OH! WHAT THE HELL.....:((

Life has to be like coffee topped with dollops of cream and choc chips.fanfreakingtastic and makes for a buhuhhhhleeeeding good food for thought..i mean it.

STATE-OF-THE ART- DEFINTIONS

Multiple personality- a rare disorder in which an individual displays several functionally dissociated personalities, each of a complexity comparable to that of a normal individual. (defn copied and pasted) My take - It isn't rare.Definietly not a disorder..faaaar from abnormal and most of all, it's perfectly natural to be caught in a personality warp..simple- one side warps the other.A trifle misleading perhaps but nothing more.It's just a question of whether or not you're really onto what's going on inside that head of yours.Personalities dont spring into existence.They develop over time.Also, where are the grounds for multiple personality being a "condition" when all it is, is just a buncha nerves doing their thing? :D [pun not intended, SPELT OUT loud and clear] I mean, you don't have to be 100% Hithcock's-slash-Sidney Sheldon's character-like to display it. Sum and substance is that Einstein or Hitler..it's quite hard (make that impossible) to shake off influence(people's,circumstance's,life's et al).We only have a choice about the way we want it.Now that's some silver lining !!

AND AFTER SABBATICAL GOT OVER.......

:p After this most hectic sem of this course, I reflect on what I have learnt. This-All that happens is for a purpose.I am lazy, very!As deadlines approach, things will get done, but if I want perfection, they can't wait till the eleventh hour to be done.Discipline is a must!Depression arises from underperfomance (in my own eyes).Praying helps to organise my thoughts, so does light exercise.Justice happens!Life's always going to speed ahead...time will always be short....Nothing can be postponed for long enough- work, family, socialising, relaxation -all must be balanced in every day life ...irrespective of work schedule.Time management is the key and STOP CRIBBING!!out of whatever free time I get, spending a huge chunk in cribbing abt how I dnt get time or what went wrong in the classes is stupidity!Writing down deadlines and priorities helps...So that explains the new makeshift soft board (read a thermocol sheet pasted on the wall! :P) in my room!Yeah, and most importantly, I shouldn't study in my room unless it is cleaned. :PAnd when nothing seems to go right...just get up and go home! :)Wow! what a boring post this has turned out to be! :D Sorry guys, u had to survive this, but this is so that I wont forget all this later...like real life notes! Dayaaaa! I must shut up!

KHSAR BHAR KO KYU PYARR KIYA THA.

Here comes another of Mr. Harivansh Rai Bachchan's potery i like to penn it for times so now i finally got it.for some reason, I feel that I need to keep coming back to it every once in a while. He has this amazing ability to write very simple things which touch our hearts. And for some reasons, for me, things that are closest to my heart are oftentimes expressed so succinctly and brilliantly in the Hindi language. अर्द्ध रात्रि में सहसा उठकर, पलक संपुटों में मदिरा भर, तुमने क्यों मेरे चरणों में अपना तन-मन वार दिया था? क्षण भर को क्यों प्यार किया था? [Suddenly, in the middle of the night, your eyes brimming with intoxication, why did you give you heart and soul to me? Why did you love me for a moment?] ‘यह अधिकार कहाँ से लाया!’ और न कुछ मैं कहने पाया - मेरे अधरों पर निज अधरों का तुमने रख भार दिया था! क्षण भर को क्यों प्यार किया था? [All I could say was, "Who gave you this right?" Why did you love me for a moment, placing the weight of your lips on mine?] वह क्षण अमर हुआ जीवन में, आज राग जो उठता मन में - यह प्रतिध्वनि उसकी जो उर में तुमने भर उद्गार दिया था! क्षण भर को क्यों प्यार किया था? [That moment will live forever in my life. Even today, I feel that passion, a reflection of the bliss you filled my heart with? Why did you love me for that moment only?]

THIS FEBURARY.....

