random!

PS: Busy this month!!! So my photography bit :)

Back!

I am back! A few bits of random bits that I want to share:

1. Though I had decided that I wont apologize, or give explanations that I have been stuck up with my never-ending project report (this is a bit weird considering that the project itself did not take as much time!)and internals, meeting professors, waiting for them before meeting them and everything! And to add to that, I have a hell lot to study, now that I am here, I am sorry ! I regret my absence!
2. I am trying out this "Making it the best" or "Giving it a hundred percent" theory, where "it" refers to whatever you do! brush, wash clothes, study, talk, walk, blog or whatever! I find it pretty interesting ! Thanks to a friend!
3. There's something wrong with this blogger editor! when I press enter, cursor doesnt go to next line! I have to press a space after enter for newline! weird!
4. Every damn human being has some or the other talent! man.. I had so wrongly judged a acquaintance of mine! I had almost decided she's dumber than I am! but well... As it turns out, she writes awesome poems and she writes them in Marathi, her mother tongue. She has it in her... Catchy analogies and lines. I have decided NEVER to judge a person too soon!
5. I am writing this post, now, when I am loaded with studies and tensions, partly to clear that much of space in my mind. I open my book and there goes my mind yelling at me that I have not posted a thing on my blog and that its sure that I wont stick my resolution and this and that and on and on which destroys a lot of time, concentration and energy! So.. here it goes! one blockage overcome!
6. It was my Mom's birthday a couple of weeks back and I had decided that I would be putting a line for her on my post in may.. So here I go: I love ya Amma! Live a long life and Please, take care of your health!
7. My foodie roomies and I had made a fruit salad again and it was bit over the budget and not really as good as it was supposed to be! 
8. I just read this : According to a survey, the one who blinks the least has won every election in US - from the Kennedy - Nixon contest in 1960 through 2000!! wow!

I think that should do for  now! Will be posting again soon! (I am sticking to "2 posts a month " policy, resolutely!!)


Till later,

Fruit Salad!

Ingredients
      1. Kiwi - 1
      2. Mangoes - 2
      3. Plum - 1
      4. Chikku - 2
      5. Pear - 1
      6. Apple - 1
      7. Australian( or American?!) Grapes - A bunch (around 10, I guess!)
      8. Orange - 1
      9. Honey - 2-3 spoon full!

Method: Cut the fruits to the size and shape you desire (you can peel the skin or just keep!) Mix them properly, Add two tablespoon full of honey to it, mix it and garnish to your like !

And you're ready with a yummmmmmy, healthy and juicy fruit salad! 

waitttt!!!!!!! dont yet take a bite! click a snap first! ;) then slowly take a spoon full of salad and put it in your mouth and mmmm..... savor the taste! you feel the exotic honey and mmm.. are they apples that you taste? or wow, pear! and thats a kiwi! mmm....

Whoops! got a bit carried away with the one we just prepared! (Thanks to my roomies!!  )


Recommended: Good, foody, enthusiastic company and loads of love and smiles! 

Try and tell me how it was!!

 Till Later!

PS: We missed ya deepu!

PPS: Tonnes of Thanks my two room-mates who lifted my spirits up by bringing up the whole idea!

...

As I roll over to the other side of the bed and stretch my arms for you just to grasp some cold, night air, I feel a overwhelming desire to get back to the days of longing for one sight of you and nights that unraveled mysteries . I want to go back to the roofs under which we took cover from moonlight and left the windows open to tell our stories to the other part of the night which eagerly waited and sent its spy - breeze to know what happened inside; to see our shadows as they try in vain to imitate us just to find out what is it that we share and ending up as dark as ever! I want to overpower this cold, ruthless reality of your absence, run into your warm arms and thank the thin air I hugged all these days.

lessons!

Its high time I learnt a few things:


1. MATLAB. I am going at real slow pace! need to buck up or even God wont save me!

2. I gotta start thinking. I somehow dont think much. As a obvious consequence I mess up a hell lot! Need to improve.

 3. I gotta learn to keep promises. Especially the ones I make to myself. ( I recently broke a bigtime promise to self! and feeling terribly bitter about it.)

