Annoyed, Frustrated and just plain Pissed Off

What's with all the fuss about New Year's eve??? Everyday I see zillions of adverts in the newspapers all claiming the best party of the year or whatever.....all with fancy titles which make no sense- Xtravaganza!, Xtacy!!, Reverb 2008- , fancier prices(5000 bucks!-i could buy 5 new dresses with that), and djs whom noone has ever heard of before especially "international" djs. How about telling us if any of these "international" djs were a hit in their respective countries?

New year was never really a big deal for me....I didn't think one was supposed to do anything special on new year's eve....maybe because mum always had to work at the hotel on that night and i usually stayed at home and watched whatever came on the telly......yep there used to be some gooood stuff on the tube on 31st december. I think it was maybe a couple of years ago that i realised oookkk it's supposed to be a huge thing and one is deemed a loser if -gasp! god forbid- one decides to stay at home on NEW YEAR'S EVE! I mean I got laughed at for going to watch a movie that day! Ok so it was only one person who laughed(pointing et all) but still! What's wrong with watching Chicken Little on the 31st of december i ask ya? Do I need a muhurat?
But you know what, last year there was nothing good to watch on the telly. NOTHING. Jeez...you'd think they'd have a heart for those of us who do not have boyfriends they want to go out with and are not allowed to go partying with friends. That's right....not allowed to go partying. And I totally understand my parents' point of view...it aint pretty out there....what with people getting drunk and high and stuff...I'd worry about me too.

So what i wanna know is who the fish started this trend??? Ok, new year, big deal. Isn't a bit strange to celebrate the passage of time? I thought we all wanted more of it......I guess people just want an excuse to party and i mean PARTY....hmpf and because of that, us reluctant ones are getting caught up in the madness too. Really, would you like it if your pals are out having fun without you? Or if you're given the eyebrow the next day- "You mean you stayed at home all evening???"

Well as y'all have probably guessed, I am NOT in a very good mood. Why are things the way they are? Why is it that the more you want something, the less are your chances of getting it? Why do stupid things matter more than the real deal? Why are we all in a race for power and money? Why do we care what other people think? Why do we care about people who don't know we exist? Why do we take people for granted?
Why do nice people finish last???????????

Annoyed at the way of the world, this is me signing off for now.

Daughter Of The East : Done In

Time : 6:16 pm
Place : Rawalpindi
Benazir Bhutto : Dead
Another killing of a public figure. I don't know why but I find them so unreal. A few years ago when Pramod Mahajan was shot by his brother and he died in the hospital after some days. I didn't think that could happen! Public figures live for the public and continue to do so as long as the public exists. Not long after, Saddam Hussain was captured. His trial went on for a long time and finally it was announced that he would be executed. That couldn't possibly happen could it? It did. On New Year's Day. And with New Year's Day around the corner, another one is deprived of the chance of seeing it.
Terrorist attacks have become so commonplace now. I wonder what's it going to be like in the future. What kind of stories am I going to tell my kids about my childhood? I know I didn't spend it like all those people during the World Wars but I will have a bagful of gruesome stories for them
BABRI MASJID DEMOLITION
I was only 2 years old at that time, so I really don't know much about it, but what I gather from my father's diary account is that it stirred up a hornet's nest. Old City was rocked by riots and violence. My 2nd birthday was a low profile affair as the incident did happen on December 6th. I can make out by looking at the photos. Word has it that the BJP demolished a mosque in Ayodhya to construct a Ram temple instead as you know, its Ayodhya. May I ask was it the only piece of land available? Vaastu theek nahi tha kya? Secular country, indeed
RAJIV GANDHI'S ASSASINATION
6 years old and still not a clue about current affairs. I don't remember a single thing
WTC ATTACK
All wised up now, followed up on every article about the fateful day a hijacked flight was flown straight into the WTC towers while another one smashed into the Pentagon. Heard the name Osama Bin Laden for the first time and saw terror and its far reaching effects for the first time. A series of disasters followed. I vaguely remember some trouble at the JFK airport after 9/11. America was on high alert. I don't know if the Iraq War is a consequence of all these events. But Mr. bin Laden got what he wanted - global strife. Could it reach such a state that I could say one day I saw a World War too? World War 3? The cat-mouse game between him and the US continues even today. No one knows where he is today. But was puzzled me was how we saw interviews and tapes of him. It dawned on me perhaps the mediapersons were taken to their hideouts blindfolded so that even if they wanted to squeal later they couldn't as they don't know the place. Otherwise they would have ended up as Wall Street journalist Daniel Pearl.
LONDON BLASTS
Seemed like a little brother of the WTC attacks but shocked everyone all the same
MUMBAI BLASTS
But these were global incidents. Surely it wouldn't happen in India right? I forgot that India was a part of the globe too. 7/7 and scores of local trains in Mumbai went up in flames, reminescent of the Godhra massacre. But what can you say? The eternal love affair between Mumbai and the underworld still continues....
HYDERABAD BLASTS
Something closer to home and a stone's throw from my college. The Laser Auditorium in Lumbini Park exploded at around 7:30pm along with Gokul Chat centre in Koti. High alert everywhere and of course some finger pointing seeing that this had come only 2 months after the Mecca Masjid blast.
Heights of stupidity : A motorist hands an unidentified black bag in the hands of a policeman hours before the blast saying it wasn't his and sped off. Right after news of the blasts spread, the bag was opened..to reveal what? A bomb.
And oh, how do you amuse yourself after such morbid events occur? Make bomb hoax calls of course! Like the one to my college where all the teachers told us to vacate the campus immediately in deathly quiet voices which tried to supress the mad urgency
And now Bhutto. She survived a suicide attack just 2 months ago but she wasn't so lucky this time. Had 5 bullets pumped into her with an AK-47 and...you should really admire their meticulous planning...a suicide bomber just in case that failed. You know, I really don't understand suicide bombers. You get a raw deal anyways don't you? Kill loads of people and kill yourself too. Don't they have families who care for them? Or would their families rather have them dead by "doing a service to God"? Who are you kidding anyways? When is this going to stop? We don't need any real life murder mysteries for our entertainment , thank you!

