Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Cheers :)
"Please make it cheerful, not like your blog"
-instructions on how(not) to write a newsletter article.
This blog is hardly cheerful. Spacey,whiny, cynical, whiny, lost,whiny and random. Yes to all of that. Maybe I just dont do cheer.
Its been a week since college started. I want this sem to be awesome and fun. So obviously this far, its been morose and gloomy. You know what, this is just going to turn into a whine :| Dont bother reading since I'll just pull you into melancholy's purple depths with me.
Made a random reading list today of books that I will never get over. They're firmly lodged in my system.
1. One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez.
2.The Moor's last sigh by Salman Rushdie.
3.Harry Potter and the prisoner of Azkaban by JK Rowling
3.Life of Pi by Yann Martel
4.Vernon God Little by DBC Pierre
5.Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell
6.Adrian Mole and the Weapons of Mass Destruction by Sue Townsend
7.The Bone Collector by Jeffery Deaver
8.Diary by Chuck Palahniuk
9. Memeories of my melancholy whores by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
I know I'm forgetting loads here, but this stuff is magic. Get your hands on them and read.
2 years to the day, Niranjan :)
Oh Spidey, this is the poem:
"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely road,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep sea and music in its roar,
I love not man the less,
But nature more,
In these our interviews in which I steal,
From all I may be or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe and feel,
what I can never express yet cannot all conceal.
-Lord Byron
-instructions on how(not) to write a newsletter article.
This blog is hardly cheerful. Spacey,whiny, cynical, whiny, lost,whiny and random. Yes to all of that. Maybe I just dont do cheer.
Its been a week since college started. I want this sem to be awesome and fun. So obviously this far, its been morose and gloomy. You know what, this is just going to turn into a whine :| Dont bother reading since I'll just pull you into melancholy's purple depths with me.
Made a random reading list today of books that I will never get over. They're firmly lodged in my system.
1. One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez.
2.The Moor's last sigh by Salman Rushdie.
3.Harry Potter and the prisoner of Azkaban by JK Rowling
3.Life of Pi by Yann Martel
4.Vernon God Little by DBC Pierre
5.Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell
6.Adrian Mole and the Weapons of Mass Destruction by Sue Townsend
7.The Bone Collector by Jeffery Deaver
8.Diary by Chuck Palahniuk
9. Memeories of my melancholy whores by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
I know I'm forgetting loads here, but this stuff is magic. Get your hands on them and read.
2 years to the day, Niranjan :)
Oh Spidey, this is the poem:
"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely road,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep sea and music in its roar,
I love not man the less,
But nature more,
In these our interviews in which I steal,
From all I may be or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe and feel,
what I can never express yet cannot all conceal.
-Lord Byron
Friday, July 17, 2009
Can you dance like a Hippogriff?
Turns out, I can!
Its what i did on the road outside the GRE center stranger with auto drivers looking appalled and street urchins laughing.
But you know, sometimes, you just have to do that little jig :)
Today is the day that redeemed these hols in one fell swoop.
GRE is over. I can breathe and forget what exegesis means. 1560 people. I could die!
I saw HP 6!
Mind blowing graphics, smooth acting and a hotter Rupert Grint. I was a Puddle Of Aggie.
Sensory overload.
Cant type.
YAY!!!!!!
Its what i did on the road outside the GRE center stranger with auto drivers looking appalled and street urchins laughing.
But you know, sometimes, you just have to do that little jig :)
Today is the day that redeemed these hols in one fell swoop.
GRE is over. I can breathe and forget what exegesis means. 1560 people. I could die!
I saw HP 6!
Mind blowing graphics, smooth acting and a hotter Rupert Grint. I was a Puddle Of Aggie.
Sensory overload.
Cant type.
YAY!!!!!!
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Babe, I'm gonna leave you
Babe, baby, baby, I'm gonna leave you.
I said baby, you know I'm gonna leave you.
Ill leave you when the summertime,
Leave you when the summertime comes arollin
Leave you when the summer comes along.
-Led Zeppelin
Will and Wont :|
I hate imaginary conversations. HATE.
And GRE is tormenting me :|
I think this post should halt the comment wars.
All hail Take the Hickey, Suchi's new child after her old one, the ball Spiky was lost to orphan children.
Someday, Ill provide detailed explanations about all these terms and their relations to each other. Today is not that day.
We must all vent and whine sometime. I think our brains might implode otherwise.
I don't want brain juice pouring out of my ears.
What I do want is more Led Zep.
Over and out.
I said baby, you know I'm gonna leave you.
