There are somethings money can't buy, for everything else there's MasterCard

There are so many things in the world which are invaluable to you.
Sometimes Most of the time, you just don't notice.
Like, you never knew how MUCH you loved the sound and the smell of the sea till it was taken away from you.
Like memories of those special moments in your life which you want to remember to tell your great grandchildren.
Like the moments you create doing some things, with some people, some times.
Like public transport in Mumbai.
Like Mamma's food.
Like finishing a book but wishing there were more pages.
Like fighting with your sibling.
Like shopping like a maniac and then complaining about how things don't fit in your wardrobe.
Like being able to call some place Home.
Like Hindi and English (and not Tamil and Kannada) music on the radio.
Like the COOOOOOL invention which is the mosquito-killer raquet.
Like tasty Lip Gloss.
Like Air Conditioners.
Like Birthdays.
Like buying something from your own savings/earnings.
  
DISCLAIMER:
A lot of things on my list can be bought. I was just pointing out their awesome-ness.

FYI:
Eunuchs in Bombay now expect Rs. 50 notes in alms.
When i gave one a Rs. 10 note- he/she made a face and said "isme kya aayega. Hmmph"
Jeez!

No Law School, Baby!

INGREDIENTS FOR AN AWESOME HOLIDAY:

Home
Good Food
Good Books
Movies
Internet
Friends
bombay
Something to Show Off
Something New to Try Out

Seriously.
A good holiday needs nothing but home. And the guaranteed fact that there is no Law School factor to haunt you.
I mean, can you imagine sleeping (read:sprawling) on the bed you've grown up sleeping in. The same bed where  you know the exact spots which are super comfortable and those which just give you bad dreams? Ahh! The mother getting you breakfast and the crisp newspaper in bed.
who needs strawberries and champagne?

That, along with whatever you want to eat a phone call/room away ;)

Reading... till the words are spinning images in your mind. You aren't interpreting them in your mind anymore. feeling what the character is feeling, seeing what the writer wants to show you. Just getting lost in the world created by that book in your hands.
  
Fake DVDs. The worst and best thing that ever happened. The worst for obvious reasons and the best because you know how to catch up on the movies you just missed from the cinema halls. Those which you can't wait to watch and so won't wait till the original comes out so you can pay three times a cinema hall ticket's worth for it.<3 Popcorn and Pepsi Combos <3
that with your local cinema hall. The one where your maternal uncle can get you the best seats in just by making call. They really still make those.

Accessing the internet and using StumbleUpon. Randomly browsing blogs. Doing NOTHING productive. That's the real reason they made the internet. Thank You Gods of the Internet.

Meeting all your friends and seeing the familiar faces in your local hang out. Marvelling how the waiter has now become the restaurant manager. Checking out and disapproving of the new young ones who've started coming and sitting on YOUR table. :)

This, in the perfect setting of Bombay. With the Beach and the Bombabes :) the cutting chaiwala and the women drivers rolling their windows down and abusing the shit out of men picking on them. The rickshaws and the taxis you pay by T card. The Street food and the fancy restaurants. The heat and the Mumbai Local. C'est Parfait.

Learning to Drive (and screwing up in the process). Showing off how cool living away from home is and pretending to be more awesome and successful than the rest of them at home, knowing all along that you'd switch with them any minute if they'd ask you. Always having something to talk about and someone to talk to.

And finally
Mangoes are here!!!!


There is nothing else i need. Yes, i will go back to law school visibly fatter. But its not lard ;) Its happiness i'm full of :P [that is NOT denial]

Real Blonde Moments. Everyone has them.

I understand intellectualism and meaningful conversation and high IQs and I have a whole lot of those people around me a lot of time but really, don't you think you have more fun when you're actually NOT that smart?

 

Some moments in my life give the "blondes have more fun" cliché so much more weight.

  

I mean, wouldn't you really for one moment in your life at least, want to forget the difference between communism and communalism?

or for that matter,

not get a really smart joke someone made and have it explained to you?

or 

look for the pencil which is tucked behind your ear?

or 

want to say "I" when someone asks you the capital of India?

 

Life would be so much simpler then.

Minimum information. Minimum Expectation. Maximum Fun.

The Joys of Nothing

You know how sometimes you want to do just absolutely nothing.
Nothing to the extent that you can notice the silence (or the noise) or the temperature or the fact that your stomach hasn't growled in hours?
The wonderful feeling of having done NOTHING productive in the last 72 hours?
Its a for of art in itself. Aesthetic (or not) pleasure.
i mean this is what i did today-

• Slept
• Slept some more
• Cooked
• Ate
• Snacked ;)
• Watched Grey's Anatomy
• Bathed for Ever
• Slept

The Joys of Nothing.

I mean, don't get me wrong.
I'm not saying that its a great thing if it goes on for too long, because then the silence will just eat you up and you'll think about all the bad things in the world and then your life will be unconstructive and you'll realise it and you'll curse yourself for it and it goes on.
But sometimes, when you've had a really fast (i hate the word hectic for some reason and therefore I'm not using it) few months and your brain has constantly been at work and then Bam! You get a break and a chance to do nothing, just get fat. It feels just Great!

Even if theres (sickly!) snow around and a grumpy sibling and a stupid old plastic country, if you're doing nothing, sometimes its just plain awesome. [As long as you're not worrying about not fitting into the new set(s) of clothes you just bought]

Curiosity is Overrated.

Does everything happening around you need to be explained?

does everything you do have to have a purpose?

does every question need to have an answer?

i make this argument several times that sometimes ou have to let things be.

like the sky.

its blue and its pretty in the daytime. no one REALLY needs to know about the dispersion of light principle or anything.

you stand on the ground and you stay there without elevating or anything. that's a fact- a universal truth- why must we learn about gravity?

not only does this curiosity (which is highly overrated,btw) impose stupid science class on you, when it gets involved with emotions in general, it leaves you flabbergasted.

Then you look for answers to questions like why the woman whose husband beats her up still loves him?

like why the boyfriend wants to make up with his girlfriend after she called him a man whore?

like what in the bloody world is love?

And these questions don't have answers. and thats the answer to your problems.

take it as it is. everything doesn't have an answer.

Life can be so much simpler if you just let it be that simple. No questions-no answers-no complications.

THIS BLOG IS TEMPORARILY OUT OF SERVICE.

i thought maybe i'll come to law school and continue blogging. i used to wonder what i'd do all day in Nagarbhavi. i got myself loads of movies to watch and felt really bad that i wouldn't be able to watch TV. little did i know that law school not only sucks the happiness out of you but also snatches away the little traces of a life left in you.

so, i apologise but i shall have to be back later when i actually have something to talk about apart from projects, assignments and exams which seems to be all i do these days.

allow me to sign off for a long time with a thought-

LAW SCHOOLS SHOULD COME WITH A STATUTORY WARNING.

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. :)