Nothing original November 14, 2009
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I believe I am stuck in a rut.
Flying, in a sense March 27, 2009
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I love airports. It might have to do with the fact that I love flying, but I really do love airports.
I love sitting outside the ‘Arrival’ area, watching people. I know it’s creepy, in fact a lot of people could be wondering ‘Ok who is this creepy girl and why is she watching me’, but I really can’t help myself. I smile when I watch the two little hyper boys run towards their grinning grandparents, each little boy attempting to push the heavy baggage carts. I tear up (just a little) as I watch aging parents embrace the son they probably haven’t seen for while as he walks out, probably just off a flight from the US. I scoff at the all white netas, the ones nobody knows, as they walk out with folded hands looking for the garlands that wont greet them, hoping that somebody will notice the useless posse of harried looking PA’s around them, and maybe give them some importance.
But of all the things the scene that I love most to watch are the ones which involve the shy married/engaged couple, probably a husband returning from a business trip, as he catches sight of his wife, the self-conscious smiles, the words of greeting, and then surprising both of them, the arm slung across her shoulders pulling her into his embrace, as they make their way home.
Flavours February 21, 2009
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I sit here in a sea of numbers, for once they please me and almost everyone else. I sit in class, breaking rules, as I message the fractals, the grades. 26/30, three A+’s.
I’m not ashamed to admit these are new, novelty. This wasn’t the case always. I’m happy now, but I wasn’t unhappy then. Call it callousness, call it suppression, call it whatever the hell you want. I curse now, I cursed then. I eat chaat from the roadside, and I survived typhoid. I ate at an expensive restaurant, and I recovered from gastroentitis.
I fight with my boyfriend, my father, my mother, my dogs and even my cat. I fight, I insult, I abuse. I throw words, harsh and unforgivable, and in turn I get them thrown back at me. And I learn to live, to sustain, to rebuild. Physics runs through me as I traverse through being malleable, brittle, transparent and opaque all at the same time. I know I’m living, as I jostle through the sweaty armpit women in the front of the bus as they glare at me. I glare back.
I know I’m living when I see you. With your obsession for marks, your refusal to bunk class, clinging on to every definition of ‘a good girl’ that you can find. Lets go for a movie. No. Lets go out. No. Lets – No no no no.
I want to shake you. Rattle you, pull you out of the haze that surrounds you, that makes you think your marks card will get you everywhere. It wont. Even if it does, I wouldn’t want to be there, if all it means is go to college, attend class, go home. You look at me strangely when I ask you what you’re going to tell your children when they ask you about college. Did you bunk class, Mom? No. Did you see that movie, Mom? No. Did you – No no no no.
And you sigh and shake your head.
”We wont get attendance”
The Valentine’s Day Post :) February 14, 2009
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Happy Valentine’s Day!
I may come from the same town as a certain anti-Valentine’s day character, but hey, there are some of of us who’d like to think we make up for the bad cookie’s from the factory
I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time, so here goes my list of Top 5 all-time favorite love songs !
Bed of Roses – Bon Jovi
While we’re talking
About all of the things that I long to believe
About love and the truth and
What you mean to me
And the truth is baby you’re all that I need
This song is very, very special! There is no way I can begin this list without this song being right on top. When I listen to this song, it reminds me of new beginnings, of realization, and of conversations in the rain
Run – Snow Patrol
And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we’ll make it anywhere
Away from here
Ah, Grey’s Anatomy! I watched a fanvid of Meredith and Derek somewhere, and it had this song in the background. I thought it was a perfect fit ! This song is so full of the pain of impending separation, and yet it’s hopeful at the same time.
Say it Right – Nelly Furtado
Oh you don’t mean nothing at all to me
No you don’t mean nothing at all to me
But you got what it takes to set me free
Oh you could mean everything to me
Ok so this may not be a typical love song, but it’s so full of energy! There was a time when I would listen to this song at least 6 times a day, and I felt like getting up and dancing every time! There’s no innocence in this one, just an amazing sense of seductiveness.
Ee Tanavu Ninnade – Raghu Dixit
I admit, I don’t understand every word of the song but I do get the gist of it , and boy do I love it! I love the music in this song – it supports Raghu’s voice beautifully, making the song so powerful! I first heard this being played live on Christmas Eve ‘08 and I will never forget the ambiance OR the excellent company
Don’t Wanna Miss A Thing – Aerosmith
And I’m wondering what you’re dreaming
Wondering if it’s me you’re seeing
Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we’re together
And I just wanna stay with you
In this moment forever, forever and ever
June 2, 2007 – a date I will never forget! Aerosmith at Palace Grounds – this show changed my life forever! They didn’t play this song, unfortunately, but it’s my all-time favorite Aerosmith song so I had to put it in
Although, looking at the circumstances, I really should be putting in Pink as well !
The Question January 10, 2009
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There’s a distance, I can feel it almost fall through it, it’s so wide. You with your world, and me with mine.
Never the twain shall meet.
I sit and talk, but its taxing, pushing my brain to find something to say that will make you feel like it’s me again. I know you’re looking for traces of our walks to the fence, of the draining discussions, of the reels of notes we wrote in class. I see you scanning what I say, looking for a meaning that’s more than on the surface. I know it’s not possible, but thats all I am now.
You have snow, and I have sun in winter and rain in summer. You have classes I can only dream about attending, and I have home that you miss.
We never saw this coming. We knew changes would come, but never saw the gap between your meanings and my understanding of them. We never saw the question in our minds that we are too afraid to voice:
Who are you, and why don’t you understand me anymore?
(?) December 26, 2008
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Lately, there have been questions.
Things I shouldn’t be thinking about right now, but things that I will think about anyway.
Choices, choices, choices.
How I love that I don’t have to make them now.
Battling Demons December 21, 2008
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Graduation. April 5, 2008
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When the entire school gathers in the amphitheater for an assembly, the youngest class (i.e KG) sits on the bottom most step. I can still remember my 4 year-old-self gazing up at the sea of senior faces untill I found the top most step, and I wondered when the day would come when I would sit on that top pedestal myself. That day came and went at the beginning of this school year. Today, however, I return to that bottom step.
Today, I graduate from school.
I know for a fact that my class has been looking forward to this day for a number of reasons, but we all carefully blocked out the thought that although today is a day we dress up (“prettify”) , and generally have fun this is also our last day together. Most of the people going abroad have already received their acceptance letters from their respective universities, and the rest of us who are staying home have begun our application processes to colleges in India.
The past few months have been filled with conversations ranging from what colour saree we’re each going to wear, to where to buy your grad dress from, to where you’re going to holiday, and most of all, of what we’re all going to do once our exams are done.
The last 14 years have been filled with drama, fun and most of all learning. Learning in the way education cannot teach you. My sociology book would probably term it as “informal education”. A majority of who I am today, and whatever I become, is what my school has taught me inside the classroom and outside. I’ve learnt to stand up for whatever I believe in. I’ve learnt that talking things out is most probably the best way to deal with an issue. And most of all, I’ve learnt that friends are the people who you can sit with in a tent, in the middle of a scary forest after a 3 hour trek up some godforsaken hills, and still have the energy to sit through the night and gossip !
So today, as I sit in the amphitheatre for the last time as a student of my school, the cycle will be complete. I will return to the bottom step, but this time, with memories that will last me a lifetime. This time, sitting beside me will be (mostly) the same people I sat with 14 years, but this time we are not going to be shyly saying hello in our scared and timid voices, but we are going to be saying goodbye.

