'Who do you think you are?'

I'm always complaining about how I don't post often enough. And it makes me feel like a jerk. Cos if I'd really wanted to, I would've posted. But I wonder why that is not the case.

So anywayzz I'd gone down south to Visakhapatnam for a typical south-Indian style shaadi, which have now very conveniently absorbed ceremonies like sangeet and mehndi. Either way, it was fun. And boring. The girl was 20 and the dude was 24. And because I was the oldest girl after her, I got 'treated' to a lot of 'teri shaadi mein' comments. Like, a lot of them. And because my sister's only twenty, it made them all the more real. And I couldn't help but think of marriage. Needless to say, I did not like what I thought. I think it's a terrifying idea to live with some random person. A man, at that. And the fact that you're supposed to share your life(!), as opposed to a room or a bathroom or whatever. I have no idea how people do it.

I also went paragliding, and discovered it was rather overhyped. Well, yeah I was in the sky and just hanging around under a boomerang shaped glider, still, no thrill. Not much, anyway.

We're in a really chill phase at college; not much to do except project presentations, which are for us Law students, a very simple matter of bagchodi. Meanwhile, India has won 2 of three Tests against West Indies, and drew the third one today, very stupidly, on the last ball, because of the ingenuity *rolls eyes* of Ashwin. And Nadal lost to both Federer and Tsonga. Very bad time. Sports wise.

Also, listen to Priscilla Ahn, she's very pretty and has a great voice. Also Sheldon (TBBT?) is becoming more and more normal, and I hate that. Make him un-normal, please. And make him date Penny? 

'I shot for the sky, but I'm stuck on the ground'

So I know it's been so loo-ong since I last wrote. Soz. Let me begin by saying that I HATE the new Blogger layout, it's probably why I haven't even tried to write here. The second reason being my super-awesome *rolls eyes* wi-fi at hostel. Needless to say, I'm home now, for the Dussehra break. College was excruciating the first month - three projects, the internal moot selection and first term exams. Now it's a 'lean period', so as to speak. But I've noticed I look forward to coming home on weekends, something I didn't do earlier. Even my friends have noticed.

So something really funky happened yesterday. You may not agree with the term 'funky' when you know what happened, but let's not digress. I was hanging out with my wingmates last night, a group of five girls when the topic suddenly changed to guess what - me. So my roommate said something about me that the others didn't know about, and then they were all like, so how come we didn't know that types. And then my roommate said that I never revealed stuff about me to people. That even during the most elaborate conversations what I say is regular random stuff while people are actually talking more real stuff. That I talk trivialties and make people think I'm being friendly and also give them the feeling that I'm close to them.

I have to admit I was more than shocked to hear that. It was said in a jocular way, but I couldn't help feeling like I was some sort of a scheming, manipulative person who learnt about people without letting them in on anything. That got me thinking, and well, for the most part, it's true. I don't let people in on stuff. I don't tell them my feelings about the most significant things. My conversation thrives on humour and random comments. I have issues with expressing affection. I know that. But I never quite put it the way she did last night. Also, I don't think I'm vamp-ish and manipulative. But then that part is kinda subjective.

I hope that's not how people think of me.

But let's stop with the emo crap now. Have to go eat donuts!

P.S. The title is a song I love, and have been listening to non-stop since yesterday. No connection to the post.

Status Update

Holidays - good (since I returned day before)
Mood - bored
Internship - lawyer not picking up my calls
Hate - the new Blogger layout. Pathetic
Listening to - Alligator Sky (Owl City)
Watching - Vampire Diaries S1E1. Need to know what the fuss was about.
Reading - Wise & Otherwise by Sudha Murty
Thinking - #People who like summers are blessed with no grey matter

Feeling ... Sunny?

Its the third last week of my last holidays before college!

And I'm quite glad. I shall be a student of National Law University, Delhi from the 2nd of August. Sounds good. Really good.

This is probably the time I should feel overwhelmed about how my childhood is over, and I'm stepping into the emphatically-called 'big bad world'. This is when I get to know how bad it really is. ..
Point is, I'm not really feeling anything; not overwhelmed, not overly excited, not .. nothing extraordinary. I generally don't get too happy about stuff, but I expected this time to be different. I mean, I felt so bad about not making it to NLSIU, so why am I not feeling good about making it to the next best?

Nevertheless, a chillaxed life with no work doesn't suit me: and this is the one thing I've learnt this summer. I lose my marbles, laugh at the most inane things, become anti-social at times, and act like a patient of manic depressive disorder. Its not even funny.

I went to shop for buckets and mugs for hostel today. Lol. As silly as it may sound, its quite essential na.

One thing I am happy about is that a lot of my friends will remain in Delhi. I guess that's something to be thankful about.

Anyway, more news later.
:)

oncoming nostalgia

Hey there again
At this point of my life, I'm really nowhere. Its a period of seemingly un-ending waiting. waiting for the board results, waiting for the entrances to start, and also waiting for my mom to go out somewhere, so that I can watch tv a little more guiltlessly. preparation, is as usual heading nowhere; although I'm really pleased with myself today for going through half a book. But talking to strangely more serious people threatened to burst my bubble; but only just :)

Yesterday, I cleaned out my secondary cupboard. I had been postponing it, but got down to it at 2 in the morning (yes, I'm nearly nocturnal). Anyway, so I found these amazing things, which I of course knew existed, but had never really Really noticed! I'm sure that sounded strange, but then, risking a cliche, facts are stranger than fiction, right. I found old sequined very pretty clutches, a birthday gift I had never seen after after that day, and my old uniform. I also found my Kuchipudi ghungroos (bells); which I used to do when I was a child. They're like Kathak ghungroos (different from my present Bharatnatyam ones), two long thick strings of two rows of bells. I put them on immediately, and was reminded strongly of the hall where I learnt, my teacher who I've not seen since over 6 years, and the general delights of being young and free from responsibility. My life now presents such a contrast to my life then! But then, I must not sound like I have regrets; because most certainly I do not. However, I was forced to take them off too early for my liking, because well, simply because my neighbours wouldn't take it too well to be woken up by funny sounds from the house above.

Oh also, I'm so hopelessly in love with Taylor Swift's 'Breathe'; I cannot not sing it all the time. Underlined by Colbie Caillat's deeper vocals, it is so liltingly captivating! I also read Pride and Prejudice again. It seems so fresh and new even if you remember every line. I am such a fan of Jane Austen! (Although that may seem very out of character for me, because I mostly read thrillers)

And I've totally reached my saturation point with IPL; I kid not, I cannot stand another match. And my favourites - the Delhi Daredevils have lost the last three consecutively, making this condition only worse.

Till next time, chill out and keep it stylish!

P.S Sorry for that last part, I wanted to, just once, say that. :P