So I CAN finish something I start after all!!

I finished the 100 books project I started this year.. in 350 days to be precise!

Here is a list of what I'd read:
*Embarrassed about the HUGE amount of chick-lit on there*

1) The Perks Of Being A Wallflower- Stephen Chbosky
2) The Catcher In The Rye- J.D.Salinger.
3) The Picture Of Dorian Gray- Oscar Wilde
4) The Summer I Turned Pretty- Jenny Han
5) How Not To Be Popular- Jennifer Ziegler
6) A Wrinkle In Time- Madeleine L'Engle
7) A Sea Of Poppies- Amitav Ghosh
8) The Unwritten Rule- Elizabeth Scott
9) 31 Songs- Nick Hornby
10) The Street Lawyer- John Grisham
11) Fight Club- Chuck Palahniuk
12) Choke- Chuck Palahniuk
13) Dexter In The Dark- Jeff Lindsay
14) Dearly Devoted Dexter- Jeff Lindsay
15) Dexter Is Delicious- Jeff Lindsay
16) Dexter By Design- Jeff Lindsay
17) Darkly Dreaming Dexter- Jeff Lindsay
18) Anthem- Ayn Rand
19) The Earth, My Butt, And Other Big Round Things- Carolyn Mackler
20) Arousing Love- M.H. Strom
21) Matchmakers 2.0 -Debora Geary
22) The Kite Runner- Khaled Hosseini
23) It's Kind Of A Funny Story- Ned Vizzini
24) Gossip Girl- Cecily Von Ziegesar
25) You Know You Love Me- Cecily Von Ziegesar
26) Freefall- Mindi Scott
27) Battle For Bittora- Anuja Chauhan
28) Kkrishnaa's Konfessions- Smita Jain
29)What Happened To Goodbye- Sarah Dessen
30) Tales Of Beedle The Bard- J.K.Rowling.
31) Maus part 1- Art Spiegelman
32) Maus part 2- Art Spiegelman
33) I Too Had A Love Story- Ravinder singh(?)
34) Ghost World- Daniel Clowes
35) We Will Always Have Summer -Jenny Han
36) It's Not Summer Without You- Jenny Han
37) Gossip girl 3- Cecily Von Ziegesar
38) Gossip girl 5-Cecily Von Ziegesar
39) Gossip Girl 6-Cecily Von Ziegesar
40) Gossip Girl 7- Cecily Von Ziegesar
41) Gossip Girl 8-Cecily Von Ziegesar
42) Gossip girl 9- Ceccily Von Ziegesar
43) Gossip girl 13-Cecily Von Ziegesar
44) Dead Reckoning- Charlaine Harris
45) Crash Into Me- Albert Borris
46) Godspeed - The Kurt Cobain Graphic- Barnaby Legg, Jim McCarthy and Flameboy
47) The Music Room- Namita Devidayal
48) Persepolis- The story of a childhood- Marjane Satrapi
49) Persepolis- The story of the return- Marjane Satrapi
50) Disclosure- Michael Crichton
51) All And Nothing- Raksha Bharadia
52) Looking For Alaska- John Green
53) Theodore Boone- John Grisham
54) Lullaby- Chuck Palahniuk
55) Are you there Vodka? It's me Chelsea- Chelsea Handler
56) Chasing Harry Winston- Lauren Weisberger
57) Summer Sisters- Judy Blume
58) An Equal Music- Vikram Seth
59) The hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy- Douglas Adams
60) The restaurant at the end of the universe- Douglas Adams
61) Life, the universe and everything else- Douglas Adams
62) So long,and thanks for all the fish- Douglas Adams
63) Mostly harmless- Douglas Adams
64) The painter of signs- R.K.Narayan
65) The Bachelor of arts- R.K.Narayan
66) The world of Nagaraj- R.K.Narayan
67) Waiting for the Mahatma- R.K.Narayan
68) Harry Potter and the philosopher's stone- J.K.R.
69) A short history of nearly everything- Bill Bryson
70) The Stranger- Albert Camus
71) The village by the sea- Anita Desai
72) The bell jar- Sylvia Plath
73) Survivor- Chuck Palahniuk
74) Hello, Mallory! - Ann M Martin
75) Snuff- Chuck Palahniuk
76) Carrie- Stephen King
78) Insomnia- Stephen King
79) Firestarter- Stephen King
80) Bag of bones- Stephen King
81) Paper Towns- John Green
82) Welcome back,Stacey- Ann M.Martin
83) Will Grayson and Will Grayson- John Green
84) Keeping the moon- Sarah Dessen
85) Just listen- Sarah Dessen
86) Dreamland- Sarah Dessen
87) That summer- Sarah Dessen
88) The ineligible bachelors- Ruchita Misra
89) English, August- Upamanyu Chatterjee
90) The inscrutable Americans - Anurag Mathur
91) Harry Potter and the chamber of secrets- J.K.Rowling
92) Harry Potter and the prisoner of Azkaban- J.K.Rowling
93) Razor's edge- William Somerset Maugham
94) Best of Batman volume II- Various
95) Surely, you're joking Mr.Feynman- Richard Feynman
96) Mystery of the hidden house- Enid Blyton
97) Interview with the vampire- Anne Rice
98) India Is for Sale- Chitra Subramaniam
99) The metamorphosis and other short stories- Franz Kafka
100)  Ice boys in bell bottoms- Krishna Shastri Devulapalli

Why this kolaveri di?

For those of you who do not know what I'm talking about, here. It's a song. A fun song. A funny song. Or as the singer says "soup song". However, what it's not is a flop song. This is the first Indian song to receive 2 million hits in a week's time. Every ass on my list has been sharing the link of the song, updating their status yada-yada-yada...  I thought, okay, it's a nice song, mass-y but catchy. Then, every person in my vicinity (wherever it is that I happened to be, right from the bus stop to the bus to the class to the washroom uh, you get the drift) start singing the song. Hm.. I should admit, I started to get a little miffed. And, then, today, when I get home, the bloody news channels air a HALF hour program on the song, and show random people singing it, and butchering the song by telling everyone what each phrase means. This is what I hate about Telugu channels. Or any over exposure in the media.

When you dissect a song so much, you kill it. Don't try to give me the thaathparyam of everything. I'd like for some room to interpret things on my own. Don't force me into believing Lucy in the sky is an LSD song. Maybe, it really is, but for me it's entirely something else.

Another classic case of over exposure is the Airtel HFZ ad, suuuuure, it's nice, but do you have to air it so many bloody times?!

