Just Something........

Off late I have developed this strange habit of writing.. as u can c from my blog post dates, I have been doing it a lil too often.. well well, that just goes to show how jobless I am.. but to write it in a positive way, this just goes to show how well I am utilising my "joblessness".

So here I am, 3:43 am is the time, wide awake like an insomniac with demons and angels of my own, contemplating the future, recollecting the sweet memories of the past, and enjoying the present. Ya n I forgot to mention the most important thing, rather not so important for any of u but it is for me, I am running 103 degree temperature thanks to Mumbai rains. But no worries, I am in Pune with my closest people enjoying every bit of attention and also taking undue advantage of it. Lol, yeah I know I am a lil mean but it's OK. With friends like these who needs a nursing home/hospital anyways. I am paranoid of needles hence no hospitals. But to my utter dismay I was dragged to one and the doctor said HAEMOGRAM TEST. It blew the day lights outta my head. I held on to my friend and was on the verge of tears when I saw a lady asking us to follow her to the B wing of the hospital. Each step that I took made me closer to NUMBNESS.

Finally i was made to sit in a chair and it was not in the least like a HOT SEAT and I could see from the corner of my eye an angry looking lady. I thought she would suck all the blood from my body by her mere presence but thank God it was not all that bad. It pricked but not for long and I took a sigh of relief that I survived it and so did the others around.

NO I am in no way a not-so-courageous girl but needles and hospitals do make me sick with worry. Otherwise I am adventurous and independent.

OK now enough about what I am. I know I am a lil notorious for diverting from the topic. But after beating around the bush for a little while I generally come back on track.

But right now the best track that I can think of is my bed. So here I sign off. I hope my writing passions keep igniting itself often and I keep utilising my time in a constructive way.

Its 4:11 am and I am not so wide awake, with only angels of my own, and 101 temperature. :P

Mumbai "not meri jaan"

I am doing my summer internship in Mumbai. Like every other soul, I was excited about interning in Mumbai. I had made many plans as to what I would do and what I wuld achieve. Like every other dreamer, I had dreamt about how my time would fly in this so called "happening" city. I had this dogmatic view that I was lucky enough to get an internship in Mumbai. Mumbai is this and Mumbai is that, so on and so forth. I thought I would make best use of this opportunity and have as many irons in the fire as possible.
But sooner than later I realised that all that glitters is not gold. Little did I know that I would be left to let the grass grow under my feet. Little did I know that there would be no work atal and that I would be treated as a disposable washrag. Not that the people in office are rude or something but just that when you are left to sip on coffee all day and do nothing constructive it definitely gets on yur nerves. And this is exaclty what is happening to me.
Time in Mumbai (in the day time) drags slow and comatose and fun is incspicuous by its absence. A soporophic droning fills the air around me. The weather coupled with the local tranport adds to my miserey.
A pleasant change from all this is PUNE. The city which is my second home. Whenever I need to destress myself (I am stressed f boredom) I run to Pune (which happens quite often). It gives me immense happiness. I have some of the bestest friends here with whom life is a roller coaster ride. One doesnt have to be a person of indomitable spirit and great courage to face the hardships in Mumbai but it definitely needs a strong will power. I may lack that but I dont mind. Atleast it gives me a reason to be in the place I enjoy and be at ease with myself. My vocal distress over my plight in Mumbai will draw nothing less than passionless nods and it may not seem a big thing but thats ok. I want to be HAPPY and I know where and what gives me happiness.

leavin home...

Yet another painful day of my life.. leaving home and going back to the hostel.. start working like moronic drones.. Gawd! All this is so intimidating. I wish i could stay back home for a little longer.. but in vein! My spirit has sunk to the level of bedrocks. The turn of the century would come and I would still be talking about how much i dont want to leave home and how much I am going to miss my people. I may seem to be havin a fragile connection with reality but thats the way it is. I am such a "homesick" person that I keep wanting to come back all the time. Hostel is not meant for people like me! I mean hostel is fun and I have wonderful people around me but as they say HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS and my heart is in my own home. At home, in summers the world is full of happiness and plenty to go around. In monsoons our clothes are drenched before we reach home but our spirits not even damp and the winters are equally sanguine!
Most intimidating of all is the upcoming exams.. that makes it all the more diccifult for me to leave. Who would want to leave all the luxury and comfort of home and go to the "land of the baking sun" boilingly known as MANIPAL and study for exams?! I so want to hold on to my mood of jubilance and optimism that I experienced these 4 days @ home.....

In the world of ORKUT which has gained so much popularity everything, rather everyone is just a mouse click away. Whoever said that the WORLD IS SMALL must have envisioned the growth of a social networking site like ORKUT.
So what makes ORKUT different from the other similar sites like hi5 or Jhoos or the others? For a person like me who has accounts in hi5 and facebook and jhoos and friendsaroma (all this just to know which networking site works best) and ofcourse ORKUT, I found orkut to be the most user friendly. Another important feature of ORKUT which seems to be unique is that not anybody and everybody can have access to it coz it is based on invitation only.
It is indeed an addiction. Scrapping has been the word most commonly used by the youth and the middle aged alike. But the only difficulty in ORKUT is with the photo album uploading thing. everyone can download those photos to their computers. So one ought to be extremely careful about not uploading single fotos.