have lunch at Koyna itself, instead of stopping again at Chiplun before getting to Guhagar, our destination for the day. We paid an entry fee for the complex, but the food was worth it. Authentic local taste, and very filling. I, of course, stuck to a light dosa. Had no intentions of making my travel painful even one bit. Morning also saw me having my idlis with sugar instead of sambhar.

Swetha, at Koyna

Ridhima, Vinaya, Swetha, Debanjana, Ruhi, Me, and the sunglasses I broke

The boat we rode on

Koyna was also the first tryst with wilderness for some relief work. Retrospecting about Aurangabad bus station, I was only proud about the past. Could not get myself to bear the torture again.

From Koyna, we drove straight to Guhagar. That stretch got tiring for everyone - driving in the ghats right after a meal is never fun. And anyway we had been on the road for over 6 hours. We reached Guhagar around 4:15 p.m. The distance was not as much, but being on a bus killed our speed quite a bit. So much so that trance playing in the bus was sounding funny as our speed did not match that of the music.

SH 78

Transmission grids and my ABB moment!

The rooms at Manas Lodge were decent. And at that point, we only needed them to change. Within 30 minutes, nine out of 11 of us were on the beach. Two people went missing. They insist they were on the other end of the beach. The rest of us have a slightly different take on what that couple was up to. :P



Sand, water, madness, a beautiful sunset, and a terrible cramp later, I was out of the water. Following that was some delicious bhel puri and yumm tea on the beach itself. A long bath, a long call to the U.S., a long wait at a popular restaurant for dinner, and I sat for one of the crappiest meals of my life at Hotel Annapurna. So much for being nice to people who want to eat fish and prawns, and all of that! I ate rice with pickle. :|

Swetha and Ruhi went for a camel ride on the beach

Shagun is the only girl missing from this photograph

Preetam!!

During our wait outside the restaurant | I am sitting in the middle | Concentrating on the challenge Ranjan posed at me - a tiny game of putting magnetic balls in slots | I won! Ha!!

At the restaurant also happened something that kinda ticked me off. Some people wanted to skip the Jaigad Fort next morning and hit the beach straight. And they managed 'majority vote'. But you know me. Even though I did mention at that point itself that I don't like the idea, the next morning I was willing to do my own little detour if everybody wanted to go straight. The S.T. bus stand was right opposite our hotel, and I went there to check what was the best way to get there. But that morning my luck was not with me. First my 18-55 lens kinda conked off, and then I got to know that I would have had to change three buses to get to the fort. So I was forced to give up the idea, and sat on our bus with a straight face.

We were going to Ganpatipule, where one of Ridhima's distant uncles had a resort. The resort was actually in Malgund, the beach adjacent to Ganpatipule. It was such a beautiful place with such pretty cottages that I felt I could live there forever. The good thing that happened that time though was that six other people were keen on the fort again. So we dropped our friends at the beach, and drove out to the Jaigad Fort.

Ridhima and Bhavya fixing things at Uncle's resort :P

Our sea-facing cottages

The view from the cottages

The singletons' cottage - Five of us girls stayed here

En route, Balaji chips came to our rescue. We had not had breakfast or lunch, and were all starving in the crazy heat!! It was just a half hour drive from the beach. The fort was more of a fun point of the trip than a visual treat, but absolutely no regrets for being stubborn about going there. Those two hours were the funniest of the day - what with all of us laughing our guts out!

The remains at Jaigad Fort

The fort is located at the end point of a peninsula in Ratnagiri, and the view from all sides was terrific! It may have belonged to Shivaji, but for Ruhi and me it was Vikram Jaisingh Rathore's. He's an imaginary, hot man from history.
We also saw the Jindals' new power plant coming up there, and the unfortunate crap that was being offloaded into the sea as well.

Good lunch at the resort and a quiet nap later, I was in water again. I spent the first half hour alone. Played with little birdies, made friends with water, sang mad songs, and felt like the most beautiful thing on earth when the sun's rays were sparkling on the water and on me alike. How I wished there was somebody who appreciated the moment with his camera at that point!

Joined the rest of the guys later to see yet another mesmerising sunset. It was a full moon night, so the moment the sun set in, a beautiful moon rose from the other side. Priyam, Swetha and I realised that the three of us saw the last sunrise and the last sunset of the year together. There, all of us decided that we'll get together for 2010's last sunset as well. Let's see how many of us manage to keep the pact.

Sunrise at Guhagar Beach

1st of Jan was Ranjan's birthday. So the night was a double party. We somehow managed to get something that came close to a cake, but none of us even tasted it. We did the best that could have been done with that thing - smashed it on his face!

The night was long and lots of fun. Everyone got high, and talked trash endlessly. Complete entertainment - by everyone, for everyone. We had our own bonfire and a table full of food. We had our own music too, but our neighbours' speakers were too huge and loud. So we danced to their music instead. They were 'neech kameenas', and most of us were drunk girls, so the boys with us were a little worried most of the time. But thankfully, it turned out to be an uneventful, rather dramatic, fun night!

