If college life is THIS..

Then no wonder I want to just get finished with it. And that too really quick. ( The final two semesters- Man- God- Please please please- Get me through them minus any hiccups.)

So, today, Me the great went to college. Well, because, results had come, and also the next internship is not really going to be easy on me, so I wanted to go and tell my Head that not expect me before September.

I happen to sit in one of the lectures and, I was SO bored that I wrote this post-

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It is official now.

I am beyond sitting in college and its classes.

Yes, you guessed it right- I went to college today. Right now, I am sitting in class. The lecture is of Consumer Protection Act. Btw- for all those of you who are unaware this is one of the most recent enactments in our country.

And PHLEASE, I have not come across such an ass of a teacher. He looks no more than a fresh graduate and he is just READING the DAMN BARE ACT. (That I can also do and do the the hindi translation of the English text.)I have never felt so sleepy in my life.

But then when my anger subsides- I start feeling sorry.

Sorry for the teacher (Yeah in my college NO one is worth calling a professor, they all are as bad I tell you, and our rules are also so strict that- You feel you are in a n army camp not a college.)Oh, coming back to my teacher who is translating the english text to hindi text, and not really imparting any knowledge- Is actually teaching to a lone girl sitting on the front desk. There are in total 11 students in the class where there should be 150.

So I feel sorry for him. No one really to teach, so why should he be teaching us.

Then, I feel sorry for myself because then all the debatable discussions become more of a self introspection issues. And then I feel sorry for my children and grandchildren, because- now, I have no juicy college tales to entertain them with.

Then finally I feel sorry for you my dear readers because- You have to read such fucked up posts about such a fucked up college that I go to.

What a sorry post this has turned out to be... so SORRY.

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Na, the college is not that bad, its the administration that lacks the way to run a college. But- I have to admit, even with all its flaws, I am doing a great job there. But, yeah- 5 years is a LONG time. I am waiting for the new life to begin.

In other news- I went to Shayon's place after college. And I cooked. Yeah, just maaroed tadka in the rice to have it with dahi, but nevertheless my first in his kitchen * blushing head to toe *it was good fun.

Rest all is great...

Cheers..

I need to..

Control my tongue and my anger.
I have had numerous occasions when I sound like an awful old lady who does nothing better than taunting.
And at times, my anger makes me so spiteful that I say things that I am regretting most of the time.
I know, I am not perfect.
Neither am I striving to perfection. All I know is that- I hate having the sour tongue.
Is it too late to change??

Clap your hands and welcome back-

I never did go any where.

But- There is nothing wrong in clapping your hands and giving your precious thoughts to the new template that has adorned my two year old blog.

Yeah, you guessed it right the template change fever is on.. so I thought why not follow the suit.

The credit of this template does NOT go to Shayon. (He is feeling bad that he could not do it.. )

It goes to the dear MOO.

And to * drum rolls * Gaurav...!! Gaurav is Moo's friend, who is now friend... and he very patiently listened to me and did the template. (Better give nice reviews...or else...)

I hope that- this change.. is for the good.

Thank you Gaurav and Thank you moo.

Love you guys...

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In the other news- My result is OUT!! And I came second.

This is the best result that I have had thus far.

It seems that- I need to be more positive about life in order to make sure that- Life responds more positively to me.

And I have to really thank all of you here- Moo, Kashvi, Ki, Miss M, D.O, D.C. Uncle J.. Chandu, Roopie.. Gaurav..

You guys have really influenced my life in the most positive way EVER.

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Last, but not the least- Tomorrow is my last class in Rajiv's batch. And, really- I wish I had a choice and I could remain in his batch. Ofcourse- he is a very good reason for that, but, yeah- finally he starts recognising me in class... and boom, I have to change my batch. (Even though I dislike him for not promoting me, and making sure that my self confidence goes for a toss) and then I have made good friends with so many people of of my batch- I am feeling very very SAD!!! :(

Rest all is good...!!

Cheers...

No more Animals can be admitted : Its house Full...

That is what we were told when Priyam (my best friend) and I went to the zoo...!! They refused us entry.

(That was an attempt at a VERY bad joke, but when Priyam and I cracked it yesterday, we laughed like hyenas)

Thursday was awesome..!! I had an out of office meeting in the middle of the day on the other side of the where the my office is. I did not want to go alone. So, I though maybe Shayon would be nice enough to accmpany me, but his work kept him at office. And, I called up Priyam. She too refused at firstand then she finally agreed.

