I think...

* Deepika Padukone and Ranbir Kapoor make the cutest Bollywood couple.
* Local trains are a boon to the commuters of Bombay city.
* I'm really lucky to have a relative just 10 minutes away from my place of work.
* Black is beautiful and will never go out of fashion.
* Flirting is good for health.
* Television is where I want to be. Or then maybe Corporate Communication. Let's see.
* Planning weekend escapades with your boyfriend is great fun.
* Kids can make me smile. Anytime, anywhere.
* Rains genuinely are very romantic.
* Flan is better than mousse, souffle or cheese-cake.
* 'Star' is my favourite shape.
* Chocolate massages must come complimentary with every gym membership.
* My i-pod is pretty important to me afterall.
* Family comes first. Always. This one I'm sure of.
* God is great. And he is miraculously forever with you. Just look a little harder.

Weaving dreams...

After all those horrid website making sessions that I went through using Dreamweaver, I realised the only part that I liked about the whole thing was the name of the software.. DREAMWEAVER! I like it.. Nice name.. :-)

I love weaving dreams in real life too.. Sounds a little paradoxical no.. I know.. I mean it may really not make sense to the others.. Why would they actually be bothered about what makes me happy or when I think I have achieved something... It's good if they do, but it's not a neccesity, you know what I mean?

Meeting my all time heartthrob Rahul Dravid, being in the profession I chose to be in, dating someone who I've patiently waited for, interning where I've always wanted to.. I so love it! But this is only the optimistic side of it.. Following the two-sided coin, there's always the other end full of trying, crying, slogging, waiting, calling, convincing, believing and basically keeping the faith, without which nothing you ever truly want will come to you..

Just to elaborate on one of them.. It may be like a fascination similar to that of a kid in a candy shop, being all awe-struck and overwhelmed by what you have right now.. It does seem very daily soapish and serial like.. But what to do.. Ever since I've held that TV remote and sat watching the ever popular 'K' serials, I've always wondered what it would be like to be a part of that world.. What's it like to put on tonnes of make-up, wear garish and gaudy costumes, don sparkling and shining jewellery, all the special editing effects, memorising lines and dubbing for them, who writes these deadly dialogues, scripts the scenes and makes drama, make that melodrama, a part of everyones life..

And there's no thrill like seeing all of it happening right in front of your eyes.. Where every question you ever had would be answered just by keen observation or a little noseiness and high curiosity levels and bugging your Creative Head a bit.. It's a roller- coaster ride and I'm loving it to the fullest.. It's tough, but it's so worth it!

As usual, life will go on, but it's these rare 'sweet n spice' moments in life, that'll always chart your course..! So unless and untill I find the right elements and proportions to weave my next dream.. Sayonara! :-)

What's the QUESTION?

Have you ever been awe-struck? By quality, charm or precision?

Do you call fortune the optimist's belief or the pessimist's luck?

Have you been part of something larger than life that makes you feel worthwhile and gives you immense satisfaction?

Twisted illusion or harsh reality? Immortality or eternity?

Does work make you happy? Or you'd like to just get done with it?

Pizza Hut, Manish Malhotra and The Hyatt or food, clothing and shelter?

Have you ever kissed the sunshine and ridden the wave both at once?

Do you belong to the section that lives to party or the category that takes work so seriously that they'd probably have a nervous breakdown by the age of 21?

Is it that beautiful flower or the colourful butterfly that distracts you?

Do you just do something because you can, you have to or you want to?

Prisms, crystals and diamonds or alkali, test tubes and chemical formulae?

Chrome yellow, cherry red, sea green or aqua blue?

Pencils, erasers and crayons or Adobe photoshop, Quark express and Dreamweaver?

Mahatma Gandhi, Shaheed Bhagat Singh and Chatrapati Shivaji Maharaj or Barkha Dutt, Chetan Bhagat, Mom and Dad?

Goa, rave and madness or blogs, wikis and conventions?

And last but not the least... (Thanks to my dearest friends)
What's your name Mansi and do you count sheep in your sleep Jo? :-)

Wondering why I've posted this piece and you're reading it too? Keep thinking...

Have you ever thought about an oyster? What comes to your mind? Sea, pearl, shell?

There was once an oyster whose story I tell,

Who found that some sand had got into it's shell.

It was only a grain but it gave him great pain,

For oysters have feelings although they're so plain.

Now, did he berate the harsh workings of fate,

That had brought him to such a deplorable state?

Did he curse at the government, cry for election,

And claim that the sea should have given him protection?

No- he said to himself as he lay on a shell,

Since I cannot remove it, I shall try and improve it.

Now the years have rolled around, as the years always do,

And he comes to his ultimate, destiny-stew.

And the small grain of sand that had bothered him so,

Was a beautiful pearl all richly aglow.

Now the tale has a moral; for isn't it grand,

What an oyster can do with a morsel of sand?