Getting There

Yayy I finally asserted my independence! Stood on my own two feet! Travelled the lonely road! Made the journey!!.....Er, went alone in an auto that is:D

It wasn't such a big deal actually but I, being a first timer, had to face some unusual problems.
I came down the stairs of my college and saw quite a few autowallahs parked outside. Oooooook.
Nobody told me how to choose which one to take. Autowallahs are one of my big fears so this one was tricky- I avoided the ones who were scowling like the villains one sees in telugu films and chewing paan(don't ask) and got into an old guy's auto. Unfortunately his auto was as old as he was. Crash! Bang! Creak! Rattle! Groan! God. I wondered if we'd make it in one piece or just with the autoguy holding the handlebar(whatever it's called) and me standing behind him. And he mumbled something i didn't understand so i had to go Huh??? atleast thrice before i took a wild guess at what he was trying to say and answered his question....Phew lucky one. Oh and of couse, I got ripped off. The meter was going faster than Scooby Doo going for a Scooby snack. Jeeeeez. And duh as it would have to happen in a situation like this, I was broke......so I dug out 38 bucks from my bag somehow and asked him to stop when the meter read 38.......and yeah walked the rest of the way home!! Hehe but it's ok...it wasn't that far, and god knows i could use the exercise......

So I made it!! Got ripped off and the auto nearly fell apart(what? it felt like it was going to!) but I maayaaade it!!! Tra la la la la. Haha. I so rule.

