I'm sorry to be writing after almost A year's hiatus! The Girl has been busy doing this gig and that. And has been relentless in her pursuit of happiness. So how many of Y'all have watched Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince? I absolutely L-O-V-E the Harry Potter series, but guess what, I still haven't gotten around to actually watching the movie. Feedback/ Criticism anyone? I'm always up for a nice long discussion via this blog.
My Favourite HP from the series is Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire ( Most die-hard HP fans have told me that they like the third book best of all)
Let me know your favourites and we can initiate and discussion!
Toodles for now :)
Friday, July 17, 2009
Friday, July 11, 2008
The Boy who loved Animals
I met an old friend after a long time yesterday. Almost after a year. And this wasn't exactly a pleasant reunion. Don't get me wrong. There were no misunderstandings between said friend and I. The circumstances were unforeseen and, very honestly, something that I wasn't looking forward to at all.
One of my close friends had been dating him during the same time that I had a boyfriend. I remember many afternoons spent at my house or just strolling on the streets, giggling, laughing for no particular reason as the four of us gingerly discussed our future plans. All of us were geared up for longdistance relationships and even though everyone we knew advised us against it, we went ahead with it. After all, we were invincible, with hearts of lions, ready to take on the world.
So this friend and I stayed back in India while our respective "better halves" set on to take on the world, realising on the way that we would be thorns on their rosy paths. Coincidentally, we both broke up on the same day and I remember talking to him on the phone and laughing about our breakup. Not an opportune moment for mirth, surely but I suppose the fact that we were stunned out of our minds is what brought it on.
After exchanging the usual pleasantries yesterday, we sat down, facing each other, with nothing really to say. Out of compulsion or simply in order to avoid an awkward moment,my friend began to tell me about his roommate.
"He's quite the misanthrope you see," he began. "A very bright fellow indeed, lekin chuthiya hai sala. His father is a politician. You DO know about the parallel economy of our country don't you.His DAD is a Politician who survives on bribes. Need I be more obvious???" I was flustered for a bit,not knowing the meaning of parallel economy and how his dad being a politician had anything to do with HIM, as a person.(I suppose the whole deal about how you imbibe your core values from your parents does come in here, but let's not get into that now.)
"Parallel Economy" he continued "Is black Money". I had been slow as usual and had failed to absorbed the obvious Euphemism. What I did not understand was what was it that made him a chuthiya? "He's an arrogant bastard,"he informed me "Sometimes, he'll go on for days without talking to anyone." "But isn't that being socially awkward?" I quipped. My friend pondered for a bit at this statement and said, "Well that could definitely be a possibility. The only thing he ever does is talk to animals. He's quite a queer sort. He talks to birds and rabbits and dogs and he seems to understand what they're saying. Otherwise,he keeps to himself."
"The other day, he bought maggi from our canteen and fed it to the hungry dog on the street. And you know what, he's such a freak that he teaches the street dogs tricks by giving them biscuits and then remains hungry himself because he doesn't have any more money left to buy food.
"But I fail to understand how he talks to all the animals and understands them."
One of my close friends had been dating him during the same time that I had a boyfriend. I remember many afternoons spent at my house or just strolling on the streets, giggling, laughing for no particular reason as the four of us gingerly discussed our future plans. All of us were geared up for longdistance relationships and even though everyone we knew advised us against it, we went ahead with it. After all, we were invincible, with hearts of lions, ready to take on the world.
So this friend and I stayed back in India while our respective "better halves" set on to take on the world, realising on the way that we would be thorns on their rosy paths. Coincidentally, we both broke up on the same day and I remember talking to him on the phone and laughing about our breakup. Not an opportune moment for mirth, surely but I suppose the fact that we were stunned out of our minds is what brought it on.
After exchanging the usual pleasantries yesterday, we sat down, facing each other, with nothing really to say. Out of compulsion or simply in order to avoid an awkward moment,my friend began to tell me about his roommate.