 I just attended a Beatles tribute gig.  'twas brilliant. Singing along to Yesterday, bobbing my head to here comes the sun and going all hyper when " I want to hold your hand" was being played. It was worth standing for hours wearing heels.

this week:
: )

We have had sudden holidays for about the last 12 days because of the Telangana agitation,
My schedule had been somewhat like this-
  • Wake up at 11.30
  • Waste time till 1
  • Online till 4
  • Waste time till 5
  • Online till 9
  • Watch masterchef&PLL
  • Online till 3 or 4 and sleep
Very productive, I know. The first 10 days I was absolutely delighted, and my Dad said (sorry, only those of you who know Telugu will understand this) "engineering student ani marchipoyi gali ki tirugutunnavu" :D
Indeed, I did. Forget that I am an engineering student, I mean. And thus, my idyllic existence continues. When I mentioned "online" I mean mostly, playing the Sims. I finally gave in and purchased the sims 3.

 You know when you're playing too much of the sims when you're sitting with your parents and watching t.v. and suddenly you imagine little "social +" signs floating in the air? O_O Yeah, that happened to me. Freaked me out a fair bit too. I didn't play  for the whole night. 

So, from yesterday, the two hour power-cuts have increased to FOUR hours and in a fit of boredom during one such power less hour, I, er, sort of over exercised by doing 70 sit-ups and random exercises that I remembered from idontknowwhere like a maniac and now I can't walk. -__- I really can't walk. I used up about half a bottle of muscle pain relief spray and still my legs feel like lead. HELP. 

Also, http://theviewspaper.co.uk/confessions-of-a-listmaniac-by-meenakshi-reddy-madhavan/, THIS, and i only find out after I google my self? (Yeah, well, I do that. :P) 

When I'm not blogging a bunch of topics come into my head and I type blog posts out too, but when  I actually open the post tab, all I come up with is this. -__- 
Oh, well. 

Don't you just love the process of writing? Your fingers going tap tap on the keyboard?  You can magically convey what's going on in your head. You can start revolutions. You can end wars. And the best thing is, you know it'll always be there. It's so therapeutic. It gives one a feeling that someone's actually listening, really hearing what you say. So, I decided to pass on a badge to some of the people who's blogs I love to read. It's my very own "You're awesome" badge.

 So, this goes out to (in no particular order)

           They are a group of 3 friends, who deserve every bit of this. Just a small recent example to show how awesome, recently, when one of them turned 20, she got a FUNERAL on her birthday to mark the end of her teenage years. SOBLOODYCOOLRIGHT? Right! Head over there and say hi to them nao! 

           Now, she is one excellent blogger, with some excellent posts and taste in music! : )
          I've been following her on blogger for quite a while and not only does she write well, she also photographs beautifully!

          While I may or may not agree with her views or Ayn Rand, there's no two ways about it. Her blog's cool!

         I do not know how I came across this blog. Wait, now that I think about it, I think it was from Meghana's profile. (Whose blog you should check out too. Great blogspots in there! ) This guy's writing is sarcastic, witty and just generally awesome.  
      Sardonic, pokingfunattelugupeople, sarcastic and just genuinely awesome posts are what you find in this guy's blog. Seriously. I wish I could write like that. 


That's over now. And btw, if you're reading this, you're awesome too. Feel free to pick up the badge for yourself. I'll be of now. Writing this post has somehow put me in a good mood. Kthanxbaaaaai! 




I think, screw it. I don't care. This doesn't really matter. All that envy of people who are doing things they like, of people having the time of their lives, well, my time will come too. Meanwhile, I should just make the most of what I have right now. Like for example, playing roller coaster tycoon incessantly and watching the big bang theory and living in those universes. You might say I'm just using these as a form of escape from real life, but what is real life anyway? What am I supposed to be doing instead of wasting my time on sitcoms and endless simulation games? Studying, might be an answer, but I don't really care for what I'm studying. I appear to be going through some sort of an existential crisis, because, even subconsciously, the little that I am reading is mostly existentialist literature. I just came to realize that while writing this post. Hm.



That was not really a practical joke but I've fallen in love with BBT. I'm late, but still I'm here. I can't wait to get people to play Rock, Paper,Scissors,Lizard,Spock (Once I get the hang of it, of course) While I've been wallowing in my own despair, my blog, meanwhile seems to have prospered and grown. More than 25 followers? 0.o

Welcome, you all! =)

While it seems, that my post will not be of any considerable use or amusement for any of you, it is only right that I should provide some sort of entertainment, therefore,  I highly recommend that you click on the following link and amuse yourselves thusly.


The true BAZINGA now!

P.S.  I promise I will psot a post worth posting the next time! 

What's in a Birthday?

I'm not joking, really, what's in a birthday? Why do we have to celebrate it? I'm not going to be an ass and say  "A birthday is but a step closer to death" like one teacher did, to us 8th graders, but still. I feel like strangling people when they are not excited about their birthdays. For some reason I'm more excited about other people's birthday's than my own. I like picking out gifts that match people's personalities, doing something unique for them, scribbling silly messages on greeting cards. Fun!

When it comes to my birthday however, it seems I've caught the blues. The birthday blues, if that's possible.

Gifts, new clothes, parties, wishes, these are all reasons to be excited, BUT I'm. Still. Not.

I can't believe it's almost a year since the day when the highlight of my birthday was seeing someone's post on my wall. I hope to god, that that isn't the case this time. 

 On an unrelated note, how do you deal with passive agression? How can you let out all those feelings that are brimming inside, threatening to spill over, but never do, and color your behaviour towards people negatively? 



It's all because of this humongous nosed bastard that I'M NOT GETTING TO SEE this. D: D: D:

I should have known it was too good to come true anyway. I mean, ME on a ship with thousands of books, that too international books at half price? D: D:



Oh, how you taunt me. Sitting there prettily, all by yourself. When I say all by yourself, I mean that you're intimidating. Scary. Mundastic. And full of problems. Yes, dear Engineering Mathematics Volume 2 by S.Chand.  GO BURN YOURSELF or something. Don't stare at me like that.


Math external scheduled for day-after. Obviously, I do not know anything. Okay, I am exaggerating. I don't know much. But, happily, this time, I don't have the continual panic attack that I'm under (or the usual exam fever. I really get fever before Math) right before any major Math exam. Maybe it's because I'm pretty sure that I'll pass somehow, or maybe it's because the rents expect me to do just that. They're quite fine with it, which, amusingly enough, makes me want to do well. Which is why I'm being glowered at by the textbook. I haz to do the laplaaace transforms (and about a zillion other things), but I'm okay with it. : ) At least for now.
I have a feeling my panic attack will be back tomorrow. Let's see. Laplaaace caals.