It's Beginning To Look a Lot Like Christmas

It's one day before Christmas and this is just how Christmassy it's going to get. The newspapers carry a few articles about Christmas everyday, they've put up 2 huge inflatable Santas in front of Chandana Bros. and CMR mall, St. Pauls have put up a huge clothsy star bearing greetings behind NTR garu and the destitute have taken to selling bobble hats for a living. Really, I wonder if they truly understand what Christmas is all about, poor things, for them its just some commercial holiday out of which they try to make a living. There's an old beggar near my mother's office that dresses in red with a green scarf and wears a red hat and has fluffy white hair and a beard, just like Santa Claus you know. Funny, isn't it? It breaks my heart to see someone who bears resemblance to one of the jolliest, popular icons should be so wretched.
Santa kinda scared me when I was little. Scared, as in that I would be shy and wouldn't know what to say to him when I finally met him. On Christmas Eve, I'd push my wishlist into a sock and wait with anticipation and next morning, lo, a present!! Of course, I had begun to doubt his existence when I found a Foodworld price tag still suspiciously stuck to my bag of chocolates and the wrapping paper which Santa had wrapped my gift with had appeared in a corner of my room a few days later. That's when the news was broken to me. I never made wishlists again. Why did we ever grow up? (Gosh, this is making me cry)
Christmas in FIITJEE would only be a printout of Santa Claus with MERRY CHRISTMAS typed below it and stuck to the notice board and of course, a holiday on 25th (they don't want to be considered non-secular, do they?) Christmas in school? Now you're talking! Enter December and the entire mood changes. Practise for carol-singing competitions, plays and dances would begin in November itself as our Christmas programme would be put up on any day between 7th to 10th (it fell on my birthday once) right before our half yearlys. In kindergarten, we would be given biscuits and lollipops to eat. The lollipops sucked. (hee hee get it?) I'd always exchanged it for more biscuits but it's still a memory. But when the canteen reopened after being shut for 9 years (as "Canteen Sister" was ill), we frequented there for our goodies. Stood in line to get to the place where they sold Melts, samosas, Joker cones (I like them, OK?) and the yellow Tutus chips (yup, good old Tutus!) The school would be decorated with tinsel wreaths and thermocol greetings. A diorama of the baby in the manger would be put up in front of the marble statue of St. Mary in the garden. The little kids would also make their own models and a competition would be held to see who's is the best. Carols from practice would pleasantly float up to our classroom. I learned a lot of carols that way. Growing up in the lap of Christianity, I know more stories from the Bible than the Bhagwad Gita. The grottoes of our patron saint and our foundress would also be decorated. There was so much more to it, I remember but I can't put them down. Christmas time was so much fun in school, you really ought o be there to experience it. It's nothing like the commercialised version of Christmas you see outside. It's disgusting the way these great malls deck themselves up and put on great sales and go all "So who's Santa are you being this year?" I'm not against giving but wouldn't it be nicer if it was given to someone who really needed it? Christmas, although Santa is associated with it, is primarily, Christ and his sacrificing nature, something which I will not forget thanks to the teaching of my alma mater. Coupled with its principles and a miniature and plastic, but nevertheless, pine tree, Christmas comes to St. Ann's...
Christmas also meant HOLIDAYS while in school, like a proper vacation (something unheard of in FIITJEE) and of course, Christmas specials on Cartoon Network!!! How I'd wait for an entire year just for that one week of T.V. viewing. All week long they would show Christmas episodes of regular cartoons like Johnny Bravo, Scooby Doo etc. The good ones would be saved for Christmas day like Christmas comes to Jimmy Creek, one of my favourites where a greedy boy named Jimmy Creek writes Santa a long letter of things he wanted but Santa mistakenly (or perhaps purposely) delivers them to a town name Jimmy Creek and manages to inculcate the spirit of giving in him, Christmas comes to Pacland and many more and of course!!!!!!! The Grinch who stole Christmas!!! (You're an evil one, Mr. Grinch!) Yeah those were the times.....I doubt if they even show Christmas specials of regular cartoons now. Christmas has become so much more Scrooge like (bah humbug!). I would be truly pleased to meet the ghost of Christmas past, maybe it can show me all my other school memories of Christmas. The ghost of Christmas present? Not really, unless it brings me a Christmas present (hee hee) and the ghost of Christmas future? Maybe it will show me putting up a real live Christmas tree, helping the poor as I always wanted to (poor Santa look-alike, bless his soul!) and I hope my posterity would see the true spirit of Christmas as I really have.

Joy to the world!!
Merry Christmas everybody!!!

Of kutteys, kamineys and maas

Another list! This one i've been meaning to compile for long...And so I present to you......(drum roll please) Ta da!!!!!



Top Ten most cliched/well-known hindi film dialogues!


1) Kutteyy! Kaminey! Main tera khoon pee jaaonga!
(Mannn, that's gotta taste nasty)


2) Arey O Samba....Kitne aadmi the??
(Does it matter? They kicked your sorry ass anyway)


3)Tum? Yahan? Is waqt??
(What kind of a lame question is that for pete's sake??)


4)Main tumhe nahin chhodoonga!
(Pehle pakad toh lo:P)


5)Maaa! Maa mujhe chhod kar mat jaao maa!
(Dude i think a hospital may be of more help...)


6)Don ka intezaar gyaarah mulkon ki pulis ko hai lekin don ko pakadna mushkil hi nahin namumkin hai!
(This dialogue is soooo cool!:D Poor chap got caught though; now that's what you call a chop)


7)Aaj mere paas gaadi hai, bangla hai, naukar hai chaakar hai........tumhare paas kya hai?? Mere paas maa hai!
(It would have been interesting if the other guy had dad....)


8)Tum aisa nahin kar sakte!/Tumhari himmat kaise hui?
( Possibly the lamest dialogue ever)


9)Bade bade deshon mein aisi choti choti baatein hoti rehti hain....
(Awww, probably the cutest way to accept an apology!)


10)K-k-k-k-k-k-k Kiran!
(Poor shahrukh, People will be k-k-k-k-ing whenever he's mentioned for ever and ever...)


Ok that's it for today's Weird Chart Show!! Good night, my fans!! I'll bee baaackkkkkkkkkkkk!
Muhahahahahahaahaha!
(Yep i never tire of doing that....)

Decisions, Confusions.......Illusions?

Looking at the way things are going, I think it's about time that I started thinking of an alternate career for myself.......Hmmmm engineering aint the end of the world....right?? There are so many things i can do...

