Happy blog birthday to me,
happy blog birthday to me,
happy blooog birthday to meee,
happy blog birthday to me!

*Gifts everyone who's here imaginary Belgian chocolates*

(Well, I'm 2 days late, I know. )

Flat No. 402 at V.Vihar.

I live in an apartment in which 7 of the 15 flats are owned by my relatives. Two of whom are my aunts (Dad's sisters)


  • The FOOOOOD. Whenever anyone makes anything naice, I get to eat it. :D Awesome no? 
  •  I get the latest scoop on what's going with the fam., and I can dodge my Mum's accusations that I live in a parallel universe all the time by quoting at her these scoops. 
  • Anyone who comes to Hyderabad visits my house as there are already so many people living in this building. It's like one of those "must-visit" places when you go to some city or something.
  • My Grandmom comes to stay and stays for a long time too. :) ( Okay, she would've, regardless of wherever we lived, but still. ) 
  • I also have access to a Veena, guitar, keyboard and i-pad (well, I can look at it) :P. 


  •    This is ironic, but yeah the fooood.  Sometimes, I'm pestered to eat, eat and EAT even when I'm  not remotely hungry. -_-
  • Some conversations go like this- 
           Cousin no !# from the U.S. who I hadn't spoken to in a long time- So. I hear you went out with            
            friends. Where did you go? 
           Me- Huh? Wth? How do you know? 
          Cousin- My mother in law saw you and your friends go out and she told me. You left your hair open or  
           something no? 
          Me- Uh. Yeah. :/ 

If you couldn't guess her MIL is one of the relatives who lives in my building. 

  • You know I told you about all those relatives who come by? Well, it might not be such a good thing after all. You know how you like to lounge around in your oldest pj's and holey shirts at 2 p.m. in the summer hols when you have nothing to do? Right? Riiiight? Wrong. I mean, I can't. My mom won't let me "in case any one comes home" and the two times I WAS wearing such stuff, people came home and it was really really embarrassing and I had to go and hide in my room. 
  • I love hanging out in my balcony, just observing the world pass by and being cut-off from the house.  Once, I was being all reflective, I put my chin on the balcony railing and I was staring at the skyline and all when I hear voices. "Sadhana! Sadhana!" I was puzzled and I looked into my room when it was apparently from above. Yes, from my aunt's flat. She was standing there above me, beaming,               " What are you doing all alone? Come up!" I had nothing to do anyway, so I went. And I was just telling her about college when she sits me down and hands me a glass to paint on.                               "Do this glass painting" she said after giving me the design and showing me how to use the glass colors and left. :| And I sat there for 3 hours and really did the painting! ( Okay, well this might not be such a bad thing, but hey! did you see how I can't reflect also? :P) 
  • My other grandmom and aunt and cousins don't come here much. At all. 
  • Suppose, suppose, my parents left me on my own with my friends and went of town. Can we sneak out/have a craaazy party? NO. : (                                                                                                           ( Not that they'd ever do that, but you gotta have hope right? : P )

Painting which I did. Nice only no? : D

I just started Engineering. I find my self longing for my inter days, when everything was familiar, so much nicer. I remember that in Inter I used to long for my school days which were so carefree, so uncomplicated. Is this what life is all about? Longing for the future, and when you actually get to the future, you wish to get back to the days when you just dreamt about what would happen and not actually be living in it? Is life just a series of big disappointments? I always hate my present and love the future and the past, and when I get to the future, I find my self loving the past (Which I hated then.) Right now.. College is fine, but it's not great. There's nothing to look forward to. No new crushes. Nothing! There's no excitement, or new-ness in my life. it feels kinda like I'm back in school, only without some of the people that made school what it was for me.  
But still, inspite of all this, it's like there's a vacuum. Or something. I'm not a very happy person y'know?

Will there be any point in my life that I'm actually satisfied with how my life is?


"And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad.
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had.
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take." - Mad World.


Let it go
Daisy, Let it go
Open up your fist
This fallen world
Doesn't hold your interest
It doesn't hold your soul
Daisy, let it go

Pain, give yourself a name
Call yourself contrition
Avarice of blame
Giving isn't easy
Neither is the rain
When she gives herself away

Daisy, why another day?
Why another sunrise
Who will take the blame
For all redemptive motion
And every rainy day
When he gives himself away

Somehow this song has been consuming my life for the past 2 days. Only song I like right now. I can't describe how I feel when I hear this song. Amazing. 

New beginnings.