Meanwhile, go watch this:

"I get up in the morning
                                               to the beat of the drum.
                                               I get up to this feeling,
                                               keeps me on the run.
                                               I get up in the morning,

put my dreams away,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        I get up, i get up, i get up again."                                                                                 

                                               I <3 Ryan Gosling. 



I came across these cartoons a while back, the tambrahm ones, and they've helped me pass the time in quite a few boring classes, even though there were times when I was at risk of being sent out of the class for laughing too much or nearly exclaiming "STORY OF MY LIFE!!!" too loudly.  I always thought that there should be something for the Telugu Brahmins too, even though the tambrahm ones equally apply. Little did I know, there IS one! For all the Telugu's or as they shall henceforth be called, Gults. (Pronounced as gultI. Supposed to stand for Telugu pronounced backwards, but there's another meaning for it,which I do not want to tell on my blog. :P Go look it up)

Anyway, these rage comics are THE BEST. Like, the BESSTTT..  I'm going to share some of my favourites from both Gultrage and Tambrahmrage. If you can understand, have fun! Otherwise, have fun! = D

^The Corporate schools and colleges in the state give me the creeps. 

I want to add SOO TRUEE! as the caption for every comic. They're that accurate. And funny. And awesome.

I think I'm going to create a meme too. gultbapanrage.tumblr.com coming right up!

Along with The Timepass Batani Blog. xD

Stay tuned! 


I've wanted to do this for SO long and SO badly. Should've learnt my lesson long back. Never want anything this badly. I've no one to watch Harry Potter with. I wanted very much, to go with the people who've been on this journey with me ever since it started. Going to buy the books on the first day at 6 a.m., before even the bookstore opened. Playing Harry Potter character games for months on end at school. Discussing the plot obsessively. Discussing which poster of Harry Potter's to put up in our rooms equally obsessively. Randomly quizzing each other on obscure facts like Lockhart's favourite colour and the ghost of Hufflepuff and Dumbledore's full name and answering EVERYthing. I thought we'd all go together, to the movie, one last time. The very last time that we get to do something Harry Potter for the very first time. But it's not possible. They've gone on.  I felt so hurt. I almost cried. HARRY POTTER. It's one of the biggest defining things of the last decade of my life. But I can't watch it. I'm not going to. I thought I'd go alone. But I won't.

Instead I'm going to read the books again. From the first. I'm more than halfway through the second one.

Thank you J.K.R. for one of the best constants in my life. For Harry, for Hermione, for Ron, for Fred and George and the whole wonderful fantastic world of Harry Potter. Thanks for letting this muggle in.


Apathy. Indifference. Armageddon.

They bomb something and people get enraged.

"This is an attack not just on Mumbai, it's an attack on all of India. Wake up PM!"

"My city is bleeding WTF are you doing Manmohan and Sonia?"

"It's time for all this to stop"

"It seems Mumbai has become a soft target"

The news channels milk the story for all it's worth. Lots of  "Panel discussions" & "Exclusive coverage" and a week later, everyone forgets. Everyone.

So long, until the next bomb blasts and everyone emerges from their slumber, taking their high horses and being indignant and "unable to tolerate this sort of injustice."

Barkha Dutt on NDTV- "Most people are not familiar with the area, can you tell us how far apart the blast sites are? Why has Zaveri Bazar become a favourite target?" 

My favourite TV9 - Over 150 people injured!!! Oh noesss!! *plays the same 10 second shaky camera footage over and over again*

On the college group on Facebook-

" Girl 1- It's Kasab's birthday today.

Girl 2- dis is his bday gift eh :|

Girl 3- !!!happpy bday!!! kasab!! lol! :P yeah best gift! :D "

Terror attacks just happened, and people are posting statuses about good games and bad networks and the beautiful beautiful weather. I sit here and stare at the screen. I don't know what to think of this. On one level I'm apalled. And disgusted. And I'm kind of like them too. I GOT to know that these attacks happened through facebook, at around 7: 15. I rush into the living room, where the grandmother is watching her daily soap and blurt out "Bomb blasts in Mumbai again!! THREE!!" and I'm met with the response "Yeah. I saw on the news, when I switched to the TV9 during Ads. 15 people died" while still watching the soap engrossed. I didn't know what to do. So I went back to facebook, where someone posted the link to watch the live coverage of the attacks. Someone who lived in London. But I clicked on it, and watched it, being in India. Having access to about a gazillion local channels, and a 46 inch plasma t.v. in perfectly working condition, and I have to resort to this. 

And it is apparently NOT Ajmal Kasab's birthday today. It's the 13th of September, 1987 as per the Indian Govt records. And Wikipedia is not to be trusted. Damn you! WHO the hell would want to edit it and sensationalize news like this?

What is the world coming to?

What am I coming to?

Apathy. Indifference. Armageddon.

Wedding chronicles. Literally.

I typed all of this on my phone
—It’s my first time at a wedding of someone who im not related to. A neighbour’s. Didn’t know her name until I saw it on her wedding card. Didn’t know that, that bald uncle was her father until I saw him here, at the wedding. I’d lived in the same flat for over a year, and in the same building for over two years. And if I open my door, and the neighbour’s door is open, I can literally see everything that goes on in their house. But I still dunno anything about them. Except that there always seem to be hordes of guys in their house. One of whom is supposed to be my direct senior in college. The reception was supposed to start at 8. Arrived to find the groom in the middle of a photo op in the corner.”Hit” Telugu  songs playing in the background. Old and young aunties dressed in shades of gold invariably seated everywhere. Snagged a spot under the fan in the back. Spent some time ogling the groom, who, to my surprise was good-looking. Turns out HE used to live in their house too. And I don’t remember seeing him! : O
Also, they’re apparently related. The bride and the groom. He’s her uncle by relation. And yes, you CAN get married to uncles. But who the hell’d WANT to? Damn. The groom just went off. No sign of the bride yet. *15 minutes later, nothing eventful happens, except that I don’t get a single reply to the five messages that I’d sent to people saying “boooooored.. Sapp?” and spotting a wart the size of a small lemon on the back of a woman  in front of me.
*Bride and groom appear on stage*
The guy’s not good-looking. But the girl, who I actually had seen many times and never thought was exceptionally pretty, IS. Except for the noodly worm curly-haired wig she’s got on, that is.
We sat under a fan. But it’s also very close to the bajantri’s. I HATE bajantrilu. Yeah, I know they’re the wedding orchestra, play auspicious sounds.. Blah..blah..blah… But DAMN!  Did I tell you I hate them?
Goody! The reception’s underway. I hate receptions too. Something about waiting in line to go on stage to wish someone you barely know ‘a happy married life’ and then posing for the camera with a fake smile, thereby captured for eternity in the happy couple’s album, when you know and so do they that you’re not really important to them. Mum suggests we go on stage just as I’m typing this and when I pass om the offer, she doesn’t say anything much. I’m happy at first. Then I feel guilty. I’m being a bitch. Yes.
Aunt and Uncle argue about whether we ought to head towards the dinner area which is currently empty. I spot the senior neighbour guy. Ah. So, he’s not a figment of my imagination after all. I’m too stuck-up/shy to say hello. He lingers in my area along with the hordes of guys usually in my neighbour’s apartment, but I pretend as if I’m texting and stare into my phone the entire time. It’s not that I don’t want to acknowledge him. I just.. Can’t. It hits me all over again how socially inept I am. Especially when I realise that the neighbour in question, getting married has a brother, who, again,until today I thought was one guy who I used to see in the mornings, but it turns out that was her cousin, and her brother was the ‘hushaaaaaru* pilladu’ my mom was talking about a few days ago. My mom luuuuuuurves these husharu type people. Like, so much that I can’t even tell you how much. She wishes that I was at least a smidgen like them. A smidgen. That’s not too much to ask for, right?  Right. except that I’m not. Even though I want to. All this + the humongous crowd+the fact that I already ate some avakai** at home, resulted in my dinner being a jalebi, a gulab jamun and 4 glasses of mineral water, even though it actually looked quite yummy with fried aloo and all sorts of coloured fryums and basically fried everything.