"He's quite the misanthrope you see," he began. "A very bright fellow indeed, lekin chuthiya hai sala. His father is a politician. You DO know about the parallel economy of our country don't you.His DAD is a Politician who survives on bribes. Need I be more obvious???" I was flustered for a bit,not knowing the meaning of parallel economy and how his dad being a politician had anything to do with HIM, as a person.(I suppose the whole deal about how you imbibe your core values from your parents does come in here, but let's not get into that now.)
"Parallel Economy" he continued "Is black Money". I had been slow as usual and had failed to absorbed the obvious Euphemism. What I did not understand was what was it that made him a chuthiya? "He's an arrogant bastard,"he informed me "Sometimes, he'll go on for days without talking to anyone." "But isn't that being socially awkward?" I quipped. My friend pondered for a bit at this statement and said, "Well that could definitely be a possibility. The only thing he ever does is talk to animals. He's quite a queer sort. He talks to birds and rabbits and dogs and he seems to understand what they're saying. Otherwise,he keeps to himself."
"The other day, he bought maggi from our canteen and fed it to the hungry dog on the street. And you know what, he's such a freak that he teaches the street dogs tricks by giving them biscuits and then remains hungry himself because he doesn't have any more money left to buy food.
"But I fail to understand how he talks to all the animals and understands them."
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Presenting-Gael Garcia Bernal
This, my friends, is Gael Garcia 
Bernal. (Waits for everyone to stop drooling). He is the epitomy of hotness (see, I have fantastic taste!) He played Che Guevara.Guevara in real life was hot in his own way. I'd have loved to have ended up with a man like that-a revolutionary who lived life on his own terms. I'm reading a book on him now and I will write about it when I'm done. I wouldn't call myself a Marxist but I can't say that I don' t admire people who think on those lines
Bernal. (Waits for everyone to stop drooling). He is the epitomy of hotness (see, I have fantastic taste!) He played Che Guevara.Guevara in real life was hot in his own way. I'd have loved to have ended up with a man like that-a revolutionary who lived life on his own terms. I'm reading a book on him now and I will write about it when I'm done. I wouldn't call myself a Marxist but I can't say that I don' t admire people who think on those linesSunday, July 6, 2008
The Straight Girl's Guide To Identifying Jerks.
These pointers should be sure to get your Jerk Radars Functioning.Just keep them in mind.
1. The Freak-Don't date someone who is considered "weird". Do some research and find out for yourself. No ones asking you to be mother teresa and while wilting willows might be considered utterly romantic and pure as driven snow in Mills and Boon novels,remind yourself that no matter "how heady"the feeling is,you still need to tolerate the person.
2. The hypocrite- Don't date someone who says "I want to take it slow" (Unless you're up for a fling). I want to take it slow in guy language means I want to get some action from you before someone better comes along.Make sure you date a guy who likes you for being you,not because you are a 38 d or whatever. And if you're the kind of bitch that seduces other people's boyfriends,well honey,sorry to break it to you,but what goes around comes around. You'll have to deal with it sooner or letter.And if your sleazy self doesn't possess a conscience,well then sweetheart,I'm sorry but you're beyond redemption.
3. The emotional Blackmailer-If you're in a relationship and the guy says,"If you love me you will...."
DUMP HIM!!!!NOW!!!!
4. The Flirt-If he flirts with your best friends and calls you prudish,tell him to fuck off.And yea,get a new best friend.Do yourself a favour.You deserve better.
5. The chauvinist-Don't EVER "sacrifice"or "compromise" or take bullshit like "you're a girl,you won't understand". What the fuck. Give yourself some credit.And tell him to go shove it up his ass.
6. The Liar-If his best friend is a girl and you think that something is up,ask around.If he loves you,he'll understand. If he doesn't,something is up.
7. If he's a loser then don't date him.Shallow freaks pervade the earth.BE SINGLE!
8. The Freeloader-If he's cheap and expects you to pay all the time,he's a freeloader.Strict nono.
9. The Diplomat-The essential charmers are the ones that sweet talk.Be around him for a bit.And see if he does that to everyone of the opposite sex.That's jerk Material for you.