What couldn't we do if we'd only begin,

With some of the things that get under our skin.

Hmmm... We all need that little boost at regular intervals to get back on track, don't we? To be reminded at times that you are completely capable of doing things... That you'll do just fine in life... That you're free to be what you want to be.. That you're beautiful...

I've been reading... Quite a lot actually... And the spectrum is so wide, that it leaves me pretty amazed and not to forget, perplexed...So many thoughts, so many opinions, my God! And people brimming with soooo much talent and creativity that you wonder what you're even doing amongst them...

Those are my 'chocolate moments' you know... When I'm just too stressed, worked up, tensed, angry, irritated... You get the mood I'm talking about right... Chocolate induces happiness they say... And I am an extremely loyal believer of it... Cause it always manages to get back that smile on my face... But then it's not any chocolate you know... I absolutely love the usual Twix, Mars, Bounty, Five star crunchy and the original Dairy milk... :) And one that I absolutely hate to the core is Snickers... I cannot stand it, I just cannot. Period.

My likes and dislikes are an endless list really... It can just go on and on forever... So I'll basically just stop here... After the oyster and chocolate talk... Though I'm not quite sure if they make the perfect combination to talk about... :) And get back to my Economics assignment and get ready to kickass this weekend for Article 19!

Let's play Tag!!!

Ooof... these tag things no... people just don't get the point... no matter how irritated they are with these tag things... people still fill them and forward them... i mean i'm doing it afterall... so just imagine! Anyway, here goes...

What is one weird thing about you that nobody knows till date?
It's really weird... But do you know that I possess this penultimate super power? I can kill with my dialogues... Laden with dollops of sarcasm, apparently they are so powerful that they are capable of completely injuring peoples sensibilities and mocking at their very existence... Ya ya... I know I'm the sweetest and most innocent being among my clan... You don't have to remind me time and again... ;-)

Favourite Ice cream flavour?
Chocolate... Mmmmm... It doesn't get any more heavenly.. It just doesn't! :)

The craziest dream you had in the past one week?
Well... My capabilities of distinguishing dreams from nightmares are just like our college courier service... A little screwed up... But both are always crazy none the less... I got up one morning... I was running to school... I had my Hindi exam that day... And thanks to my sense of timing and running skills I was going to miss the exam... I ran and ran and ran... just to be woken up by that ever faithful alarm of mine... Only to realise that I was no more in school and didn't have Hindi as a subject anymore... Welcome to MIC and dealing with the Laws of Demand and Supply... :)

One embarassing thing you've done in public, which comes to your mind right now?
Hmmm... I know this sounds very very cliched... But you know I'm really not too much of an exception to this embarassment thing... I mean there have been so many that it's difficult to even count... And knowing myself, I think I have quite a few more such moments coming my way!And then it hit me...

Are you going to be attending MMSC? Why or why not?
What a question... Obviously... Try something new... Speak your mind... Expand your intellectual horizon... Learn from the experts... Be part of the practical extravaganza... Interact with those who think alike or then have something novel to say.. And last but not the least, come check out Manipal! Have the time of your life... :)

I tag Jo, Prathama, Yatharth, Sonali and Ami...

You guys are supposed to answer the same questions, and pass it on to minimun 3 other people, and tell them that they've been tagged. After you've posted your replies on your blog, you let me know through mine!

War and Peace!

One more day gone, one more opinion formed. What I experienced today was something completely unexpected and came as a shock to say the least. Gone are cold wars, what took place, was an outright battle. The only difference-it was one-sided. Throughout.

Yes, the people concerned know what I'm talking about. A class of 60 odd MEDIA students, 19-20 year olds, discussing political parties, film-making etiquette, concepts of humanity and how can we forget, the all time favourite- RELIGION. (And may I stress on the fact that people not involved from the very beginning of the process also had the audacity to speak about the particular issue.) Twisted opinions, sensitive issues and individualistic ideologies. It didn't paint a very pretty picture.

I've always believed in the concept of the experienced having more knowledge. But 'learning' as I realised today, knows no age. We had 87 year olds talking about a man who was apparently 'dangerous' just because he had the guts and the courage to showcase what was actually happening in the world, and more importantly our country. No, not to create prejudice, but just to tell it as it is.

First things first, when we talk about equality and fairness in terms of a debative issue. Both sides must have some kind of representation. In this case it wasn't so. Ego clashes are not an excuse. If you have such a strong opinion, have the courage to face your enemy and fight. Why show signs of cowardness and insecurity later? We are in this institution to study, agreed. But does that mean you stunt our knowledge about reality and stagnate the very stimulation to think and then rationalise accordingly?