Ill leave you when the summertime,
Leave you when the summertime comes arollin
Leave you when the summer comes along.
-Led Zeppelin
Will and Wont :|
I hate imaginary conversations. HATE.
And GRE is tormenting me :|
I think this post should halt the comment wars.
All hail Take the Hickey, Suchi's new child after her old one, the ball Spiky was lost to orphan children.
Someday, Ill provide detailed explanations about all these terms and their relations to each other. Today is not that day.
We must all vent and whine sometime. I think our brains might implode otherwise.
I don't want brain juice pouring out of my ears.
What I do want is more Led Zep.
Over and out.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Sky Pie.
3 days till I scram :)
This blog is living upto its usual erratic and weird standards. Like, I blabbered about the rain and random songs, but I cant write about the major significant stuff that happened in this whole 2month long chunk of life. Missing the point. I've got it down to an art form.
Anyway, in strict order of importance:
1. Dee's home: This is the awesomest place to spend a Sunday. You step into its calm sheltered peace and unwind. I can feel bits of me actually melting from the sheer relief of warm sambar and a mother :)
2. Tada!!!!
When I first saw the mountain, this is what flitted through my brain : Big. So Big.
I mean I can't tell you exactly how high it was. All I can think of is words like ginormous, and turns out that isn't even a word.
Tada is a tiny village near the Tamil nadu- andhra border and its has an immensely trekkable mountain with waterfalls on top to make all that prancing and jumping slippery rocks worthwhile.
You follow a dry riverbed upstream and keep climbing up rocks. Trees, monkeys and wacky flowers provide the scenery and there were some pretty awesome lizards too. the breeze is sweet and cool. For details read Wordsworth.
The waterfalls on top were apparently good. I never swam out that far to verify. But this green pebbly pool was sweet :)
The best part was when we were sunning out on a huge boulder right on top. You look up and see this rectangular slice of sky, hemmed in by huge cliff faces and ferns. You know exactly how tiny and tired you are. But its okay, just for that shade of blue, that sound of running water, and the pretty ferns.
We for the record were : Mahita, Bharat, Srini, Spidey, Aman, Priya, Preeti and me. Tada rocked mostly because of them :D
These pics are from spidey's cam and one from my phone. I wasnt kidding about the green pool.
3. There was of course more: trips to Landmark, bus rides, deer spotting, Horlicks at 11 in the night, PG Wodehouse, walks in the rain and tiny objects that fly(Spidey, I owe you one ).
Chennai's over. I think I know what to do with the rest of my life and I'm officially in love with my prof for his awesomeness.
I just want home now. Bombay in the rains is surreal :)
This blog is living upto its usual erratic and weird standards. Like, I blabbered about the rain and random songs, but I cant write about the major significant stuff that happened in this whole 2month long chunk of life. Missing the point. I've got it down to an art form.
Anyway, in strict order of importance:
1. Dee's home: This is the awesomest place to spend a Sunday. You step into its calm sheltered peace and unwind. I can feel bits of me actually melting from the sheer relief of warm sambar and a mother :)
2. Tada!!!!
When I first saw the mountain, this is what flitted through my brain : Big. So Big.
I mean I can't tell you exactly how high it was. All I can think of is words like ginormous, and turns out that isn't even a word.
Tada is a tiny village near the Tamil nadu- andhra border and its has an immensely trekkable mountain with waterfalls on top to make all that prancing and jumping slippery rocks worthwhile.
You follow a dry riverbed upstream and keep climbing up rocks. Trees, monkeys and wacky flowers provide the scenery and there were some pretty awesome lizards too. the breeze is sweet and cool. For details read Wordsworth.
The waterfalls on top were apparently good. I never swam out that far to verify. But this green pebbly pool was sweet :)
The best part was when we were sunning out on a huge boulder right on top. You look up and see this rectangular slice of sky, hemmed in by huge cliff faces and ferns. You know exactly how tiny and tired you are. But its okay, just for that shade of blue, that sound of running water, and the pretty ferns.
We for the record were : Mahita, Bharat, Srini, Spidey, Aman, Priya, Preeti and me. Tada rocked mostly because of them :D
These pics are from spidey's cam and one from my phone. I wasnt kidding about the green pool.
3. There was of course more: trips to Landmark, bus rides, deer spotting, Horlicks at 11 in the night, PG Wodehouse, walks in the rain and tiny objects that fly(Spidey, I owe you one ).
Chennai's over. I think I know what to do with the rest of my life and I'm officially in love with my prof for his awesomeness.
I just want home now. Bombay in the rains is surreal :)
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