From the no-more-a-teenager's blog

I saw a tag on Tania's blog today and felt that my blog is ageing and needs something fresh. So here we go, yet again, for the nth time....

These were supposed to be one-word responses, but I'm too tired and lazy for that. So my answers are plain. :-/

1. Where is your cell phone? By the laptop's side

2. Your significant other? Far

3. Your hair? Straight

4. Your mother? Drama

5. Your father? Has not been calling lately

6. Your favorite? Meetha

7. Your dream last night? I died on my bed. Dreams were too far.

8. Your favorite drink? Same old - Frooti/Iced tea

9. Your dream/goal? Happiness

10. What room you are in? Hoshtail

11. Your hobby? Is dying

12. Your fear? Old age

13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Somewhere close to a metro which is in the north/west of India; happily married, I hope

14. Where were you last night? In my room

15. Something that you are not? Polite

16. Muffins? Costa all the way!

17. Wish list item? Weight loss

18. Where you grew up? Delhi!! :-D

19. Last thing you did? Lent my broom to a neighbour

20. What are you wearing? I know what I am not wearing - my specs

21. Your TV? I technically don't have one. This laptop is all that there is.

22. Your pets? Will be born some day

23. Friends? They help me stay afloat

24. Your life? Needs something fresh

25. Your mood? Restless

26. Missing some one? Too tired

27. Car? Le do koi

28. Something you're not wearing? I just told ya... chasma

29. Your favorite store? Erm... any silver jewellery store?

30. Your favorite color? You know it, man! Green and purple

31. When is the last time you laughed? A couple of hours back

32. Last time you cried? Yesterday

33. One place that I go to over and over? I like to hop around in the hostel. Move from room to room

34. One person who texts me regularly? Ankur Agarwal

35. My favorite place to eat? Food does not excite me. Can't remember a favourite place.

36. My favorite food? Well...

Ok done! Please tag yourself na... pliss pliss.

Secrets, Surprises and Expectations

The sea, the hills, and the big yellow taxi.

A canteen, downloads and a big mess.

West coast to east coast, and arguments about technicalities.

Resources, relations, and humans in the centre.

A big leap and questions galore...
Moving along with a future insecure...

Shut Up!

Now I know what people meant when they said that too much love can make you sick. Mind it, I am not at the receiving end of the overdose. I am sick of telling people that I love them. I'm doing it everyday ever since the semester began. And I am SICK right now. It's just crazy... I see someone I love, I wanna tell him/her that I love them. I find someone on Gtalk, I wanna ping and say it. I get a mail/phone call... "I love you". WTF is wrong?! UGH!

So, if I have already told you several times, please don't mind it.
If you think I love you but would have thought that things will be awkward if I said it and have therefore not said it, I do love you.

I am hoping I'll get over this drama soon. Please be patient.


Oh, oh, oh... I did it again! :|

Grr

It has been about a week since I put up that 'people who think they know it all really annoy those of us who do" poster in my room. And there have been incidents everyday since then that have made me repeat it. Maybe this is why people go to my friends (the ones who are not from Delhi) and tell them that I am the typical rude woman from Delhi. But they're just so idiotic!Bledy!

The Old Gang

In July '07, there was a post here about two friends who made it to Delhi School of Economics. I am happy to inform that they're both placed now with PWC and Citi and will be rich very soon. :D
Belonging to the same 'group', another two will be joining Titan and Genpact soon. Three are with Ernst & Young, Indian Express and the Jaypee Group. Neha and I are the only ones left. And we're both quite far from a job right now. :)

This feels real cool!

Bull shit!

For all those talks of being an advanced and 'as good as the metros' city, this fuckin' place has no apparent photo printing shops that do 8x10 prints in matte finish. Fuckers!

A little too much

Hormones are out of control. Making things slightly difficult.

Ouch

I went shopping for my room yesterday, and at a general store I told the guy to unpack and show me the thing before I pay for it. He said, " Maharashtra mein kahin se bhi kuch bhi lo, koi wanda nahi hoga. Dekhne ki zaroorat nahi hai".

Funny things keep happening nowadays.

Thursday Night Laughs

8:45 pm
En route to the mess. Aakash and Ritesh. Madness.

9:15 pm
In the mess. Aakash, Ridhima and Akshay. Madness.

9:55 pm
Sitting area outside the hostels. Aakash, Ridhima, Venky, Swetha, Vrinda, Ruhi, Debanjana. Complete madness.