After the ordeal that was dinner, we were heading out when another neighbour insisted that we say “bye” to the aunty (neighbour who’s getting married’s mom) And so we did. When I finally said Hi to the senior neighbour. I remember seeing HIM before. Only I’d always thought he was some 8th class kid. : / He asked me if my exams were over when I nodded and shook my head simultaneously and walked off.
Thanked my phone profusely and went to sleep after being yelled at by the mother when I asked her to give me something to eat after coming home.
*Husharu means active.
** Avakai is a type of mango pickle.

Life Lessons

1) A free book worth 95 rs gives me more pleasure than something that I'd bought for 395. Call me cheap, but yes, that's true. I'm ecstatic on seeing ANY book, but the awesomeness of free books? You wouldn't know. Unless of course, you're a book lunatic like me.
2) Expectations, they suck. I'm assuming a happy person is someone who doesn't have high expectations. Remember, I said expectations, not ambition.
3) People are strange, even when you're not a stranger.
4) Life's much better when you're doing something you love. If you're not doing something you love, then learn to love the something that you're doing. This came as a sort of an epiphany to me while I was reading a blog in which the person is SO happy to be doing CS, and I've been trying to "fall in love" with the C language, and computers in general. In fact, I have about 10 tabs explaining HTML open right now. Well, they've been open for two days, but the important fact is that they're there. If nothing else, I can at least learn to design cool blog layouts!
5) All writers are basically attention-seekers in some form or the other. That even includes pseudo-writer me. Just writing that makes me feel happy. Me and "writer" in the same sentence I mean.
6) I'm not a very orderly person. The fact that I'm continuously making lists, is it an indication that I'm becoming orderly, or is that I'm incapable of making all the above points into coherent paragraphs and posts? The latter, mostly, and it's pathetic.
7) Letting go of your inhibitions, isn't necessarily a bad thing. Or as scary as I thought it would be. A tad bit embarrassing, that's all.
8) The word "Posh" can be used in so many ways. It's just so....... posh. And it's my new favourite word. No, google chrome, that is NOT 'favorite'!

That was just a dream, just a dream.

"That's it? It's over?" her friends asked the woman. She couldn't blame them for being dis-believing when she said "yes"
How could she be this blase about something that almost took over her life for months? If she admitted the truth to herself, she wasn't as unaffected as she said she was. But there's only so much you can wallow in fantasies about something that you don't really know, except for what you'd built up in your head. A lot of time does that to you. Even more time makes you realize just how stupid and pointless it is, even though you always knew in your heart it was. But one day, one fine day, it will sink in, and all or most of that hope will go away, replacing that 'maybe' with 'whatever.' You realize that it never was what it was. They never are what they are. You never are what you are.

50 books in 5 months!

I'm a month ahead of schedule!

And only 3 books that I've re-read.




Because I want a shirt of that colour.

It sucks when you're not as important to a person as they are to you. But it happens. And you also learn to get over it.

Only one week left to go for the holidays to get over. I have a huge pile of holiday assignments waiting for me, but I'm not going to do them. Honestly? I don't care. 

I read a bit of Marjane Satrapi's Persepolis- The story of a childhood and it's good. Very good. So good in fact that I actually ordered the books from flipkart even though I downloaded the book. It's a memoir done in the graphic novel format detailing the author's childhood in Iran, growing up amidst the revolution. It's funny, it's tragic, it's wonderfully sketched. Read it.

I also read Maus by Art Spiegelman. It is also a graphic novel (yes! I'm currently obsessed with them!) "Maus... is brilliant. Just brilliant."(I'm quoting from the back cover of the book here)
 I've read a few stories about WW II and the Nazis and the Holocaust, but this is one book that moved the most. Actually it's in two parts. The artwork is also beautifully done. Maus is also a memoir of sorts.. the author tells us the story of the survival of his parents mainly by interviewing his father. Spiegelman is so honest in his portrayal of his father with all his grey shades, their troubled relationship that this book is very personal. He depicted the Jews as mice, Germans as cats and Americans as dogs and it it startles you to see these undergo the hardships and concentration camp experiences. It is the only comic book to ever win a Pulitzer prize. (yes! Pulitzer prize!) Read this too.


Wannabe writer. Is that all I'm ever going to be?


Ahm. So here I am again.

  •  I just downloaded free books from Amazon and one was very good, and the other, well, it just pissed me off. 
  • Amazon's AWESOME! Why don't we have something as good in India? :'( 
  • I'm kinda working. Yay! 
  • It's fun to be telling people that! :P 
  • Also takes mind off certain things. (that I haven't been dwelling on much recently, so YAY again!) 
  • Watching Thom Yorke dance is oddly fascinating. I've never seen any choreographed dance that resembles a dance that someone mentally disturbed would do. 
  • I watched Roman Holiday. Audrey Hepburn is fascinating too.
  • Zoo Tycoon and Roller Coaster Tycoon are the BEST.GAMES.EVER. 
  • I've finally narrowed down on my kindle accessories list. :D Can't wait to see it decked up. :P 
  • Also,expect an 'Ode To Kindle' post soon. :P 
  • I feel like college is over. For good. Regardless of the fact that I've still 3 and a half years of it left. 
  • Thatjustdepressedme. 
  • I'll go now. 
  • .-.