Though this suppose to be my first post of this month but some how i couldn't post it neways i am in good mood to write about alot of activity that took place during this month .. of feburary and some of the moment which really makes me to write and dedicate a whole post about it. some where i have 2 start so let me start from the very begning of the this month ..feburary 1st.. i was hospitilized ..yes cause i was suffering from a sever stomach ache and vomitting i tried my level best to get back to normal state but quite offten piont of time the pain was so dammn..severe i was week and my poor body surrender finelly i called immiedately MY ANGEL DARLING FRIEND "Buddy " To save me from the clutches of pain. He immideately took me to hospital latter on the docter detact and declare it a case of food poisioning.... Man i start eating out alot during the last few days. I also start escaping my dinner , breakfast and lunch as they don,t taste great you know how mess food is...yukk ..yukk...but still better 2 as compare 2 other hostel mess still i dont like the food much during my stay here i am only on rice diet nd forget the taste of chapati...neway i was not immune to eat out ... and so ..all that infection happned ..i cried i was feeling sooooooooo...week nd feeble ...only becase of "Buddy" nd "Ujju" ..i come back to life thank you ...Angel nd ujju... 4 being there with me during those tougf time ... And this all happened during the phase when every one is sooo busy in studyies as finial semester exams are stared from 5th..onwards and i on the other hand was in complete state of relexing...on hospital bed...not only this after i came back 4om hospital i was feeling very-week ..i can,t even step 4ward i have 2 take somebody's help to take me to the loo ...nd to climb those stairs which takes me towards my hostle room ...man i was feeling like a handicap person who can,t walk herself..nd depend on ppl...neway in between this time angel was passing through tougf time he was v- disturbed he can,t read he can,t write ...he tried his best ...2 mask his feeling but the more he does that to hide his emotions they just emit out with double speed.....nd radidate......on his face....2 see him this way even i was not feeling gr8t..b'couse i was the reason who put him in this situtation i feel guilty i feel bad on my-self i feel as if i commite any crime as if i put somebody in such a pain and all that is just because of me being the reason i curse myself soo many time i was blank...,i was dumb ..i donn know what 2 do then i want to solve this problem and more his pain especially soo we went to decide to go Rekha mam..place as i can only think of no other better individuall then her. During this time i can only talk to her to help us to overcome from this problem or if not complectly then atlest showed us the direction nd guide us what shall be the next step and how 2 handle all this... her motherly advice and concern can bring a difference 2 our's life with this hope we went to see her at her place like a mother who could only help and shower an unconditional love and immense affection to her children so is she a bland of (iit ) with that gr8 mumbaiya brain chipped with a good sense of humor nd intellegency i can discuess any thing about her on any subject matter and without any self interset she want to add a new dimenshion and give a new outlook to ppl 's life she wanted to see all her student happy and smiling .after a long nd heavy talk nd a lot of crying ..we came back satisfying ...i was still can,t walk thanx to angel again he makes me walk again ....he was there every time with me....neway things were not painfull 4om there onwards.. i guess 4r him also the same will be the case he also got his answer..if not then at least a peace 4 sure... next is the D- day means the exam finally started ...my exam was good and i feel happy..exam are still continue ..only one more too goo ..yesterday i went to M.G ROAD to get some Aagerbatti stick nd sandlewood ..from cuvary emporarium i went along with "Buddy"..we went to macdonald to have burger and coke..after that we did some big shopping i was also looking 4 a silk saree 4 my sisterin-law we went to center stage mall i don't like the stuff there finally found one woolen suite ..it was bright yellow in colour ..men i was so confused weather 2 buy it or not then finally that one suite is also not that much ..appealing so i drop the idea ... all i wasted is one nd a half hour..uuummmm.......sorry boss ..i can't select simply anything..which is not appealing too me..i meam that is how i am .and rest all gal's spicies are they took there own sweet time..;) After then that we went to our famous old resturent in the same palce i quite like the ambiance of that place..all they maintain is just like the coffee shop during the old britishers time i specially like the masala dosa and filter coffee every time whenever i go i eat and order the same.yupee.... humm..yummy my taste bud get activated after eating dosa nd coffee now again after satisfying my hunger i decided to go to chikpet for silk saree..man again i didn,t found any....buddy must be thing in his mind that OH- GOD why the hell gal's found so difficult to select a simple sreee... or a simple peice of clothes or any other thing 4om market why the hell they take soo much time too select a simple thing ..he must be thinking not to accompany with me ...again as comming 4 shoping is not an easy task specially when a girl is going on a shopping with .. you..neway after then that i was tired comming back again to my pavalion ..so called my hostle ..i took a long head shoer 4 1 hour....feel relexed nd light...nd then went 2 bed...in the middle og night recived a phone call when i picked up the call from the other side... one of my friend called nd asked a stupid question are you sleeping..i feel so angary nd say yes i was sleeping nd u really disturbed my sleep in the middle of the night ..now tell me wat's the matter? ..the voice said ..nope just feel like talking to you neway u sleep gudnite..i said fine gudnite 2 you aswell . and slept again wake-up late at 10'clok escape morning breakfast again...had only tea..neway few of my senour are going 2 see geeta who is hospitalized and got opperated for apandix i also joined them..after 4om there we went 2 reliance freash to purchase some fruits after comming back still feeling sleepy..just lazyed in my bed recived a call from indigo airline office came 2 know that my flights now is direct 4om both the side which was not earlier i was happy after then that called smita and aparna to fix my programme once i reached delhi on 18th afternoon ...we al were making plan..i,ll go directly this time from airport to smita's home i meeting her 1st time after she got married ...im too excited ..about my short holiday break i,ll be back on 26th in the evening called mom nd dad infromed about my flight time changes ...wish bhabi happy v- day yes ..thsi year v- day is also gone blak like the other year days nothing new ..life is still going on ..neway...end of the day feel like winding up here Buddy want's 2 read my blog....nd gave me his expert comment.. 2mmrow. one thing i notice about in his personality nd discover his hidden trait of putting his feelings nd emotions in words soo well ..he is sooo........ expersive .... far better then me or anyother writer that i come across so far.. i really enjoied reading his post .... i suggest him to write and express himself more as this is the best way to see and know yourself as a person nd it brings you more close to ourself as a person..and atleast for me bloggi g is a addition ...neway i have 2 prepare 4 the last SGC exam which is on 16th. on 16th evening iam goin to triputi..will be back on 17 th. evening ..ater then that i,ll be flying to delhi..yupee lot's of masti is waiting..for me....happy time is here comes..but as if off now gotta go and study 2mmrow rest write latter..... catch you latter and yeah happy v- day ppl though every day is a valantines day 4 me not any one particular day...but still i may not want to loose any oppurtinity to wish all my readers and blogfriend .. have a great time its 1:14 am ..the next day after writting this i,ll go to bed so that 2mmrow i can wake up early nd freash.... byee:)