10.The horny as hell jerk-And finally,the bastard of all bastards,*blows trumpet* ....*waits for noise to subside* the guy who tries to force you to sleep with him.Make sure he doesn't get any!
11. The obsessive "lover"-The one that gives you no breathing space.Remind yourself that the relationship is only A PART of your current life.If it engulfs you and you can't carry on leading your normal life, that could prove to be pretty detrimental.
If any of you have any more advice to give,feel free to leave your opinions in the comment box.
1. The Freak-Don't date someone who is considered "weird". Do some research and find out for yourself. No ones asking you to be mother teresa and while wilting willows might be considered utterly romantic and pure as driven snow in Mills and Boon novels,remind yourself that no matter "how heady"the feeling is,you still need to tolerate the person.
2. The hypocrite- Don't date someone who says "I want to take it slow" (Unless you're up for a fling). I want to take it slow in guy language means I want to get some action from you before someone better comes along.Make sure you date a guy who likes you for being you,not because you are a 38 d or whatever. And if you're the kind of bitch that seduces other people's boyfriends,well honey,sorry to break it to you,but what goes around comes around. You'll have to deal with it sooner or letter.And if your sleazy self doesn't possess a conscience,well then sweetheart,I'm sorry but you're beyond redemption.
3. The emotional Blackmailer-If you're in a relationship and the guy says,"If you love me you will...."
DUMP HIM!!!!NOW!!!!
4. The Flirt-If he flirts with your best friends and calls you prudish,tell him to fuck off.And yea,get a new best friend.Do yourself a favour.You deserve better.
5. The chauvinist-Don't EVER "sacrifice"or "compromise" or take bullshit like "you're a girl,you won't understand". What the fuck. Give yourself some credit.And tell him to go shove it up his ass.
6. The Liar-If his best friend is a girl and you think that something is up,ask around.If he loves you,he'll understand. If he doesn't,something is up.
7. If he's a loser then don't date him.Shallow freaks pervade the earth.BE SINGLE!
8. The Freeloader-If he's cheap and expects you to pay all the time,he's a freeloader.Strict nono.
9. The Diplomat-The essential charmers are the ones that sweet talk.Be around him for a bit.And see if he does that to everyone of the opposite sex.That's jerk Material for you.
10.The horny as hell jerk-And finally,the bastard of all bastards,*blows trumpet* ....*waits for noise to subside* the guy who tries to force you to sleep with him.Make sure he doesn't get any!
11. The obsessive "lover"-The one that gives you no breathing space.Remind yourself that the relationship is only A PART of your current life.If it engulfs you and you can't carry on leading your normal life, that could prove to be pretty detrimental.
If any of you have any more advice to give,feel free to leave your opinions in the comment box.
Saturday, July 5, 2008
So I went to watch a trashy play. Why does everyone think that they can act in plays and write scripts? Why must we be subjected to one trashy play after another? Why must I Always succumb to societal/ parental/ familial (is this even a word???) pressure? It sucks. And then it leads to an even suckier blogpost.
I'd much rather be somewhere in the Alps or watching P.S I Love you. Or meeting interesting new people. What sucks in when people say that they are envious of my life. Ignore me, I am in a rather foul mood right now. Gah!
I'd much rather be somewhere in the Alps or watching P.S I Love you. Or meeting interesting new people. What sucks in when people say that they are envious of my life. Ignore me, I am in a rather foul mood right now. Gah!
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Rant
So I was talking to a friend of mine today and he's in the U.K right now, studying a hot-shot subject like Journalism.And I was whining about how I don't have someone in my life to "Love".And then he said, "Don't worry,when we're rich and famous, we'll have really hot better halves. I mean, I'd like to date Charlize Theron because she's a gem of a person as well. But, I wouldn't mind EVEN if she wasn't a gem of a person. Maybe both of us need to sit together and Watch Shallow Hal sometime.Shallow Hal stars Jack Black (who is white)
I had an extremely bad day. It sucks to have to suck up to losers who can't think beyond how to remove their ugly pimples from their faces and what dress to wear when. I hate bitches who act pricey. And all the time,it's these bitches that all these guys seems to fall for. Is there any justice in the world.Any fucking justice?