Random crap.

->It feels like I've been living in Zombie land for the past I dunno... few weeks. Everyday, I do nothing and life just passes me by. Too many thoughts. No thoughts at all. An overwhelming urge to write but nothing comes out at all. I feel like an impostor. So... empty. 

->I know that I'm privileged. I have got SO many opportunities and chances that millions of others haven't.

Why? Why me? 

-> Sometimes I'm scared I'm falling into apathy. We all know that that's no good. It would be ironic, really, considering the amount of contempt I have for people like that.

->I've recently read the Kite Runner. I'd watched the movie before, but the book is so disturbing man!!! It's one of the very few books that managed to disturb me this much. 

->I'm devoting this entire week to redecorating my room. I'm on the lookout for band posters and the like. Ideas anyone?

->>Stairway To Heaven is the most epic song, EVER.

->Why is it that my opinions change and perceptions shatter so easily? I mean, I thought Ayn Rand was awesome. I even downloaded all her books and started reading her books on philosophy and then... BAM! I read this and I'm almost like who's Ayn Rand? :/ Shouldn't I have more conviction in something that I believed in for years?

The same's the case with the Art Of Living. I'd attended their YES+ course for four days.. Later.. I saw some articles on the founder which alleged that he was a paedo and stuff and BAM! I started loathing the organization.. I couldn't get past this to look at the relief works that the AOL did.

When will I get over this? Will I ever?

->Why do we have crushes on people? Why? WHY??

Losing My Religion

This song means so much to me right now. I can't even express it properly. If you haven't listened to it, GO. Do it now.

Life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up

Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream



with 72% though. 


And, when I told her this. My mom literally jumped with joy. She was expecting me to have 2-3 backlogs kehte. Yes, really. 

I should have known, my mom's always been like this. She SHOCKED my tenth grade teacher by asking her if I would pass in the boards, and if I ever was, I was a good student back then.  Make that a very good student. My teacher later came and asked me "What all do you do at home Sadhana? I was very surprised to hear her ask that!" I "er"ed at her, and she left it at that.


Let me go partayyy now.

(No, I'm really going to shop for some stuff that my cousins in the U.S. want. Quite boring really.)

P.S. Sorry, for all the updates, I have to cure my itch to get back on Facebook by posting here. I'm not ready.  Yet.

…maybe it’s the time of year. Yes, and maybe it’s the time of man. And I don’t know who I am. But life is for learning. Joni Mitchell (Woodstock) 1970

"Have you lost your mind? Are you dead or are you blind?" I frequently ask people this out of context. I have two exams tomorrow and instead of studying for them, I started singing quite seriously for about an hour. I went on and on in a fake British accent the entire time N.S. and I were supposed to be studying Physics, today afternoon. Yes, I am quite random. And er, weird.

I de-activated my facebook account. Yes, I WILL be back on it, but I need a break. Facebook detox.
I've been saying that I did because "I felt like it", but quite frankly the reason is that I'm sick of stalking. No, no, I don't go about stalking random people and send fraandshipz requests to them. My stalking makes sense, I assure you. Albeit in a stalker-y kind of way. I'm also sick of seeing or feeling that other people's lives are better than mine. And wishing that I had something that someone has, or could do something that someone did. Facebook is the main source from which I get such information, so I decided I'm better off without it for now.

I've been listening to classic rock non-stop and generally feel like a hippie.  Not that I take hallucinogenic drugs OR wear bell bottom pants, but just in that you know, I've been thinking of stuff quite a bit (Peace and The "society" and all that) and it's the music too. It takes me somewhere else.... Music IS my drug. Really.

I know I sound like a bunch of other people from my generation who listen to this awesome music too, but I really, REALLY wish I were at Woodstock. I wish I could see all those grooveh bands live. The music that's coming out these days.... "Baby" and horror of horrors "Friday(Rebecca Black one)"


I want a gramophone. And vinyl record albums. : )

Day 18

Plans/Dreams/Goals you have. 

Plans: I want to graduate from engineering. Then, I'm thinking of taking up an M.A. in mass comm or journalism.

Dreams: I want to "live it up" in a metropolitan city on my own, working as a writer of some sort. I want to travel. I want to see the "real" India, I want to go to places and stay there long enough so that it's not just the touristy things I get to see. I want to see the world, I want to save the world. And I want to be happy. 

Also, I want to get through IAS ( Top ten), train to become an IFS, not forest, foreign service, and then become an ambassador to some country (?)

I guess I am a dreamer.

Goals: Um. See above. 

Day 17

Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why? 

I would like to switch lives for a day with.... anyone who's studying Mass Comm or Psychology or Eng. Lit or something like that. Because then, for at least ONE day, I'll study and enjoy studying, and LIVE.

Day 16

Your current relationship status. If single, discuss how single life is. 

Single. Single life is....... the only life I've known. It's good only ya! : P

I can't imagine my self being in a "relationship" as such. I'm too cyborg like for something like that. Or maybe not, but I can't know. (for the time being at least.) Relationships can be SUCH bitches, so I'm not very keen on being in one either.

Day 15

Put your ipod on shuffle. First 10 songs that play.

1) Behind the wall of sleep- Black Sabbath.
2)My Iron Lung- Radiohead.
3)You know you're right- Nirvana.
4)Incense- Blackstratblues.
5)Canto 34- Five Finger Death Punch.
6) 4 chords that made a million- Porcupine Tree.
7) Claire De Lune- Debussy.
8)Javeda Zindagi - Dunno who.
9)Loser- Beck.
10)Freak on a leash- Korn.

Day 14.

I'm back!

Sorry for the absence. I was going through an... er... ugly phase of life and I didn't want to torture you poor souls with crappier stuff from my side.


I'm hoping I'll stick to the posting THIS time around, at least.

A picture of you and your parents. 

Mommy's very pretty,no? :)


sorry for the sporadic posts in what was supposed to be a 30 day challenge, but, sadly, it's looking like it's going to be alot more than that. Hell, not looking like, it is going to be more than that. I'd post the next post, but, right now, I'm stuck in a seminar. It's  the inaugral ceremony for a fest we have in our college. It's supposed to be the 'biggest' fest and so I thought I'll do something fun and I decided to volunteer. Man. Was I wrong. I've had to wake up at 6 a.m. on a sunday and travel all the way to college and what did I do here? Nothing. you got that right. NOTHING. I've gotten so bored that I've literally been begging the co-ordi's for some work. Meh. Atleast the a.c. in thr seminar hall is good. And thank god for wi-fi!! Wouldn't have been able to survive without it. Speaking of surviving, I'm not sure I'll be able to much longer. I haven't had a THING to eat since 7 a.m. and yesterday's dinner was 2 puri's. I feel faint. Can't type anylonger. Most people would update their facebook status if they're stuck in a seminar, but it's too public for me and since not many people read my blog anyway, I decided to post here. Sorry followers(thevairyfewthatthereare) for this post! I feel faint. Bai.  