AND AGAIN ...:((

There are two circle in life the RED and The BLUE.The blue circles are our lows and the red ones are highs. Disclaimer: These refer to states of the awake and conscious mind, only! :-)Hmm...When I am unhappy with the way my life( life, in today's lingo, means anything much less than your actual lifespan and is, actually, used as a vague term when we can't exactly pinpoint a particular aspect of our life!) is shaping up, I end up in a perpetually bad mood which in turn leads to a propagation of the dull phase! Now if this negative feedback is clear the red, periods of positive feedback can be similarly explained. The highs are generally a little short lasting and we tend to magnify our woes, hence the difference in size. Now comes the interesting part; how to escape from the vicious circle and reach the red circle?I figured out today that for this we require to just withdraw from the cycle and look at ourselves from a different reference frame. During one such pause to introspect, I realized that currently I am not able to work efficiently or be enthu and energetic and do a lot of extra-curriculars 'coz I am just too lethargic and lazy! I have arrived at the 'all important solution to all of mankind's miseries', as my mummy would call it, and that is A JOG and EXERCISES in the morning! Tomorrow onwards (at least for two days :-P) I am going to see if these help me to regain my agility and leap to the red circle.Now, settling down to write this post was also a part of this 'leap before you weep' strategy! ;-)It often happens that I have an entire post ready in my mind, but being a lazy bum that I am, I don't get down to posting it. Putting it in green and yellow seems to be therapeutic; I feel a fresh surge of adrenalin after publishing one.Everyone is special in their own way. And I am for my fart(for benefit of all non-IITians: fart=poor, here) jokes and I love rebuses. So here's the deal: I will post my terri(fic/ble) 'Joke of the day' and as an incentive for u guys to visit my blog again, I'll also post new rebuses as antidotes to preserve your sanity! I am so considerate!So, are you ready? Here goes today's FJ :-PThis sem we have a course in genetics and we are learning about the galactose regulon in that. There are genes that have names gal1, gal2 ...gal10 and so on. So now, what would gal10 mean in hindi and hindu mythology?Sahi Jawab: Ravan's left cheeks!! (for the really slow learners: gaal 10 is the clue) LOL! :D:-)))For those of you who have the guts to plod on:A simple rebus to begin with:

