I ought to be studying

Thanks to an invitation from ramblingperfectionist, I'm on Google Wave.
And it really is something.
I love it with heart and soul already. :)

There was an insti-wide blackout yesterday night. It was terribly hot in our rooms and none of us had candles. So all of us sat beneath the solar-powered (score one for alternate sources of energy) streetlights outside the hostel with noble aspirations to study. Instead, we sat around and talked nonsense and battled mosquito bites. NS, IB and KP even decided to take photos to preserve the memory of the blackout forever.

Also, there was a lecture by Boman Irani who was delightfully funny.

All of which means that I have oceans of stuff to read for my exams and that I haven't made any significant progress towards finishing them. :(

Why I Like the Verse of this Week

I'm hyperallergic to dust.
I've sneezed 47 times today and it's only been 4 hours since I woke up.
I have exams next week - all of which I dread.
And all that is all right because I read this quote by Lemony Snicket which made me laugh and I feel better. I love his writing though I've only read one of his books and that was ages ago. Violet Baudelaire is one of my favouritest fictional characters.

"It is always sad when someone leaves home, unless they are simply going around the corner and will return in a few minutes with ice-cream sandwiches."

- Lemony Snicket

And here is the verse of this week -

"Knowing that conscious decisions
and personal memory
are much too small a place to live,
every human being streams at night
into the loving nowhere, or during the day,
in some absorbing work."

- Rumi

20,000

Glance at the statcounter on the sidebar and you'll see that this blog has seen 20,000 pageloads.
Though I strongly suspect that at least half of it is a result of me arm-twisting people into visiting, it still does feel supernice. :)
I think I'll celebrate by starting on the zillions of readings I have for tomorrow's end semester exam.

Why I Like the Verse of this Week

This song is awesome. Listen.

"I see the lights are turning and I look outside
The stars are burning through this changing time
It could have been anything we want
It's fine, salvation was just a passing thought
It was just a passing thought

Don't wait, act now
This amazing offer won't last long
It's only a chance to pave the path we're on
I know there are more exciting things to talk about
And in time we'll sort it out
And in time we'll sort it out

And though they say it's possible
To me, I don't see how it's probable
I see the course we're on spinning farther from what I know
I'll hold on
Tell me that you won't let go
Tell me that you won't let go."

- Say it's possible, Terra Naomi

And this is one of my favouritest quotes -

"When you have only two pennies left in the world, buy a loaf of bread with one, and a lily with the other."

- Chinese Proverb

Anomaly

It's tiring -
Being the unneeded piece,
In a jigsaw puzzle,
That is perfect without me.

Untitled

And what if I am arbitrary?
Maybe I like it.

Maybe all I ever wanted to be,
Was this mercurial being.

Maybe I love my erratic flights of fancy
Far better than any reality you could offer me.

A happy post

As the title suggests, this is going to be a cheerful post. The rain's the best anti-depressant on earth. I've no idea why anyone would ever want to take Prozac. I mean, Prozac has tons of side-effects. But does the rain have any side-effect other than multitudinous happiness and the tendency to use words like multitudinous randomly and almost (but not quite) out of context - I think NOT.

Anyway, I've been feeling delightfully (and uncharacteristically) cheery this morning. It started yesterday evening actually. And I scared my dear friend SHMABC out of her wits. (See post script for more details on SHMABC)

Anyway, I was thinking that this morning warrants a post on things I love about the world in general which shall be in stark contrast to 10 things I hate about the world in general - I mean, quite obviously because you know hate is sort of like the opposite of love and whatnot. So, before this unnatural glee wears off, here goes -

1. Rain - I mean, OBVIOUSLY, it had to be first. And I think I've explained why tons of times in tons of posts so I won't say more. For those interested in reading more, there is THIS post and THIS post and THIS post. Actually, all you've to do is search my blog for the word 'rain' and you'll realise that almost all my happy posts came to be during rain. (I've always wanted to say 'came to be' for ages)
2. That feeling you get when you hear bits and pieces of a song you fall in love with and then you search for it endlessly until you find the song and the song as a whole is even more wonderful than the bits and pieces you heard. This happened to me yesterday when I hunted for and found 'Blower's Daughter' by Damien Rice. If you haven't heard the song, you simply must - it's just beautifully sad and wonderful.
3. Letters. Very few people write to me. But it's just so nice when someone does

P.S - SHMABC is not the actual abbreviated version of my friend's name. The actual abbreviated version of my friend's name was what would have appeared after SHM if it weren't for the fact that my friend was terribly paranoid about becoming immensely famous and getting stalked by the millions of readers who avidly read this blog. So, ABC is actually != my friend's name and SHM != Simple Harmonic Motion. And I would explain what SHM is but ABC (who is actually not ABC) realized how incredibly lame SHM is and is in mortal fear of the fact that all my billions of avid readers (In my imagination, my readership increases exponentially every second) would realize how dorky she is. Which would result in me being the only friend of this lame dorky person who wants to call herself SHM which would result in people calling me lame and dorky and I get enough of that already and I don't want anymore of that. Therefore, to know what SHM is, you need to ask ABC.

P.P.S - I typed this in yesterday morning. The uncharacteristic glee did wear off soon enough as I thought of the mountains of work left to do before this semester ends. And hence, I couldn't complete my list. Well, here's hoping for something happy to happen soon enough so I can complete it.

Why I Like the Verse of this Week

When I was in class XII, I went through a phase of rather pinteresque phase (ha! I'm showing off stuff I learned in my favouritest course this semester - Drama - which ironically and unfortunately has nothing to do with my major or my minor.) Anyway, what got me out of this phase of sudden distrust of everyone and everything was this quote -

"Weave in faith and God will find the thread."

- Author Unknown

And it's raining here. It's so absolutely perfectly heavenly because of the rain that even things like the fact that my favourite course this semester has nothing to do with my major or my minor seem all right. So, the verse of this week is in honour of the rain -

"I'm getting colder
I feel a chill in the air
There's a change in the weather
Here it comes again
Now I can feel the rain.

The wind that brings on the change
Is taking me over
The wind that brings on the rain
Is making me older."

- Cloudburst, Oasis

Take me home

It's been entirely too long since I blogged (properly) about anything.

I've been having quite a difficult time as far as academics are concerned and I've had to go through a whole rigmarole of talking to a hundred different people and running around like a crazy person. And all that worrying led me to turn into an insomniac for days on end. It was a terrible terrible time. I think that October hates me - things just seem to go berserk as soon as it's October.

Then, I was in the play put up by my hostel for inter-hostel dramatics. I was terribly nervous before the play but I didn't forget my lines or have an aneurysm on stage. So, I guess that went all right.

And well, that's about it, I suppose.
My life has become like Waiting for Godot, I suppose - “Nothing happens. Nobody comes, Nobody goes." Well, nothing that could make me superhappy has happened anyway. And my parents were supposed to come this week - but they were swamped at work and had to cancel. And I don't think I particularly want anyone to go anywhere - or wait, I want to go home - and I am going - in a month.

I absolutely can't wait to go home.
It's like this shining beacon of hope that I've desperately and unblinkingly set my eyes on to get me through one more month of struggling with academics and with my existential dilemmas and whatnots.