Some day.

 It's another one of those days. Those that I really, really hate. When nothing makes sense. When I don't see any point in anything. When I want to yell at everyone around just because I can. When I'm always torn between the mad desire to laugh OR cry uncontrollably and end up doing a bit of both. When I write such emo stuff in my blog that I look back on later and wonder, WTF?
When (some)people annoy me. (more than they usually do) Their mere presence makes me repulsed. The t.v. shows keep playing every day. My facebook updates keep changing everyday. The date keeps changing everyday. And I haven't really done  anything. When I notice how much I write in  brackets, ( or wait, is parantheses the right word? ) and wonder if it's correct. And which somehow irks me. ( but I still can't stop.)

You went to school,
But the teachers made you feel a fool
While the children played with joy
You're the one who were avoid

Some day you will find a better place to stay
You'll never need to feel this way again

Show a smile,
They'd like to have you in the members club
They'll buy you drinks and tell you lies
Paper umbrella with some ice.

No one cares,
About that fucking pretty face you have,
It means nothing much this life
So find the highest cliff and dive.

Some day you will find a better place to stay
You'll never need to feel this way again. 

 I'm off now. No. I'm  not going to commit suicide, don't worry. I have to find out if I'll have my happy ending. Oh, I also have to complete this 30 day blog challenge. :P

Day 13

Your views on drugs, alcohol and religion.

Drugs: Scary shit. Except of course, pot. Which I want to try once. NO. I'm not going to become a druggie OR a pothead. I just want to listen to comfortably numb when I'm stoned. Going to happen after I graduate. (I hope)

Alcohol:  Don't have a problem with it. Unless

a) you come near me reeking of alcohol
b) you barf out all the shots that you took, that you know you weren't supposed to, near or in front of me.
*runs away at the mention of barf*

*comes back after making sure there's no b*** in sight*

Also, you should know how to keep things in control, and when not to pressurize other people intro drinking. You drink, put on loads of calories, add to that beer belly that's already forming, fine. Don't be judgemental of other's who don't. Or overly cheerful about others who do.

'Limit' is the keyword here.

Religion: Ah. I should probably dedicate a whole post to this. The thing is, I'm confused.
I'm not a believer, I'm not an atheist. I'm not an agnostic either. Or maybe I am. Well, the question here is about religion, and up until a couple days back, Religion was a pet peeve of mine. All the things it makes people do, all the irrational stuff in it, it just drove me mad. Like, really, really mad. It turns out there are some things I can worked up about. Who knew?

Anyway, I had a conversation with a friend which made me realize that I do not know enough about any religion to dismiss it as complete B.S. Nobody can, according to what she was telling, but still, it got me thinking, and er.. I don't have a point to make here. I'm terribly confused.


Day 12

Your favourite season and why.

Spring! Although I'm not really sure if such a season exists in India, at least, in Hyderabad. It seems like either it's HOT or not that hot. The past year it was surprisingly (in a good way) kinda cold. Wait. I got off topic..

So, I like the time when summer's beginning to fade and rainy's not set in just yet. The days are pleasant and you actually feel like getting your butt out there and doing something outdoorsy. THAT season.

Day 11

Your Zodiac sign and if you think it fits your personality.

I'm a Leo.

Here's what the internet says about Leo's:

Leo Traits

Generous and warmhearted.
Creative and enthusiastic
Broad-minded and expansive
Faithful and loving

On the dark side....

Pompous and patronizing
Bossy and interfering
Dogmatic and intolerant

Hm.. Interesting.  I am NOT expansive, and I'm not too sure about the "loving" part either. Also, I'm not bossy or intolerant or interfering. The others..... I'd have to say I slightly agree. (About both the positives and the negatives)

But. The bottom line is, EVERY website I've been to claims that Leo's are outgoing? Outgoing! Hello? Last word anyone'd choose to describe me. So I'm not really sure on what to think about all these. Bleh.

P.S. I found out that I share my birthday with Ogden Nash and Cocoa Chanel. xD

A Caution To Everybody

Consider the Auk;
Becoming extinct because he forgot how to fly, and could only walk.
Consider man, who may well become extinct
Because he forgot how to walk and learned how to fly before he thinked.

Ogden Nash.

Day 10

Songs you listen to when you're Happy, Sad, Mad, Hyper or Bored.

Erm. I don't have particular songs for all the above categories. I keep going through "song phases", so irrespective of whether I'm sad or mad, I'll listen to the songs I'm listening to at that time.

But, I do certain songs for when I'm in/want to be in a zen state, or songs that get me worked up and energized.

"Calming songs"

1) Going To California- Led Zeppelin.
2)Perfect Day- The Velvet Underground
3)Mad World- Gary Jules
4)Echoes-part1- Pink Floyd
5)The End- The Doors.
6) No Surprises- Radiohead.
7) Creep- Radiohead.
8) Quequ'un M'a Dit- Carla Bruni
9)Yesterday- The Beatles
10) The Rain Song- Led Zeppelin
11) Asleep- The Smiths

"Energizing songs"
1) 2nd Stage- Kids Alive
2) Death Blooms- Mudvayne
3) Zetsubou Billy- Maximum The Hormone
4) Omerta- Lamb Of God.
5) What doesn't kill me makes me stronger- Ektomorf
6) Stupefy-Disturbed.
7) Blackwater Park- Opeth
8) I Love Rock n' Roll- Joan Jett.
9) Children Of The Grave- Black Sabbath.
10) Spit it out- Slipknot.
11)Sinner- Drowning Pool.

Feel good songs.

1) There is a light that never goes out- The Smiths
2) This is the life- Amy Macdonald.
3) Sweet child O' mine- G n R
4) Losing My Religion- R.E.M.
5) Here Comes Your Man- The Pixies.
6) Hyacinth House- The Doors.
7) By The Way- R.H.C.P.
8)Vermillion- Slipknot
9)I'll be your mirror- Nico & The Velvet Underground.
10)The Man Who Sold The World- Nirvana.
11) Take Away My Pain- Dream Theater.