INTERESTING LINE

I love you,' I said 'what? why this now?' 'Beacuse, i love it when you stand up for something that you feel for. And that you do such a horrible job of acting like a CBI inspector. i love it when you want to order the cheapest dishes only because I`m paying for them. i love the khol in your eyes. i love it when your eyes light up when you have gossip for me. i love it that you say you don,t want dessert and then ask me to change mine so that you can have half. i love your stories about your mother. i love it that you believe in me and are patient with my career. Actually, you know what, sweetheart? ' i said, what? 'I may not be a heart surgeon -but the one little heart i have ,i have given it to you. I,....... laughed aloud and put my hands on his face ` sorry ', i said and shook his head, still laughing ..he said, sorry,` you were doing so well, but for the heart surgeon line. now that is seriously cheesy'. and i said - you know what ` They should put you in jail for killing romantic lines. :).Ummhaaaaaaaa

MOOD 2DAY..:)

Happy new year/ Happy pongal and makar sankaranthi .....sorry 4 my extreme delay ..during the time i thought many time to sit and jot down few words for my blog and take out little time but due to my gruelling schedule i couldn't do so.i just had my dinner and 2day i went 2 a near by temple to perform pooja .. after coming to Bangalore i noticed the tradition, culture ,value and belief of the people and notice the fact about south Indian women and tempted by the way they put flowers in there hairs. I also tried 2day some white mogra flower in my hairs and every one complemented me that i was looking like a typical south Indian woman..or "Lola kutty" right now i really loose track i don't know what should i write in my post well ok new year brings me a good chance to visit Tirupati on 9th January i along with some Senior batch mates went 2 Tirupati. It was gr8 fun...finally i have seen lord venkateswara in Tirumala ..what a wonder full experience it was for me ..when the pujari chant mantra ..i feel positive wives across me what a beautiful architecture south Indian Temple have.My journey was of overnight from Bangalore we reached guntoor a place 10 km far 4om Tirupati to have tickets for darshan man-o man i waited so long in the queue from 3 am to 5 for the tickets as the counter was going to open at 5 am only and there were people already waiting in long queue since from 2 o'clock there is a counter for devotee for registration. The devotees suppose to get finger print and photo check done on which there expected time and date of entry is mentioned it was a great system though to manage so many people newsy ...after all that finally we move 4ward in the temple where every individual were chanting and making out cosmic sound which connect a person to the deity Vishnu they were saying "yedu kondala vada Govinda" we had good Darshan finally.. ..i.also trim my hair in the name of God though i really don't know the real significance behind it as why people shave there hair over there in Tirupati..also seen hundi's and how people were sitting and counting money over there.The Temple is world's richest in terms of wealth offerings and gifts given by the devotees. people donated gold ornaments and other precious jewels as well the priest gave us to eat tram rind rice in prasadam and we bring laddu back 4 home which is again considered the main prasadam . enough about my trip i had a hectic schedule these days as we MBA people are bombard with Lot's of assignment..last night i was preparing my presentation on business plan till 5 o,clock in the morning which we had 2 present in the morning class at 9:30 . we sit for 8 hrs, continues in class 4 the presentation still 2 group are remaining one of which is my group and another one is Nidheev group which is again on Monday. since from the morning i was suffering 4om headache i have taken 2 tablets but it was not gone. i was not in good mood 2day. i am feeling stress and tired .Though Arun tried many times to figure out what's wrong with me.he accompany to the main building to get my courier which mom has send . it was very heavy good that Arun was with me because i can,t really lift that it was heavy and i was also carry my laptop newsy..ghar se mummy ne baught sara saman bhaja jase clothes, mere favourite jacket , laddues aam ka aachar , nibu ka aachar, khoob sara namkeen...yuppie mere tho mauj aa gayi. 2 mmrow again get ready 4 my classes early in the morni ng ..and same gruelling routine will be followed till ..long..:) rest later:)