4. I gotta speak up! Be more confident!

5. I have to stand up for myself; atleast when I know I am right!

6. I gotta eat more and feel better!

7. I gotta have some patience and I gotta listen more.. (contradictory, I know! but well :) )

8. I have to use my time better! shit! I have already wasted so much time and I still do so!

9. I have to learn to have  a plan B!

10. I have got to stop being so stupidly stubborn. If I wanna get better, I have to learn to accept that I am wrong and accept it humbly!

11. The most important of all: I gotta learn how to JFDI! I am as bad as you can imagine at getting things done or doing things or whatever!  This is something so damn important in life and I possess the least of this!

That says, time to get going!

 See ya! 'll try to keep you posted regarding this :)

Thank you..

Huh! what a month it has been!
So many feelings!

Happiness, encouragement, dullness, sadness, boredom, frustration, tears, anger, dejection, rejection, encouragement, turmoil, acceptance, sarcasm, distrust, misuse, more tears, disheartening, hope, love, pleasure, high, lethargy, attachment, detatchment, craze, fun, enjoyment, memories, repentance, stress, pressure....

Yesterday, as I sat down and went through project presentation and changed the extensions and mailed it to my project-mates, I just remembered how long it had been since we all friends had a good time together. Time took away with it a lot of things.

I still remember how all the professors in the department had come to our 3rd sem class and introduced themselves and wished us luck and gave some mini lectures on behaviour and attendance. Three years have passed since. That was the time when we were making friends in the new crowd, creating a identiy.Those classes with full strength in third semester, when the benches were not suffecient and peon had to arrange for extra chairs - nope, they dont exist now- all have been replaced by dusty ones.. Mass-bunk was a new term! Bunking a senior professors class was offence! When I come to think of it now, I think fun lied there, then. I miss the times when we waited in the corridors for the next professor to come; when bunking meant once in a while and break meant : go and come back to class! not just go, get lost!

I liked standing in cafe and drinking coffee in light mood with my friends; the times when we just ate and at the end one or two people ended up paying for all;  those golden little trips of ours - which were decided on a fly- vtu, Vyjnath,tank and even Shiroda; the times when a person came late to college and forced everybody who came later to bunk the class; the times when one person just mentioned movie name and all end up in theatre instead of a lecture!; those stupid gossips; those visits to Cafe Ajanta for neer dosa and toast; the morning walks and laughs; the carefree chatter and a little jokes turned most of us rolling on floor, laughing; the times sitting in front of the dot matrix printer and taking printouts for all; the lunches in Hotel Panchamrut; sitting in Entrepreneurship and Management class and dying to impress that lecturer; cribbing about Prof.Madi and complaining and fighting with him; when we decided if we should go to class depending on the crowd in juice centre and cafe; ten people crammed into a table of four in canteen for breakfast; when the person who got tea never got a sip; when we fought for a glass of banana shake; when one gave a hundred rupee note for a thirty-rupee-per-head bill and got only ten bucks back!; the frustrated lab sessions; the silly but funny gossip..
I miss grabbing and fight for a single bite of Vasu's tiffin (of which she never got a bit!); poo's narration of "Nid-dhant" incidents ; Peets' - Mithun PJ's; the smile that Vinay and Shirish's little blunders and jokes brought; Shrawan's stories and charm; shweth's silent smiles and angers :)... I miss those damn days filled with laughter; those stupid days when there was no big reason to laugh; no big reason to meet; no reason to celbrate; no reason to go out and drink a cup of tea..

I never thought all those little things had made so much difference to my life and how I see my class, my people in college... These empty classes, canteen and cafe; no laughter; creases of worries on every forehead! All I hear is "has your implementation started?", "your seminar is selected??!", "my guide's angry".. " who's your examiner?" .. "whats your seminar topic?"... frustrate me.. get me craving to see a genuine smile on a face...

To the list of my feelings, here I add: Nostalgia..