And just because they're willing to sleep with fat hairy ugly bastards with equally fat,hairy and ugly wives,they can be dumb and afford to get away with all the rubbish in the world. And I must keep my lips pursed and swallow all the hogwash.
I had an extremely bad day. It sucks to have to suck up to losers who can't think beyond how to remove their ugly pimples from their faces and what dress to wear when. I hate bitches who act pricey. And all the time,it's these bitches that all these guys seems to fall for. Is there any justice in the world.Any fucking justice?
And just because they're willing to sleep with fat hairy ugly bastards with equally fat,hairy and ugly wives,they can be dumb and afford to get away with all the rubbish in the world. And I must keep my lips pursed and swallow all the hogwash.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Second Post of the Day
So yea, I just got off the phone with a very close friend. See, the thing is I love him. And I don't think he really loves me back. I mean,of course he LOVES me. But he doesn't LOVE love me. Okay, I just realised how weird that sounds and I also realise that this might just turn out to be the lovelorn blog of an angsty teenager. Writing is therapeutic, or so they say. So might as well come out with it rather than have things bottled up. So yea, as I was saying, I would have loved it if say, my first kiss would have been with this guy. But unfortunately, things don't work out the way we always want them to. He adores me but for whatever reason,doesn't want to go out with me. I'm not exactly sure why. Maybe he thinks it's because I'm too close a friend. And I think that can happen sometimes -you stop liking a girl because she becomes one of the guys. And that's terrible really. I mean, I enjoy sports and the works and I don't like fluffy pink and I don't wear nail polish on my fingernails and I listen to a lot of rock music but that really doesn't mean I'm a guy. And a close guy friend once told me that all guys are ever interested in getting are the "scrambled eggs between the legs". I mean,Yuccckkk!!!That's SO horrible!!!!But it's true. Maybe I'm a prude from inside.
But then,isn't there something called Romance and Love and all of that?I mean who the hell flung it all out of the window? And I refuse to believe that All guys are like that. I'm sure there's a prince charming hidden in some corner of the world,waiting to be pounced on. *Sigh* So now you can see that I'm completely and utterly deluded.
I live in a world of my own-I'm a dreamer and I DO believe in fairy tales.My ex boyfriend was a complete jerk and he dated me right before he went off to the United States of America.Two weeks into college he developed this freakishly weird American accent. Not to discriminate,but he was one of those people,who,despite having had a fantastic education,had absolutely Terrible diction. Terrible diction combined with pseudo American accent.And then you have the balls to say bad things about India.Motherfucker.I hate you You bastard( I'm getting carried away,aren't I?:P) And he was a jerk.Did I mention the fact that he was a jerk?I'm sorry,I made a mistake.He IS A superjerk. He hated the fact that he couldn't get any "action" in a long-distance relationship. In fact,he even tried to force me to sleep with him.That bugger, he deserves to be lynched.People like these should be castrated and eradicated from the face of the earth.
It was my fault too.I was dumb, naive and innocent. I believed every word he said and the fucker took undue advantage of the situation. A year and a half later, I am still single and watching Romantic Comedies and drooling over people like Gerard Butler( he was the Cutie in 300 and P.S I love you) and Heath Ledger( Brokeback Mountain, Ten things I hate about You)
I was really upset,almost Shattered when Heath Ledger died. To me,he was the epitome of how a good looking guy didn't let his looks go to his head.He was a powerful actor and I'm looking forward to watching his portrayal of Joker. According To E!News,he has a good chance of winning a posthumous award for his acting skills.
Coming back to the single hood-I don't mind it at all.When you've been in a long relationship where your boyfriend has tried to treat you as being subservient only because you're a girl and has tried to assert his right of being a boyfriend only by trying to force you to sleep with him,You KNOW that something is seriously wrong.