My Thoughts

To be able to write, I always needed thoughts to be all clear and sorted out in my head. Despite the clarity, even to myself sometimes, my writing would tend to sound vague. More than the writing itself, its what I am trying to say that is always important to me.. Not flowery literary achievements, but getting those thoughts across as best as I can.There has been many a time when I would write out an entire post only to re-read and erase the entire thing, and it has been happening more frequently in the recent past. This blog was intended to be a potpourri. Did not have any literary ambitions, just a hotch potch of everyday things. Why? Search me. And maybe precisely due to the lack of that mindset - to Write for the sake of Writing also - I am now suffering a setback. Things I "just wanted to say" are not all that easy to put into words anymore. Strange as it may seem, I am a loner, by definition. You would not realise that all too soon about me, but then again, no one's ever tried to define me either. I love my solitude, I treasure it. There used to be a time when those hours I spent with my thoughts did me oodles of good. It made me more confident about who I was. Made me happy. And I would write about those things that used to strike me.. random thoughts that were precious because it was my way of looking at the world around me. But now, (for reasons I cannot fathom) solitude is not doing me much good. On the contrary, sometimes, I distinctly feel, that maybe I spend too much time inside this head of mine, and it is muddling me. Making me indecisive and confused about what I am thinking. I am unable to write anymore..I'm sipping coffee and munching "LAY'S" bloody i am working on five assignments which i have to submitted on ,2nd.January and the next on finance on 16th... I'm working ..for all. Though at this time i really feel like running away from this place ..my( M.O.P) faculty done his M.B.A from Wharton B-school ND his PhD. from Stanford...he is a big time..ASS.... i hate him. He spoiled all the new year plan..bhoo.. hoo ho... :((...newsy the buzz is that despite all this hectic.. schedule i take out time 2day to watch" Tare Zameen Par" ....wow..what a Gud movie ...Amair is a genies..as an ACTOR as well as A PRODUCER...ND that child artist done a superb... job...i love the movie ...it was gr8..i in fact.. shed few tears..all so..right now I'm attainding A run's call he's asking me about the post..curious mind...i told him to go ND read himself. I'm taking his help in asking few spellings ..he..he..he. He is one such a sweet- heart who ready too help 24 *7 hrs, nice fellow "GOD BLESS HIM" newsy i had an assignment to wind-up..so lemme go again ND start working. Rest I Write Latter. Bye:)

MERRY- XMASS

कोई दीवाना कहता है कोई पागल समझता है कोइ दीवाना कहता है कोइ पागल समझता है मगर धरती की बेचैनी को बस बादल समझता है तू मुझसे दूर कैसी है मैं तुझसे दूर कैसा हूँ यह तेरा दील समझता है यह मेरा दील समझता है मुहब्बत एक एहसासों की पावन सी कहानी है कभी कबीरा दीवाना था कभी मीरा दीवानी है यहाँ सब लोग कहते हैं मेरी आंखों में आँसू हैं जो तू समझे तो मोती हैं नही समझे तो पानी हैं