Education teaches you limits, morals and ethics as well as all the 'right' things drawn out in the text books. But documentaries like the ones we recently saw tell you what exactly the super learned want to hide from you. If Anand P wished he could have brain washed all the people sitting in his audience right then and there, such is the power of that man. But he didn't. Unfortunately, he was still accused of doing so, time and again, by one and the same person. All he did was screen his work, answer certain questions related to them and leave. Not corrupt young minds. And why are we so scared of portraying the truth anyway? Hasn't that always been the aim of journalism if I'm not wrong? And that too, here we are talking about a film maker who has all the rights to put forth his views and opinions in his work. But on the contrary we had an experienced journalist speak about his religious inclinations.

If you feel strongly about a certain issue, say it. But do not attack the stand taken by another individual. For at the name of being unbiased and objective you are unconsciously taking sides. Tell others what you think, but use the appropriate approach to do so. Crying foul is not the solution. At least in this situation it didn't prove to be.

One hour of talk by a respected personality did what two days of exposure to reality couldn't do-spread immense hatred. With all due respect, we do know how to treat our elders, but I also do think that we are mature enough to distinguish the right from the wrong and form our own opinions as a result of productive thinking and not plain influence. I think it is high time that 'freedom of expression' is practised in the truest term and not given the name of 'terrorism'. If you really want us to learn and be called educated, please do not edit reality to your convenience. Show it all- let us decide.

I will survive...

Yup, I'm back.. Earlier than I thought actually.. But I had this someone tell me that he read my blog everyday to see if there's something new on it.. And now that was really inspiring I tell you.. What's on my mind right now? Hmm let's see..You know sometimes it's surprising how people just don't get the message.. I mean you give them all the possible hints.. But no! Talk about selective dumbness..
Anyway, I was just thinking how times change.. I know, I know, really cliched ain't it? But seriously there's still a reason as to why people introspect and retrospect so much right.. Sometimes you start liking the people you detested previously or then hating the people you actually loved once upon a time.. As for me, I seem to be an expert at this 'love-hate' thing.. When I'm absolutely disgusted about something or just totally mad at someone, I go to the extremes.. There is unfortunately, no in between.. But then that's how it used to be.. I'm talking about change remember? Life does eventually end up teaching you a lot, doesn't it? Where it's not just black or white, there's always that grey patch you most conveniently choose to ignore.. Today when I look back.. Ha ha.. Don't even get me started...
You know what, we always thought poison, blades and fire were dangerous.. Add the following to the list then.. Misunderstanding, miscommunication and misinterpretation.. they may not sound as evil in the beginning.. But I'm warning you.. These three M's can do a lot of harm.. Oh and when all three of them decide to hit you in unison, God help you!
The people who know me, know what I'm talking about.. And for the ones who don't know me, I think they'll understand it even better.. It's amazing how things seem so much better when its 'happy realisation' time and you stop taking all the crap people throw at you.. That too people who do not have any direct relevance to your life, but still love to mess up other people's lives cause of their dire need to go 'get a life'.. See what I mean? (Man, what was I thinking!) And you finally decide to be the bigger person at heart, the saner mature one and let the dogs continue barking.. I have so much to say about various situations I was involved in and the specific roles people played in the past, especially one in particular.. Haven't you often felt that songs convey all that you have to say.. At this time and point in life, it definitely holds true for me.. So here go the lyrics of the song..
This is indeed dedicated to that person who I've never shared a stable equation with, but who has nevertheless helped me grow manifold as a person, and not to forget, made me much much stronger.. No, I don't regret anything.. But people may influence you, no one tells me what to do!
I Will Survive...
At first I was afraid, I was petrified. I kept thinking I could never live, without you by my side. But then I spent so many nights, just thinking how you'd done me wrong. I grew strong, I learned how to get along.
And so you're back from outer space. I just walked in to find you here, without that look upon your face. I should have changed my lock. I would have made you leave your key if I'd have known for just one second, you'd be back to bother me.
Oh now go, walk out the door. Just turn around now, you're not welcome anymore. Weren't you the one who tried to break me with desire? Did you think I'd crumble? Did you think I'd lay down and die? Oh not I.
I will survive. As long as I know how to love I know I'll be alive. I've got all my life to live, I've got all my love to give. I will survive. I will survive.
It took all the strength I had just not to fall apart. I'm trying hard to mend the pieces of my broken heart. And I spent oh so many nights just feeling sorry for myself. I used to cry. But now I hold my head up high. And you'll see me with somebody new. I'm not that stupid little person still in love with you. And so you thought you'd just drop by, and you expect me to be free. But now I'm saving all my lovin' for someone who's lovin' me.
Oh now go, walk out the door. Just turn around now, you're not welcome anymore. Weren't you the one who tried to break me with desire? Did you think I'd crumble? Did you think I'd lay down and die? Oh not I. I will survive. As long as I know how to love I know I'll be alive. I've got all my life to live, I've got all my love to give. I will survive. I will survive.
:) Peace...