Besides, I'm a free bird and I hate getting tied down to people.Plus,I am in love with Aforementioned Best friend.Did I mention that I'm not too pretty, socially autistic and an irreverent bookworm? I guess I didn't. Right now, I'm reading "When we Were Orphans" by Kazuo Ishiguro. Ishiguro is of Japanese descent (I think he was born in Nagasaki if I'm not mistaken and moved to England when he was five). I've read Never let me Go ,A Pale View of the Hills and Remains of the day. I refuse to say pseudo-intellectual things like the "narrative style is fluid". I'll save it for the innumerable essays, articles and term papers that I'll have to come up with, sooner or later.
Okay,so before I begin rambling again.Did I mention that best friend is hot?Did I also mention that I sound like Adrian Mole?(a nerdy loserish teenager for the uninitiated. A character created by Sue Townsend)
So best friend is like really really hot.I'm sure he'd NEVER want to go out with me. And yea, I regret it but then, I can always whine,can't I?
But then,isn't there something called Romance and Love and all of that?I mean who the hell flung it all out of the window? And I refuse to believe that All guys are like that. I'm sure there's a prince charming hidden in some corner of the world,waiting to be pounced on. *Sigh* So now you can see that I'm completely and utterly deluded.
I live in a world of my own-I'm a dreamer and I DO believe in fairy tales.My ex boyfriend was a complete jerk and he dated me right before he went off to the United States of America.Two weeks into college he developed this freakishly weird American accent. Not to discriminate,but he was one of those people,who,despite having had a fantastic education,had absolutely Terrible diction. Terrible diction combined with pseudo American accent.And then you have the balls to say bad things about India.Motherfucker.I hate you You bastard( I'm getting carried away,aren't I?:P) And he was a jerk.Did I mention the fact that he was a jerk?I'm sorry,I made a mistake.He IS A superjerk. He hated the fact that he couldn't get any "action" in a long-distance relationship. In fact,he even tried to force me to sleep with him.That bugger, he deserves to be lynched.People like these should be castrated and eradicated from the face of the earth.
It was my fault too.I was dumb, naive and innocent. I believed every word he said and the fucker took undue advantage of the situation. A year and a half later, I am still single and watching Romantic Comedies and drooling over people like Gerard Butler( he was the Cutie in 300 and P.S I love you) and Heath Ledger( Brokeback Mountain, Ten things I hate about You)
I was really upset,almost Shattered when Heath Ledger died. To me,he was the epitome of how a good looking guy didn't let his looks go to his head.He was a powerful actor and I'm looking forward to watching his portrayal of Joker. According To E!News,he has a good chance of winning a posthumous award for his acting skills.
Coming back to the single hood-I don't mind it at all.When you've been in a long relationship where your boyfriend has tried to treat you as being subservient only because you're a girl and has tried to assert his right of being a boyfriend only by trying to force you to sleep with him,You KNOW that something is seriously wrong.
Besides, I'm a free bird and I hate getting tied down to people.Plus,I am in love with Aforementioned Best friend.Did I mention that I'm not too pretty, socially autistic and an irreverent bookworm? I guess I didn't. Right now, I'm reading "When we Were Orphans" by Kazuo Ishiguro. Ishiguro is of Japanese descent (I think he was born in Nagasaki if I'm not mistaken and moved to England when he was five). I've read Never let me Go ,A Pale View of the Hills and Remains of the day. I refuse to say pseudo-intellectual things like the "narrative style is fluid". I'll save it for the innumerable essays, articles and term papers that I'll have to come up with, sooner or later.
Okay,so before I begin rambling again.Did I mention that best friend is hot?Did I also mention that I sound like Adrian Mole?(a nerdy loserish teenager for the uninitiated. A character created by Sue Townsend)
So best friend is like really really hot.I'm sure he'd NEVER want to go out with me. And yea, I regret it but then, I can always whine,can't I?
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