And trust me- it was the most awesome day spend that she and I have had in a looong loong time. We went for that meeting predending to be first year Architect Students (yeah- some silly research) came out only to find ourselves in rain. Had lunch at MacD's and walked in C.P. and walked so much that we reached jantar mantar... went in and clicked pictures in weird poses... went to the high court... had random fun.. that we had not had in ages.

We have actually become like caged animals- and each day seems like a photocopy of the other. The fun factor is missing. And on thursday as we made one random decision after the other, giggled like two teenagers.. I felt wonderful.. to be with my friend... free of the restraints of anything. No deadlines... no pressures... just me and her.

It was a great day.

And Priyam Jain- I really love you.

And in the same breath I wanna thank all my newer girlfriends- who have been waayyyyy tooo kind to me, loving me, giving me their support.. and simply being what they are. You all are wonderful- and I love you.

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In other news- Results are gonna be out soon- PLEASE pray for me. I am very nervous.

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Life is going as usual. Except, that I think I am coming back to realization that to be cautious about everything will make miss all the good things in life that are experienced by being a lil more adventourous.

Dance classes are great. the final promotions for this month are Gonna be announced soon. I hope that I get promoted. It will be fun.

Yup that is about it all- and people please update your blogs often.

Love you-

Cheers

The mayonnaise jar and the 2 Beers

This is for another friend, who gave such a beautiful insight by a post of his..!!! I wanted to reply to him there, but then, I thought, I should be sharing it with you all also...

It is so often in life that we forget the most important things... and we want the most trivial things in life. Its often that we misplace our priorities in life.

Here is a lil philosophy that my father shared with me, for all my lovely readers to ponder about..

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had

some items in front of him.

When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very

large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it

with golf balls .

He then asked the students if the jar was full.

They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and

poured them into the jar He shook the jar lightly.

The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf

balls.

He then asked the students again if the jar was full.

They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it

into the jar.

Of course, the sand filled up everything else.

He asked once more if the jar was full.

The students responded with a unanimous 'yes.'

The professor then produced two Beers from under the

table and poured the entire contents into the jar

effectively filling the empty space between the sand.

The students laughed..

'Now,' said the professor as the laughter subsided, 'I

want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.

The golf balls are the important things---your family,

your children, your health, your friends and your

favorite passions---and if everything else was lost

and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your

job, your house and your car..

The sand is everything else---the small stuff.

'If you put the sand into the jar first,' he continued,

'there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.

The same goes for life.

If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff

you will never have room for the things that are

important to you.

Pay attention to the things that are critical to your

happiness.

Spend time with your children.

Spend time with your parents.

Visit with grandparents.

Take time to get medical checkups.

Take your spouse out to dinner.

Play another 18.

There will always be time to clean the house and fix

the disposal..

Take care of the golf balls first---the things that

really matter.

The rest is just sand.

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what

the Beer represented.

The professor smiled and said, 'I'm glad you asked.'

The Beer just shows you that no matter how full your

life may seem, there's always room for a couple of

Beers with a friend. So go home and share a couple of beers with your loved ones today! :)

So what say??

Cheers!!!

Especially for Qi!!!

Hey Ki!!

Remember the post in which you talked about psuedo friends.. and how people can be judgemental... well- you know- most of the time I face that kind of problem too.

And trust me- I have no idea what to do about it.

I am just glad that I have found such great friends in Kashvi, D.O, Moo and all of the readers who have not been judgemental about me or about the openess or frankness of my blog.

And, I am slowly coming to realise that- I do not have to adjust to other people, I am me. And people ought to accept me the way I am. Well that doesn't mean, that I am not flexible... whatever- I hope you got what I am trying to say.

So, here are some lines from the new song- Chor Bazaari from Love Aaj Kal, that suits all of us the best-

Laj sharm ki choti moti jo thi dori

Woh bhi kat gai

Chauk chawbare gali molhalle

Khol ke main saare ghonghat gai

Tu na badli mein na badla

Dilli sari dekh badal gai

Ek minute mein duniya dari ki

saaari samaj nikal gai

Haan Rang biranga pani pe ke

Seedhi saadhi kudi begad gayi

Dekh ke mujhko hasta gaata

Sadh gai yeh duniya sadh gai

Not in any wrong sense ofcourse... just the way the world looks...!! :)

love you!!

The Friday that made me dance...

On 10th july 2009, Shayon and I danced together for the first time in 4.5 years of being together.

Yes. You can read that again and again, with opne eyes and mouth.

He is not really a dancer, so, we hardly go drinking and dancing. Its mostly drinking...