Cheers!

And there went Vinaya!!!

:D

I cracked a mean joke

We decided to sleep around 3:00 a.m. Slept peacefully and woke up to the sound and view of the sea - could not have been any better.

We left Malgund around noon. Our driver acted idiotic right when we thought that the trip was perfect. He took NH 17 instead of NH 4. 11 hours of winding roads in the ghats left us all cranky and irritable. Ridhima puked 11x17 times. Or maybe more. So she went straight to the hospital. The rest of us ate at McDonald's and reached campus around 11:30 p.m.

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Highlights of the trip:

# 95% of the roads were so so smooth that we were all happily surprised.

Road to Ganpatipule

# At every single fork in the road in the remotest areas, we found somebody to give us directions.

# Potty was the most talked-about thing thanks to Priyam and Kausik.

# I broke my sunglasses, and my 18-55 seems to have forgotten how to focus in the auto-focus mode. :|

# Songs of the trip - Tera hone laga hoon and bahon mein dale bahein bahein from Ajab Prem ki Gazab Kahani. All of us hated the songs beyond belief, but played and sang them so many times that it actually became funny by the end!

Teraaaa.... hone laga hoooon...

# The area is famous for its alphonso magoes. But since this was not the right season, we managed mango pulp which I believe was truly the second best thing after real mangoes!

# The state highways had caution messages written in Marathi at regular intervals. The best of the lot: 'jaagte raho, kal ho na ho', and 'zompla to sompla'. The second one meaning that you'll die if you sleep off.

*The title of the post got derived from here. Actually, this is what the trip has been christened thanks to the copy guy, Ranjan. We were at the Rai-Bhatgaon Bridge over the Jaigad Creek when he suddenly came up with 'jump-la toh sumpla'. 11 people anyway means mad, endless laughter. So three days later, we're still laughing about it. Therefore, aptly naming all emails/photo albums/ blog posts about this trip Jumpla toh Sumpla.

Ruhi and Ranjan just before the Sampla moment

Dinesh Bhau, our driver

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The people:

Priyam aka Pottin thanks to all her potty talks with detailed descriptions.

Ruhi aka Bhootana because she found all things at the Fort bhootana (ghostly). Even the men giving us directions on the roads.

Vinaya aka Setbaaj because that is what a casanova is called in the Jamshedpur lingo (Ranjana and Kausik hail from there). She got drunk and flirted with most other girls on the trip.

Cabaret Queen and Setbaaj

Kausik aka Johnny Walker. He kept going on 'walks' with his new girlfriend.

Ranjan aka Sampla. You know the story.

Bhavya aka Dil Saaf - he got high and all he talked about then was having a saaf dil.

Shagun aka Bhaala - We were laughing and rolling over some joke that Ranjan cracked about weapons at the fort. In the end, she innocently asked, 'what is a bhaala?'. Ufff!!!!

Aarbee aka Bumpy - You know the boat story. There were other instances of me hitting my head here and there. Therefore.

Ridhima aka Pukey - Poor thing has a weak liver. She puked way too much on the way back.

Debanjana aka Chhoto Manoos - just what happens to the smallest person in a group!



Swetha aka Ma Ch*** - She learnt the cuss words from Bhavya. He taught her how to use them at the end of every sentence.

She was also the Cabaret Queen for ALL the mad solo dances she did around the bonfire after getting drunk.

Ufff! You had to be there to witness the entire dance routine!!

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The travel:

Pune-Karad on NH 4.
Karad - Koyna - Chiplun - Guhagar on SH 78.
Ganpatipule - Chiplun - Pune ... better would be NH 4. NH 17 is not recommended for people who have motion sickness. Also, it is not recommended for a night drive - ghats and jungles without lights.



Stay at Guhagar: Manas Lodge for Rs 520 a night, and Rs 50 for an extra bed. There are fancy luxury resorts too.
The snacks available at the beach should not be missed.
Non-veg food available only at Hotel Annapoorna and one other hotel. Good fish and prawns, not so good chicken stuff apparently. But please think about your veggie friends too.


Stay at Ganpatipule: There are LOTS of hotels - luxury and affordable. We paid Rs 1500 for our sea-facing cottages, and Rs 1000 for the ones that were about 100 metres away (Dariya Sarang Hotel). But these are peak season rates. I am sure it would be cheaper at other times.

The tempo traveller cost us Rs 12/- per km for a minimum of 300 kms a day. Do your research with a few travel companies. You can easily get Rs 11 or even 10 during off season.

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Why I am the queen? When planning, I estimated the per head cost to be somewhere around Rs 2450. And I was bang on! :D :D

We live in a place called Lavale (lɑːvleɪ). I happened to innocently mention that before getting here I used to think it is pronounced as Lavaal (lä-väl). Everyone laughed, and the moment they got over it, we came across this building. :|

The couple that often went missing

Pukey with Bhavya when she was ok

P.S. - Everyone on the trip contributed towards photo-documentation of this blog post.
P.P.S - I am the happiest thing on earth post this trip.