It's finally official. SNIST it is. The college where I'm joining I mean. The orientation was today and I couldn't attend it because my admission hadn't been conformed until the evening. After waiting in the office and then running around to the bank, home, office, home, office, bank again allll day, I'm bloody tired right now.

        The orientation is apparently for three days, tomorrow and day-after being "personality development" sessions. N.S. doesn't want to attend, but I think I'm in some dire need of personality development. Earlier, I wanted to have as much fun as possible. I wanted a "cool-crowd" whom I could hang out with. But now, after my Dad has had to pay such an obscene amount of money to just enroll me in the college ( on account of me not being meritorious enough) , now, all I want to do is get good grades. I never thought I'd say this, but here I am saying I want to study. And engineering that too. Hence personality development workshop it is for me!

   Also, as I mentioned earlier, I wanted not to be socially fucked up anymore. I thought I'd talk to people more and stuff, so this may as well help. But I've regained my confidence due to my " Rendezvous with strangers" : D

So.. I think I'm ready for college and whatever it has to offer ( Well, I think. ) I asked N.S. ( We're going to be in the same college! Yay! ) to give me a kick whenever I lose interest in studying, and I'm sincerely hoping she lives up to her promise. Kt and Ap ( who are in the same college) also had their orientation today, and it was just so, SO weird to think that we're all "Engineering students" now. It somehow just doesn't feel like it ( Though what being an engineering student feels like, don't ask me! ) So no more " Oh-my-parents-are-making-me-study-science-so-i-dont-do-well" crap from me. Also, I think I'll start a new blog to write only about college later. : )

That's all folks! Off to college tomorrow!

P.S. - In the morning, I dropped by my grandparents' house. So I told my Ammamma ( maternal grandma) that I had college form tomorrow. She consulted her star charts and calendars and even called up a couple of purohits and expressly forbade me from going! ' It's not a good time' she insisted. Apparently I should have gone before 10 a.m. today, or I can go after 11. a.m. tomorrow. I can't go the day-after because it's the day before Amavasya and I can't go after that because it IS Amavasya. And if I go on Saturday, Sunday will be a holiday so there'll be a 'dvitiya vigham' so finally she arrived at the solution that I should attend the college from next week.

These grownups I tell ya!


Rendezvous with strangers


I think I have a problem. A very serious reading problem. Oh, all right, continue rolling you eyes and laughing or whatever it is that you're doing on treading those lines. But IT'S TRUE! I can't not finish a book once I've started reading it! I don't know if I was always like this, or if it happened gradually but this came to my attention when recently, I finished reading Vikram Seth's A Suitable Boy ( A massive novel of about 1400 pages) in three days! I read non-stop for 10 and a half hours in one day to finish it. I was zombied out for the rest of the day, but I thought that I read it like that only because the novel was so awesome! ( maybe a post on that later)

   Yesterday, a book that I ordered from flipkart.com ( Really nice service. You should try it out)  Keep Off The Grass arrived at about 6.20 and I was done reading it by 9.45! I looked at the time and I thought WTH?! and that's when I realized about this little reading problem of mine.
      Well, I don't consider it to much of a problem (except for my eyes which feel like they'll drop out of my sockets any time) but I think maybe I should spend a little more time on the books. It's like I have this weird compulsion to know how the book ends, what the characters will do and I can't really rest until I know that. And because of this I read stuff very fast ( Or maybe my reading speed is like that) and I tend to forget little details in the book a few days later and they don't completely sink in unless I read the books for a second time. ( And because of this I have to suffer my friends' unjust accusations that I do not read properly and just skim through. -_- )

  Anyway, I'm looking forward to reading from the kindle which I'll probably get in December. Here's the story behind it. I've been obsessing about buying an e-book reader since 4 months and I even spent 6-7 hours researching about various e-book readers and stuff and I finally zeroed down on Amazon Kindle 3. It's something I can actually afford to buy unlike the i-pad (which is AWESOME btw) I thought I'll ask a cousin of mine who's coming to India in December to buy it in the U.S. for me and I could pay her when she came here. Then one day I'm online, chatting with her and she asks me if I want the kindle! I was pleasantly shocked and I told her how I wanted to ask her to buy it for me and she said she had some coupons and nothing to buy from Amazon anyway. I was/am embarrassed because a kindle after all is no small thing , and she's not even earning but what the hell. I GET A KINDLE! : D

And I also decided I'll stop telling you how worthless my every post is. You already know that don't you?

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