10:30 pm
At the coffee shop. Sahil, Ridhima, Vrinda, Debanjana, Ruhi, Swetha, Robin. Died laughing. Madness didn't stop.

11:00 pm
Outside the girls' hostel. Namrata, Ridhima, Natasha. People yelling from first floor windows to ask us to shut up. Madness knew no limit.

11:30 pm
Ridhima's room. Natasha, Nidhi, Ridhima. Footprints bloopers. Nostalgia and madness.

12:15 am
Vrinda and Ruhi's room. Madness continued.

No giggles, no chuckles... LOL in full swing!

Back in my room at 1:15 am. Thursdays CAN be fun minus any trips to the city or elsewhere. Laughter is all I need. And if the laughter is in sync with someone else's... it's pure bliss.


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Edit:
Avan got a 98.6 percentile in CAT. It's after really long that I am this happy for another person. Overwhelmed, is actually the word. I've seen her go through the entire process, am glad I was with her through this journey, know exactly how she felt and is feeling right now, and am Just So Happy for her. I know it is so much more than the percentile score. It feels nicer because she thought she won't score this well. I hope she goes to MICA. I really really hope she does. And I almost know she would. :)

Parallel Life

First post of this new year, and I have quite a bit to write. So let's go.

30th night, 31st, 1st and 2nd were the most perfect days of the so-called break. Long talks, laughter, moments -- paradise had come down for a short while.
The parting was as hard as the last time, but the good times always make up for everything, I guess.

Landing in Pune was pretty ok. The weather is drastically different from Delhi, and suddenly I was glad I could not carry the sweaters because of the limit. It would only have been a pain to manage.
I thought I was ready to be back, but somehow when I stepped into my room things didn't feel right. Very few people had returned by then, the corridor was empty, the silence was killing, and I was not happy. Far from it.

Spent the whole day today working on submissions, and kept feeling low until I reached the academic block. It was so good to see some of the people. I kinda missed them when I was home.
Really, this two lives business can get to you at times.

And after the socialising and the bad food at the mess, I did not feel like coming back to my room. So I killed more time at my neighbours'. Finally when I got back, I saw my roommate sitting by her table! Now she is a story I think I have never written about earlier. And maybe I should refrain because I don't know who might read this post and what stories might reach her. Let's just say we do manage to live peacefully.

Many people have put on weight, so I don't feel left out. But I really need to lose it. Of course, the efforts will only begin once everyone's home food is over. I can obviously not not have meetha that people's moms have sent. I cannot believe I didn't bring anything. I had plans of carrying an entire bag with only food stock in it. :-/

Classes begin tomorrow. There do not seem to be any stupid papers this term. It should be interesting. I just hope I get to deal with as few stupid teachers as possible.

Let's see. See you soon.

Wishing Well

I don't know the reason, but the blogging rate seems to have dropped here in the past two weeks. Maybe I'll just claim my usual - work is getting to me. Keep that raised eyebrow away, one CAN have employers who expect you to work. And one can be good at mismanaging time too. Both together lead to an awfully busy life. To add to it, thoughts about boyfriends 24x7 do not help. The extra 's' was just for kicks.

So the new year is almost here. Until end of 2007, every new year's eve I sat at home and sulked about my unadventurous life because of unadventurous parents. This year I am sulking about a research paper. Yes, sulking is the key word. You got it right.

Anyway. It's all in the name of a subtly romantic boyfriend. So it should be ok. (Don't try too hard to find the link. I'm writing like this just for fun.)

I'm wondering what 'special' thing can be done on the blog. The new year post was done three weeks ago. :-/

I wrote a nice senti piece about Dilli Haat, but somehow never got to posting it. I almost wrote about the superbly fun and the best ever Christmas I had. AND I really wanted to write about how it feels like to be in a normal relationship. But stupid Footprints, and submissions, and reports, and research, and projects fucked my head a little too much. :-/

I seem to derive some strange pleasure out of cribbing. Therefore, please note that I AM extremely thankful to the world that conspired the delay in my departure from Delhi, but I don't know what to do with all my luggage and the bloody 20 kg baggage limit! I would not have brought all the clothes for laundry, and all the shoes I have ever owned. If you're still wondering what the issue is - I was supposed to take a train back to Pune.

Joke of the day -
Guy to a waitress: "how do you serve this dish?"
Waitress: "How do we serve this dish. In a plate (with gestures suggesting what a plate looks like)".
I was there. At the same table.

Let's hope the new year is happy and peaceful. Enjoy it. Live it! :-)