novembre 2011
2 billets
AN ANT LESSON
One of the many annoying household pests is undoubtedly the ant. Day in and day out they slave away, looking out for food and generally just spoiling just about everything their tiny little legs decide to walk upon. One would think that after years of being stomped on by little boys, or being poisoned by harassed housewives these little creatures would pack their bags and call it...
Feelings
There is a lot of difference between what I feel and what I say
And sometimes my love, its hard to read between the lines
But what the head will not allow the heart to say
I will try to express through these lines
Sometimes behind this stubborn exterior hides a fragile heart
Too scared to be broken, it prefers to stay in the dark
Too much is never enough, Too less n it shrivels up...
septembre 2011
1 billet
Pensées
We should really start giving people the benefit of the doubt. The teenage ‘slut’ isn’t necessarily a slut anymore. And who was it who judged her in the first place? Why do people judge ppl on titbits they’ve been told about beforehand. Why don’t ppl figure out ppl for them selves. I’ve never been able to say of anyone that ‘this is just not her’ .. Coz u...
mai 2011
1 billet
“I don’t want people to be able to define who I am and assign me to...”
avril 2011
6 billets
http://www.rfi.fr/ameriques/20110420-wikileaks-le-s... →
No place like home.
It’s the funny thing with staying in one place for a loong time, you tend to get bored of it. Boredom leads to crankiness and eventually anger. The out comes the magnifying glass and every nitty gritty detail of the city is subjected to close scrutiny and scorn. The other funny thing is once you move away from that city you learn to appreciate it. Everything in the new city is placed in...
Happy birthday-not !
I’ve never understood the concept of giving treats to all one’s friends one one’s birthday. Understandably food is definitely up most on ones mind when you live in a hostel so one (yes me included) always looks forward to an upcoming birthday. But imagine the torture the poor soul whose birthday it is has to undergo. Instead of celebrating being born into this big, wonderful n...
“‘Let every moment you spend be educative’”
mars 2011
6 billets
The curse of the laptop (2)
Sitting in class one morning, I sat doodling cartoons on the table. Something seemed to be working for me that day because my calving and Hobbes actually started looking like Calvin and Hobbes. Calvin looked his adorable self and Hobbes was shaping up nicely wen a sudden sharp dig in the ribs by my partner brings me back to class. The teacher was giving me funny looks so i pretend to be listening...
The curse of the laptop.
We’ve been three roommates for the past three years : Annie, Monster and me. And it all started with Monster getting a Macbook wen her sister came down for a visit.That was our introduction to the laptop. The entire year we waited for her to leave her laptop aside for two minutes and we’d pounce at a chance to facebook or surf the internet at any chance we’d get. The...
“I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is: I only...”
– Rebecca West, The Clarion, 11/14/13
Hyderabad - Biryani city ?
When I first came to hyderabad, a wide eyed teenager three years back I was told to try without fail the biryani here. You’re going to hyredabad you must try the biryani there said many people. So I arrived, most of my belongings in hand, at the city of biryani, officially to study but with a mission to taste all the biryani I could.
Three years down the line I’m still in...
Dutch Courage
I’m a shy person by nature. I don’t mingle well with people unless its in a safe repeated situation with people who are extra friendly. I’m not dumb or retarded i do possess a good knowledge of things happening world around and i do know interesting tidbits that could make up an interesting conversation, but when put in a spot i cannot do anything but smile awkwardly. ...
novembre 2010
1 billet
First rambling ..
You ever stumbled apon an old diary or old friend or something or the other old that you now look back on and think ‘what was i thinking?’ .. well thats kinda how i feel looking back at my first blog little sad and worn at the edges but im proud that it still stands unabashed though alone. Hopefully some awesome stuff shall follow when i end my numberless years of fruitless seaching...
octobre 2010
1 billet
My first blog ..
Here i am ! Finally, my first blog :) it feels wierd entering unfamiliar territory prodded on by an internet ‘savant’ who has too much faith in you. But i’ve come .. so forgive my wierd ramblings as i stumble along a bit, trying to figure out the highways and byways of tumblr. com, cluless and mapless and it helps that i dont have an innate sense of direction that most...