Day 09

Something you're proud of in the past few days:

Erm... Nothing comes to the mind. If the question was something you're NOT proud of in the past few days, then I'd say that I'm not AT ALL proud of the review I gave in a meeting of Vox Populi (Literary/thinker's/oratory club). I'd stayed up till 2 a.m. writing the damn review, and I went up on to the stage and panicked. P.A.N.I.C.K.E.D. I kept forgetting what I had to say, there were a lot of " uh.. um. so. and.," and I failed to make eye contact with people, and people told me it was more like a school elocution than a review and that I was speaking so fast that not a soul could understand what I was saying.

Awesome. Just freakin' awesome.

And uh.. coming to the original question, I'd say that I'm proud of listening to one ENTIRE C class. For the FIRST time since college started. Which is, let's see, it's been 4 months since college started and there're 5 classes of C&DS in every week, so in approximately 70 or so classes, this was the very first time. : O
I understood what she taught too. :O (Also, for the first time ever) 

Day 08

Short term goals for this month and why:

Read more. Finish at least one Symbi text . Study more. ( Okay, who am I kidding? I don't think I can EVER study more. Not that I study a lot. I mean to say that I can't put in more than the minimal effort I put in, and get more marks than the dismal marks that I do.)

Read more, because of the HBP, and also to.. wait? Why am I explaining why I need to READ more. Everyone has to.

I have to finish a Symbi text because

a) They're awesome


c) See above.

Day 07

A picture of something/someone that has the biggest impact on you.

We all know I'm a nincompoop at making decisions right? Right.

So, here's a collage. Of the things AND people that make the biggest impact on me.

P.S. To those of you who have been cribbing about not being mentioned enough in my blog ( you know who you are) as opposed to a certain someone, here's to you. : D

Day 06

Your favourite superhero and why:

Captain Planet.

Do I really need to explain? The dude used his powers to help save the environment!! (And this was back when being environmental friendly wasn't the  "in" thing too. : P)

Day 05

A picture of somewhere you've been to:

I haven't actually been to that place, but it's a picture of a view from a bridge I regularly crossed to go to Guntur. And that is the river Krishna.

Okay, you won't admit that as a photo of the place I've been to? Fine.

^Tirupati. Happy? 

Day 04

A habit that you wish you didn't have:

I'm a giveuper. Yes, I am aware that such a term does not exist. However, it does not change the fact that I am one. I try something, and if it doesn't come to me easily (which, nothing, usually, does) I get frustrated and give up.

Day 03

A picture of you and your friends:

 I realized that I don't have ANY pics of the five of us together  :O

So, considering that I'm already late with this post, my sincerest apologies, here's one:

Pic from the NIE funfest 2006. We were participating in the Fun Carnival/parade event (and won!) Me as the Wicked Witch, Kt as a vampire, Ap as a faceless ghost, and Pj as the poor muggle who we did our evil magic on. Tee-hee. There was quite an elaborate plot for the parade (any guesses as to which twisted mind came up with it? :P)

N.S. is missing in the pic :(

Day 02

The meaning behind your blog name.

It's really evident if you just look at it. There's no hidden meaning, I swear. :P

Day 01

Day 01- A recent picture if you and 15 interesting facts about yourself. 

Yeah. So I apparently look like a psycho in that pic, but it's the only recent one I've got. 

Coming to the facts, I wouldn't say they are interesting, because I don't know if *I* am, but some 15 facts about my self. 

1) I LOVE chips. Any kind, any time. Give me a bag of chips+t.v. or chips+a book and I'm set for life. Or however long the chips and t.v. or book lasts ;)

2) I hate condescending snobs. Considering I may just be one of those (a smidgen), it's really ironic. 

3) I'm very indecisive. I can't make up my mind. I can't even decide on favourites. 

4) I've never been in love. Only came close to unrequited MAJOR like. 

5) I can imitate people really well. 

6) I'm very,very sarcastic. I've often used my rash tongue and regretted it later. 

7) I'm addicted to mind-less relationship dramas like The O.C.

8) I want to become a published writer.

9) I HATE PIGEONS. They should all just DIE. 

10) One of my favourite things to do is yell(sing) my lungs out while no one's at home. 

11) I have an obsessive compulsion to know the ending. To find out if everything was all right or not. 

12) I majorlike  :P 

13) I like keeping up with latest technological gadgets. 

14) I have like, *counts*, eight blogs. 

15) I, er, find it difficult to make friends. (Feels loserly. :/ )


So, I've wanted to do this 30-day blog challenge for a LONG time, and I believe that the time is finally here. I'm going to start second sem (which, I decided would be awesome irrespective of how bad it is. Um, that did not make sense, but wtv.)

Here's the breakdown: 

Day 01 - A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself.
Day 02 - The meaning behind your blog name.
Day 03 - A picture of you and your friends.
Day 04 - A habit that you wish you didn't have?
Day 05 - A picture of somewhere you’ve been to.
Day 06 - Favorite super hero and why?
Day 07 - A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you.
Day 08 - Short term goals for this month and why?
Day 09 - Something you’re proud of in the past few days.
Day 10 - Songs you listen to when you are Happy, Sad, Bored, Hyped, Mad.
Day 11 - Your zodiac sign and if you think it fits your personality.
Day 12 - Your favorite season and why.
Day 13 - Your views on drugs, alcohol and religion.
Day 14 - A picture of you and your family.
Day 15 - Put your iPod on shuffle: First 10 songs that play?
Day 16 - Your current relationship, if single discuss how single life is.
Day 17 - Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why?
Day 18 - Plans/dreams/goals you have?
Day 19 - Your earliest memory.
Day 20 - Someone you see yourself marrying/being with in the future?
Day 21 - Bullet your whole day.
Day 22 - What makes you different from everyone else?
Day 23 - Something you crave for a lot?
Day 24 - A letter to your parents?
Day 25- What I would find in your bag?
Day 26 - A favorite picture of your best friend
Day 27 - What kind of person attracts you?
Day 28 - A picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then?
Day 29 - Discuss your first love.
Day 30 - a picture of yourself this day and 5 good things that happened since you started the challenge

Externals. *gulp*

Yes, yes, I'm blogging about exams again. But what do I do? It seems as if that's all I'm doing these days. Writing exams I mean. We have 3 theory internals in a semester of 4 months. 2 Lab internals. And then right after the 3rd theory internal we have lab externals and immediately after lab externals. :O right? Right!

I have my beloved Physics external tomorrow. There are about 6 chapters that I need to study and I'm only done partially with about 2. : / I don't know how I'm going to write tomorrow. I've been watching HIMYM instead of studying. I don't even feel tensed right now. I'm a freak. : \

That's all.


Today's the day.