1) Become an actress!
And the award goes to.....
Me: Thank You Thank you! I love you all!! I wanna thank my fans, my parents, my doggie, my kitty, my llama .......
Yeahhh....I could live with that:D

2) Become a dairy farmer in switzerland....Yeaaahhhh! Ok so i don't like cows but big deal.. with all that milk maybe i could start a chocolate factory and in my free time i could go skiing, snowboarding, see the ddlj place, hog on swiss chocolates.....yum yum drool

3) How about a chef?? I can cook....really! I make-a goooooood pizza!(italian accent)

4)Singer? Aw come on, with technology today, even a monkey can become a singer. And if salman khan, sanjay dutt and aamir khan can sing then i sure as hell can!

5)Maybe i could just become a hippie. Peace, man.

6)Clooowwwwnnnn!!! I'm clumsy enough alright. (Wait, did i actually in actuality consider becoming a professional clown?)

7)Teacher?- AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!(point at myself nagraj style)

8) Magician! I will now make a bunny come out of this hat!
Audience- Ooooooooooohhhhh!!

9)Drummer- So what if i don't know how to play the drums yet? I'm gonna learn and then I shall do the ba ba boom very nicely!

10) Or maybe i could just lead a life of crime- Criminals always get to spout cool dialogues:( and get cool background music
Don ko pakadna mushkil hi nahi namumkin hai!(Muhahahahaha)
I'll make him an offer he can't refuse!


Oh dear...isn't looking too good is it??
I like the actress part though:D:D:P




P.S- Yes I like making lists!!


P.P.S- And yes I also like exclamation marks!!!!!!!!

Animals In A Human Zoo

Let's assume that FIITJEE is a zoo and we students are its inhabitants. How do we function? Just as any normal zoo, I suppose. We all have our own cages and stay their with our own species but we like to come out and mingle at times, that is until the game warden comes and ushers us back in. We hoot, scream, roar, cackle, jump from benches and hang from the ceiling in our spare time. Please don't feed us, we feed ourselves and obviously we are educated, do you take us for animals? But zoos are used to members of other species paying visits, we however are not.................
Our encounter with the other kind would mostly be limited to pigeons and dragonflies, which can be sighted only if you go to the terrace. Or sometimes, it would be the humongous doggie next door that likes to assert itself by looking over the wall and barking loudly....
Rachina : Dogs woof
Me : Dogs bark
Rachina :DOGS WOOF!!!!!!!!!
Me : DOGS BARK!!!!!!!!!
OK, it did sound more like a woof so then why did we learn it as dogs bark when we were taught animal sounds? The system, I tell you! What is it teaching kids these days? But a really close encounter came one fine day in May, in the middle of Physics class..
Vachan : Pssst.. There's a rat!
SQUEAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Me : That's not a rat, it's a mouse.
Apu : Does it make any difference????
Me : Sure it does! Mice are cuter. Can I name it Wendell?
It turned out that there were two and were desperately trying to get out of the room. They were following some kind of pattern, running along the edges and twice, one came near the board
Sir (to mouse) : If you would like to explain something please go ahead
Mouse looks at Sir and twitches its ears
Sir (to class) : What is this, a mouse or a tiger?
And then continue its relay race around the class
Rachina : Hmmm atleast they're smart enough to know that the corner is not in the middle of the room
Me : I always said mice were intelligent...
SQUEAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Apu : The rat just went past my leg!!!
Me : It's just your skirt!!! And it's not a rat, it's a mouse
Apu : NO I'm damn sure its the rat
Me : It's your skirt rey and its a mouse!
And more recently, one day in the corridor..
Me : So what were you telling me?
Rachina : I was saying.....
SQUEAL!!!!!!!!! and I saw something orange streak past with a horde of boys pursuing it
I thought I thaw a putty-tat.
And it streaked past me again with the hooting boys in its wake
I did! I did! I did thee a putty-tat!
It was said that the cat went barging into A01 and made all the Einstiens pull a Napoleon and then jumped into the podium in A02. Poor thing must have been really scared!!!I went to find out what happened to it when Shehzaad Roy's Salli started playing in my head and I heard him say, "Hey, I heard they killed it" Oh yeah? If there's anything that needs extermination here, its you. But I think they did otherwise and it better be that way, or I'm suing this place
More recently, in the middle of an uneventful Maths period.......
Anisha : SQUEAL!!!!!!!!! COCKROACH!!!!!!!!!
Me : It's tiny!
Anisha : It's still a cockroach!!!
Ankita : Please Please, get it away from me!! I hate cockroaches
and made me change places with her. Peace once again, till the boys from the other side passed us a present..
Ankita : It's not funny!! Get it away from me!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (WHACK) Where'd it go?
Akshay : Hey, it's on your bag
Me : Sigh! Get off it, you vermin
and the cockroach showing mice-like intelligence made its way towards the door
Harsha : Come back!!!!!!!!!! Don't go!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Akshay : Wait, I'll get it
Sir : What are you doing?
Akshay : Me, Sir? There's a cockroach, I was trying to throw it out. Shoo! Shoo!
Yeah...........It's a jungle in here