And I dedicate this post to ALL the people who are the reason for so many memories and smiles: Peets, Vassu, Poo, Shweth, Mith, Shrawan, Vinay, Shirish, Prati, Pratima, Iesh, Anu, Shwetha and Shwetha H... To those people who have no idea they'll live in my memory: KKT sir, Rodd sir, Math Sir, Madi sir, Anjana(Go-mata!), Sabde sir, Gudi sir, Seema ma'm, AHK and Upparmani sir, Rajesh Joshi sir,  and on goes this list. And to all those little "fun weekends ;)" that happened in this city!

Thanks to all you guys, who made my stay in this city golden;  for the soo much love; you got me smiling when I was low even without asking; you made me feel at home; you have made life here fun; thanks so much .. for making  a mark in my life; for leaving me those platinum moments of happiness..

Well, yeah.. I will move on but you have already made the differece :)

50/-

'Ahh... Its 9:30! why the hell dint i get some change!', I muttered under my breath, frustrated.

I had been standing in front of this building, where I was supposed to attend a job interview in a short while, for fifteen minutes stopping every passerby asking for change of a 500 rupees note, to pay the auto rickshaw driver.

'OK! A bad luck morning!', thought I, owing to the fact that I had missed the bus even after bieng at the bus stop five minutes early! (the bus had managed to turn up earlier than usual) and a auto-ride in the heavy morning traffic and then, this annoyance.. and I was pretty sure that I was going to be late to the interview... 'I'm asking this one last somebody for change', I decided,looking at the guy who was coming, 'or I am sending this guy back with the 500..'.

“Excuse me..”, I called out.

“yes?”, said the guy, turning his black, radiant eyes towards me.

“I need a help.. Er... do you have change for 500 bucks?..”

He took out his shiny, brown, leather wallet and searched thorougly (ah, with the number of partitions and parts the wallet had, it definitely took searching!) and said “ sorry! I dont think I've....”

'damn it' I thought.. and said aloud “oh, its alrite...anyway, thanks!” and took out my note with a lot of pain and turned towards the driver.

I realized that the guy was still standing there. Wondering, what might have gone wrong, I turned to say something.. But the guy asked “ er.. you gotta pay the guy? How much do you need?!”

I was surprised, intrigued, relieved, all at the same time. “ 50 bucks!”, words came out of mouth even before I realized what the question meant!

“ Oh, cool.. I have change, I'll pay for you now, you can pay me back later...”...

'what! Well.. err... what do I do... he's a stranger, mmm.. no, i shouldnt be taking.. but 500? mm.. and he looks decent.. and ...' I was thinking.. and this guy probably read me..

He said again ,“Take it, fine by me!”. I was skeptical..

“Mm... May I have your visiting card please?” He was digging his wallet again.

I, now noticed the blue jeans, black (wrinkleless) shirt, the semi formal brown shoes, a red swiss knife hanging by the right pocket of jeans and you just couldnt miss the air of confidence, the swift, smart movements and a sudden feeling of relief..

I was almost lost for a second! He held his card out and as I took the card and was about to say something, he was talking again, “ its okay... gimme later.” said he, and thrust a fifty note into my hand .

I dint know how to thank him.. 'Thank god I met this guy!', I thought!

“Thanks so much!!”, I said with a sigh of relief and a big smile and turned to the driver to pay the money and once done, “I dont know how....” .. Damn! He was going! I called... “hey! Excuse me! the money! Pay back! Wait... I am ... what ... shit! No!” but yes, he was gone! He had not waited ; not until I paid for the auto; not to hear out my thanks; not even for the money!At the least, He hadn't even asked my NAME, for god's sake!!!

How could he trust me (nope, its not just 50 bucks! Nobody had offered me that till then!) ?! How was I just convinced that I should let somebody pay for me!?!!! How do I pay him back? What ..... i rushed into the interview hall with all these questions in my head...

Well...

Now, a week later, I smile, remembering the overpowering charm of his.. and looking at the appointment letter I recieved a while ago and the visiting card, I wonder, how should I pay back a favour thats more than just 50 bucks? 

PS: this is an incident that happened with a friend of mine. I am just portraying the other side.

PPS: The post I promised for valentine's day is still pending, I know :( Somehow, the mood is not right. But, it'll come!

PPPS: Please suggest a good title for this post.. I am so bad at it!