Baarish ka hai Muasam, kar lo maza hamaare sang (ew, i know.)

So, it raining like *&^k in Bangalore.

I mean, Mumbai feels the heat and is thirsting for rain, but its pouring in bangalore.

So global warming is not a lie after all. i always wanted to believe it was just a lie you told school kids to teach them to switch off the lights so your electricity bills aren't out of the world.

hmmmmph...

Well, this post is only about my love for the rain. especially my love for singing in the rain. I mean, i never understood why i love the rains so much. Its quite an illogical phenomenon. droplets of freezing cold water falling from the sky, the resultant animal life(i mean the yucky snails and the mosquitoes breeding in the puddles) , the clothes which just don't dry (and that really sucks when you live in a hostel). But i still love it. i love the umbrellas. Pretty objects i tell you. But most of all i love getting drenched in the rain and shivering in the cold which creeps up your body through your wet, freezing feet.

and i love singing dirty rain songs. Have you evert noticed how the worst of songs seem just so fabulous when you sing them in the rain? now i'm not your aadarsh bharatiya naari. i'm quite lecherous for a girl :) whistling at random men and singing dirty songs is a favourite pass time of mine but some of these songs are actually fun to sing. trust me on that.

like for example-

a) chori chori chhora chhori chhat pe milenge

aur khelenge prem game

chhod ke saari baatein sab

romance rahega main

on the roof, in the rain

on the roof, in the rain.

I mean its no 'kabhi kabhi mere dil mein' lyrics wise.

but its CRAZY fun singing it.

Also,

b)rain is falling chhama chham chham

ladki ne aankh maari

gir gaye hum

rain is falling chhama chham chham

this one is really a classic. who would come up with the line chhama chham chham. just brrilliant.

c)tip tip barsa paani

paani ne aag lagayi.

aag lagi dil mein

toh dil ko teri yaad aayi...

this one is my absolute favourite in ghaati baarish songs. i sang it since i was little. soecially when i was having a hot water shower after getting wet in the rain.

now that i have told you the fun, lecherous ones, there are some really nice ones as well

i think the sweetest one is the one from 1942, A love story

d) Rimjhim Rimjhim

Rumjhum rumjhum

bheegi bheegi rut mein

tum hum hum tum

chalte hai....

I mean put me and my lover boy in a rainwala scene (not going to happen considering he hates the rain), play the song in the background and watch me fall in love all over again.

its great. it really is.

I'll go now, work on my projects for a change.

But you download these songs and listen to them when its raining. then you'll get my point. :)

The various species of women

You know what they say about women, can't live with them, can't kill them. (...or was that men?)

The incomprehensible specie.

The confused specie.

The unreasonable, the irrational one.

Each one is different, but they are still al the same.

This post i thought of when i was looking around, studying the various people around me at Law School.

The sociological genius inside of me awoke and i realised that law school has every sort of woman there could be.

Now, we are generalizing here.. but i'm sure you want to know what i'm talking about.

The various kind os women in law school-

The Hottie

Now we have these everywhere. Male attention follows them like a shadow and they love this attention. They are sexy, they are smoldering. And they take your mind to places which shouldn't be mentioned on a public forum.

Sometimes mistaken for The Boyfriend Stealer.

The Girl Next Door

This one's the adorable one. The one who leaves food on your table when she knows you cried yourself hungry to sleep last night. She comes and flashes a smile everyday. You don't know what you're missing till she isn't around one day. And boy, are you glad to have her back?

The Housewife

This is the one with the cleanest room, stocked food shelf and fresh laundered clothing all the time. She does the household shopping and beautifies the room. She wakes you up in the morning with a big smile too.

The Slimy One

This one can't say nice things about other girls. She must downplay them. She must assert only her own awesomeness. She takes stories from one place to another. She'd do anything to get where she wants to be. Not pleasant. Not pleasant at all.

The Flirt

This one's all over the men and does she have the lines or does she have the lines?

She knows what to say and how tro flatter. She's generally cute and if not, at least has quite the attractive personality.

The Insecure One

This one's the cry baby and wants everyone to like her all the time. The insecurity is pissing off so she is generally not that well liked and she cries about it and pisses you off some more.

The Man

I don't think this needs to be defined. i'm sure we're clear here.

The Tomboy

She's hot in her own way. Plays basketball with the boys and prefers shorts and loose tees to any other attire. The boys count her as one among them but always prod her to be a little bit feminine. She is generally the best friend.

The Aadarsh Bharatiya Naari

This one is always in culture shock. She'd rather be married off than see these couples canoodling around the place.

The Boyfriend Stealer

She watches out for the weak moments. She picks out the easy baits. She must steal another woman's man. There's a thrill to it.

The Shy Little One

She's the one with the sweetest smile. She won't talk much but she's just so easy to like.

The Gold Digger

She's out to get the big fish. And she really knows how to do it. Tears and Kisses later. She found hers. Now she just won't leave his side.

The Blonde

The braindead, gorgeous one with everything pink. The boobs cover up for the brains. These have the most fun apparently.

The Wannabe Blonde

This one's not blonde but she really really really wants the world to think she is. Because she wants the male attention. And blondes just have more fun.

The Power Woman

This one's the leader of the pack. The feminist. The one you look up to and the one who gives you notes. She always tops. She has to. Because ambition is what truly defines her.

We did miss out one though because i haven't seen one of these around yet-

The One who Shrieks

She shouts when she's happy, she is shrill when she talks, she's daddy's little princess. She screams when she sees insects. Hostel ites don't do that. But big cities have these all over the place.

Law School, not funny. But still...

Life or the lack thereof in law school gets funny sometimes you know.

Like the guy who fell face down on the slippery walk to the library and had two pretty senior girls laugh in his face.

Like the guy whose girlfriend intimidates him.

Like the guy who snored loudly in a guest lecture today by a professor from Yale.

Like the teacher who has endowment issues. (read:needs to check out how well endowed his students are irrespective of their gender)

Like the prince who wears paragon chappals.

Like crushing a snail and thinking it was a scorpion.

Like getting noticeably fatter because you just came back after a fortnight from home.

Like the girls who just refuse to be girly and have boys telling them to walk right and talk right.

Like reaching the library early enough but finding the relevant shelf ransacked because of the phenomenally geeky people in the batch.

Like nicknames becoming the identity of a person to the extent that people who have known them for years forget their names.

Like concocting stories about teachers' lives because of the serious dearth of entertainment.

Like still writing your blog after writing the million papers due just because you miss your readers.

until next time.

Kisses * :D