It so happened that a dear friend of ours, was nice enough to gift us two passes (VIP, mind you) to the VH1, handpicked- OUTLANDISH concert which was happening in Hard Rock Cafe (YEAH- More popped eyes... I know). The friend was very clever and got one pass shipped to me and the other to him.

Now, came the matter of 'permissions'... The story was put in place... most of it was true, except that the 'boyfriend' was replaced with 'just friends'. My parents took me there, watched a movie while we went inside HRC.

Being the VIPs has its perks- The food and the drinks were on the house. Yipee...!!!!

And then there was the concert. Which was of course awesome. But what was more awesome was the fact that I had Shayon's arms around my waist all the time. Yeah- we closed danced, the whole time the gig was on. It felt- so natural... so wow.

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In the other news- The newest blog discovery is Miss M. Who is great. Loved her thoughts and her side of the world.

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Ahem- I had the best weekend of my life. Friday was the concert. Saturday Lunch with Shayon and Sunday evening was with a couple of friends of Shayon and me.

Life is going great. I just hope that- happiness stays... and that God's grace bestow upon me.

Cheers...

The great Indian Parent TRAP...!!!

Before any of you raise ANY eyebrows.. I love my parents. They are the best. And they are the reason that I am even writing a post and why I exist. BUT...

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I think in the slew of depressing posts that I written, I had mentioned about how the parents love to live their dream through their children, AND that how pressures are built on a child...

etc etc.

The same thing is happening with me.

I know that I have said this before... but now, the pressures are building and its getting way out of my hand, because, tempers have also started flaring.

My entire SUNDAY was RUINED. Thanks to one small discussion on my future.

A little background will help-

We are a family of lawyers. So in the coming say year or so, officially there are going to be seven cousins of mine including me who would be lawyers. And since I dropped an year in engineering and all, instead of graduating this year with two of my other cousins, I am going to graduate next year.

This fact- that the other two cousins of mine who are not as 'intelligent' as me (AS per my mom) graduating before me etc etc has given some weird insecurity to my mother. And my father anyway thinks that I am not fit for this profession because I am girl and that I have to get married etc etc. Also, for a fact that, I am not into litigation at all, the primary practise of my father.

Therefore- both of them have started pushing me to start studying for Judiciary. (For all those who don't know- Its an exam you give to become a judge.) The main attraction being that its a government job and that even though in the beginning it doesn't pay well, and whatever- there is job security. No one can kick you out unless you behave like an ass.

Btw- my mother toned down from her wanting me to do IAS to getting into judiciary.

I have NO idea, as how and why did his godforsaken idea came into their heads. I have never thought about doing a government job. And even if I sit and think about it now, I just can't seem really make my mind or my heart see sense in doing a government job. And they can't seem to see or understand that- For the heck of Job Security, I just can't let go of dreams... those dreams that I have been building towards. Had I wanted to do Judiciary, I would have worked hard from the very day I joined Law school.

What happens to my dreams of becoming a hot shot corporate lawyer who ultimately joins UN? or What happens to my dreams of travelling the world, which I cannot do if I am in government job? Or for that matter- chuck all other dreams- why am I not being given a chance to think out of the box... and decide the kind of life I want for my for myself?

Why? Why?

MY life-make me answerable for it. I listen to them now, and after marriage listen to the inlaws and husband. Its a catch 22 situation.

And exactly at what age do the parents in India need to feel that they let go of the children and tell them to dream to dream their own dreams and not live their parents dreams... it becomes a vicious circle- You live your parents dreams, your children live yours... so on and so forth... where does it end? Isn't this the very reason that despite the development the Indians do not move forward with times and even today, when you are with a coed group of friends and you meet a relative in the same mall as you are- You are looked at with such curious eyes...

Its just beyond my understanding.

Its beyond my understanding that when I am interning and I return home late from work, why am I scolded... and its beyond my understanding that why can't the parents let it be.

I am almost 23. On one hand they give me shit like- that you are all ready to get married and on the other hand I am not given permission to party or stay out with my friends late...

My parent don't even know half of the friends that I have... because if I start explaining to them how we became friends and all- from friends friends etc... they will freak out.

I don't know how am I ever going to get my point across to them.

They are lovely people... one of the best set of parents that I have seen amongst my friends... but- I don't know what happens to them when it comes to me and the important decisions that have to be made in regard to my life. I should just be telling them the decision and having a matured discussion on it. But instead, I am treated like a freaking 10 year old who doesn't know a thing.

What am I ever gonna do??