No, there's nothing special about today. I mean, there's no "attached importance" as such, but, yeah, today IS special. I feel happy. Today is one of those rare days that I love life, that I feel glad to be alive. And like Charlie (from The Perks Of Being A Wallflower) does, I want to record how I feel today, so that when those shitty days and weeks where everything is wrong, and I don't see any purpose of my life, and viva externals tell me on my face that they flunked me and people ignore me, I know there are days like this too. Days that almost, almost make up for having to have to go through all that shit again. I feel infinite today. Like anything is possible. And I know that it IS.

The Perks Of Being A Wallflower is one my favourite books. I've decided. I usually have a very hard time or find it impossible to pick favourites. Especially when it comes to books or music. The music part, I still can't make up my mind, but when it comes to books. Yeah. TPBW is definitely one. A Suitable Boy's another, if you'd like to know. 

My cousin's been really excited about the 100 books project and said she'd like to start it too, and asked me to make a list. So I am. I'm selecting books from those 100 books you must read before you die lists by BBC, The Telegraph, TIME and all, but they mostly have the same classics. Bleh.

Don't get me wrong. Classics are GREAT. But I would love to read highly rated modern books too. Any recommendations? (Especially by Indian authors. New or old)

I'm eating a watermelon, listening to Going To California and sitting in my room, procrastinating (and not feeling guilty about it) Ahh.. Summer's here dahlings! Go lather on some sunscreen that you find. :P

And for the first time, I don't feel like signing off by saying that my post was pathetic. Because I don't really think it is. WOW. Special day huh?

P.S. Charlie reference again- Listen to the "Asleep" by The Smiths. That's all. Bai! : )

Hey You- 2!

Since I mentioned about people who made an impact on our lives. I want to thank these people, for, you know existing/ having existed. I don't know them, and even if I do, I may have crossed their mind for about a milli second or so, but even then. Here's to them.


 I want to tell you how honoured I am that I'm your grand-daughter and show you all that I've written and I would have probably written more and better if you were here. I also feel kind of happy and guilty when people compare me to you. Happy because well, obviously that's a high praise. And guilty, because I've done nothing to deserve that. I promise that one day I will live up to your name and treasure all the books of yours that have been passed down to me.

                         -Your only grand-daughter who was unlucky enough not to have known you.


You're simply awesome. I look up to you. I wish I had the courage to quit engineering and pursue what I want, like you did. And the causes you believe in and the things you write? Amazing. I also stalk your facebook page every once in a while, only because you post links to such awesome stuff I never would've heard of otherwise. I hope you come back to India, and do something for this country we both love in the same way. Good luck with A.A. (Yes, yes, stalking told me all about her too.)

                        -The girl who once commented on your blog.


You're awesome too. My stalker-ish tendencies started with your profiles, I believe. You are like GOD man, really. Thank you for the bands, for the inspiration, for saving from killing my self due to stress and boredom during boards and eamcet. You sing awesomely too. \m/
I hope I run into you someday.

                      -A fan. Literally.


I don't want to THANK you. Not really. Just want to say. TALK TO ME DAMMIT.

                        -Someone who mustn't have crossed your mind for more than a second.


Thanks for being such an awesome author. I know most people must dismiss your books as fluff, but I've enjoyed thoroughly each and every one of them I've read during the last two years. I'm sorry that I've downloaded them but I promise I'll give you your deserved royalties once I start earning.

Annnnd, more later, like always.

Hey You!

No, not you obviously. I'm talking about the people who make an impact on our lives. And know nothing, NOTHING about it! It may be a crush, or someone you admire or deeply hate, but we all have that one person or persons who affects our life in such a big way and doesn't know anything about it.

If, for example, it's a crush, just a "Hi" would make your day, would it not? And you would go pester your poor, crap-bearing friends about it. What was that single "Hi" to the other person? NOTHING. Funny, eh? That's the way life works, I 'spose. No one said it was fair. 

If I affect someone's life in any which way, ( which I don't think I do) I want them to come and tell me, "hey! you're making me miserable"  Orr.. we should be able to know somehow what actions of ours affect whom and how.  I'm not making sense. But then, I don't, most of the time. 

So that was my rant. 

Coming to other things. I have my first external tomorrow ( I always seem to write about exams here, don't I?) and that's all I'm going to say about THAT for now. 

Also, I finished reading The Catcher In The Rye today, and...... 

I didn't understand it very much. 

*cough* *cough* 

I feel dumb when that happens. And it happens quite sometimes. 

Question for you.

Is it "liking" someone if you want to be BFF's with them?

-Don't get any ideas. Research for a story.  =P


Did I tell you I think this year's going to be AWESOME? No? Well,  it is. I can feel it. So, I'm starting this 100 books project today, and it's all thanks to these guys    -- > Fuzzy, BWC and Lucid. < --
I've started a new blog for it because I didn't want to inundate this one with the pics of books I read. Please take a look. :) 
           It's the day of judgment today. The SKC report on Telangana is finally out. I don't know if I ever mentioned it, but I live, literally a stone's throw away from the epicenter of the agitation, and so, earlier today when the report was just out, my Dad suddenly asked me "Want to see what's happening live?"  "YEAH!!"
         So we went. Sadly they didn't let us go near O.U., but I saw the barricade of R.AF. officer's and almost 9 of their vans! I wonder what the city will be like tonight and tomorrow (Heck, I don't care about tomorrow, except maybe if it's a bandh, I just don't want anything to happen tonight. I MIGHT go to a Karaoke night with my cousins! :D )

        I don't know what's happening with me of late, I'm sleeping very early and DEEPLY and a LOT. I was an insomniac once. :S

Today morning when I woke up, it was like I was hungover or something, I woke up with a head-ache, and I apparently woke up earlier, roamed around and spoke to my Dad (I don't remember doing anything at ALL) :O

I also "rang-in" the new year by being in deep sleep ( I *think* I kinda yelled at someone who called me to wish. : | )

 Also, I didn't even post ONCE about college which is very surprising, because college takes up most of my life ( We sometimes have it even on Sundays! )

I will always remember 2010 for

1) Sharath coaching classes. BEST time ever. Even though I was supposed to be studying for eamcet then, Kt and I, we used to go there EVERY day from 6 to 12, but we hardly studied anything! The things we did there, my-my! We still keep laughing about it!

2) 4 months of holidays- I DON'T KNOW WHAT I DID IN ALL THAT TIME!! I don't remember watching many movies, or reading many books or going out or anything!! Bizarre!

3) Starting college- Engineering- the time of your life that is supposed to be THE best, but so far it has mostly been a hate-don't mind it much phases thing for me.

4) I also decided in this year that I *have* to get sloshed and stoned at least once in my life. ( I hope to finish the sloshed part in 2011 :D )

Also, my blog's becoming crappier and crappier by the post. HELP PLISS?

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