I now know...

So, we had gone to Goa last weekend. We were thinking bright, sunny, dry Goa (I can be ridiculously optimistic at times) and we got wet,drippy,rainy Goa. Which proves the point that you cannot go to Goa and Not have fun :-)

• Beaches are not something you can ever get used to. It will charm you every single time. And make you yearn for more.

• Long walk on the beach- Good idea.

• Going without telling anybody and freaking them out- Not so good idea :|

• Goa or not, in the sea or not, there’ll always be pervert bus stop-ish guys trying to grab you whenever they can.

• Accidentally saying something you should never ever tell anybody and then apologizing many times later might not work.
  

• Bike ride in the rain is f.u.n :-)

• Salted Lime Soda saves tired exhausted souls.

• Goan churches make you wish you were Christian.

• Trying to catch some sleep on a tempo traveler is very very difficult. Sitting right behind the driver who is merrily singing along to his precious collection of saddest-lamest-romantic-songs-of-90s does.not.help.
  

P.S: I was hoping we'd run into Rockus and was pestering crazy-boy-twism like crazy to see to it that we do, too bad he never got around to reaching there in the first place :D

P.P.S: The Dil Chahta Hai pic is a cliche, I know. I just don't care.

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Stories of the Songs

For those who planted the memories..

Kannaam Thumpi--- Who else but her :-) Story of sisters. Story of my life.

Asalaayi,onnu randu and many more annoying songs--- Of them, my friends, If they weren’t obsessed with irritating me the songs I’dve gladly missed, but now I happily remember.

Fix You--- My-music- library-friend. The weirdo, of the fun types :D

Annie’s song--- Of him, who taught me what songs are for.

Aayiram Kannumai--- Of all the times like these when I’ve wanted to write down things. The extreme times.

Schnappi--- Of Roshna. Although I wonder if she remembers.

Chandanamanivaathil--- Of the girl who knows Malayalam songs in and out.

And finally,

Ambalanadayil--- My darling Amma. For this is the only song (tune?) she has ever sung :-)

Better get started

There might or might not be a university lab exam tomorrow and me being the optimist I’m the text/Photostat has been put away the minute I heard ‘hartal’.

Also, I’m moving to Bombay next week. It seems like a crime to call it Mumbai when it has such a beautiful name.

With 50 odd movies left to see, tons of songs a friend gave me (give me a year and I will finish it :D) , calling up people to say bye, a course viva and lab exam to wade through, packing which like always I’ll end up doing the day before, trying to make Amma get all emotional and tell me how much she’s going to miss me ..surprisingly she’s become tougher, trying to get my sister to send me all her pretty skirts without making her give me her all-so-famous don't-lose-Perspective speech (just kidding, enne kollalle), closing some not-so-pretty chapters, promising to keep the good one going… the to-do list goes on and on…

Square One

These days (past year?) my blogging has hit an all time low. When I first started blogging, all I knew was I wanted to be out there, writing. It was my own thing.

But then as you move forward, you begin to introspect. I decided I don’t want to write stuff too personal (I should’ve thought this before I poured out my soul and eccentricities here :-|) ,that I don’t want to come across as some normal girl with the same normal thoughts. I wanted to write the cool edgy stuff, coming across as cold(there’s something sexy about not giving a fuck) and…ungirly?

Well..now I’ve realised that I can write only about stuff I know. And quite frankly (and narcissistically) the only thing I’m that sure about is my own thoughts and decided not to fight it.

In short, I’m back where I started.

Can Men and Women be “just friends”??

Of Course Not!!

21st century or not, isn’t it obvious that the only fun men and women can have together is the physical type only?

Like yesterday I saw this guy and girl going on a bike together :O Oh how dare they, how dare they save money and fuel by going on a bike together. I mean don’t they know you’re not even supposed to look a guy in the eye unless it is your pati parameshwar, let alone sit that close? On top of that they were flirting throughout…Don't temme you dunno that men and women do not talk, they only flirt. Period.

I know a gang of friends, which includes men and women, who pretend they’re “just friends”. But its so obvious that they secretly lust for each other. I know that because when they’re all together they actually have a good time. They laugh, they crack jokes and they hang out. Obviously there’s something other than friendship going on because friendship is definitely not about having fun, getting along well and understanding each other. Its all about going around blogs and dropping comments so thought provoking I’m sure his IQ and shoe size are the same.

I got this one correct. Right guys?

Adieu to the friendly neighbourhood dog..

She came into our lives as a puppy, very much in need of help.

As the Corporation people took her away today, the colony lost their beloved pet of 4 years.

Few little known facts about her :-

• she had the weirdest most ridiculous name any animal could ever have- 'Sukesini' (coined by some real creative kids in our colony :D)
• must've been hot in bed. I remember her boyfriend of one mating season, who disappeared after that ,coming back all the way from god-knows-where in the next mating season.
• laziest thing ever. Made me wish I was a dog at times.
• went bravely with the corporation people without any sign of fear.
  

So heres to her,
laziest dog I've ever met. Also the bravest.

Bliss...

Visit to sister's place in B'lore. The Entire family together after a long time. The fights start soon after, of course. Unlimited supply of chocolates. Shopping at sisters and bro-in-laws expense. Having someone to laugh with at mom's unbelievable idioticity. Frequent makes-me-wanna-kill-myself kinda advice saga from sis who by the way is the laziest and most irresponsible person I've ever met. Laughing stupidly, no hysterically not to mention very loud at some mall (the joke? Don't ask me :|) causing people to stare and not giving a damn. Typing a blog entry after ages with sis sleeping next to me.

Does weekends get better than this? :) :)