Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Revelry. :)

Eid Mubarak and a vary vary happy Ganesh Chaturthi to everyone. :)








Sunday, August 21, 2011

You 2

Hey, you.
Yes, I'm talking to you. You listenin'? I hope you are. Sorry, if I'm being mean, but it's just that...you don't do much of it these days (listening, I mean). Or is it the only thing you do?
I don't know. I can never tell.
I never knew that this day would come. I didn't think this could be so tiring.
I hate that dealing with this sucks all the energy out of me...
I hate that I'm so vulnerable. I hate that you make me feel so unimportant. It wasn't supposed to be like that. Isn't that exactly what you're not supposed to do?

Did I expect too much? Maybe.


I dislike how you make me feel like I'm stalking you.
I know it's not like that, but my heart never understands no matter how hard I try. You know how it is, don't you?
I don't like how you hold such power over me. I hate it even more when it feels like I don't hold the same power over you.
I hate how my brain creates a mental picture of you, drumming, whenever I listen to your favourite songs.
I hate how I give up my favourite tv show to make time to talk to you each day only to hear you say "I'll call you back in a while". Which, of course, doesn't happen until the next 24 hours.
I hate how I can't resist when you call back. No matter what kind of situation I'm in. How can I? We only get to see each other once in two months, if we're really lucky.
I hate how all that I think/talk/write about, is you

I hate how I'm feeling like this.

How about showing me some love?
Let's make a deal.

I'll give you some space. You give me some of your time.
Let's create a continuum of our own.
Let's be mad. Let's be selfish when it comes to each other. Let's be possessive and show it. Let's be crazily in love.

Let's be US.










Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Grunge



Yes, that's him. That's Grunge. Ain't he the sexiest thing you've ever seen? ;)

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Thursday, August 11, 2011

The name's Bond. Chemical Bond.

"It's been a hard day's night, and I've been working like a dog
 It's been a hard day's night, I should be sleeping like a log..."

The Beatles were genius. Really.

BUT I DON'T GET TO SLEEP LIKE A LOG! WHY, YOU ASK? BECAUSE OF SHIT LOADS OF HOMEWORK AND ASSIGNMENTS. ARGH.

So, life's so sad theses days. All I do is eat sleep and study. Of course, I blog and Facebook too. But ...not as often as I want to. And it's not like there's much to do on Facebook. It's as good (or as bad) as checking your fridge every two minutes. You keep looking into it, but nothing ever changes.

Sad, I know.

Only yesterday, it seems all my friends seemed to find a right time to call me up.
One of the gossip tid-bits that I heard was the a girl was gonna convert to Islam for her boyfriend. FYI, she's only 16. The dude's 17.

I know what you're thinking. 'WTF', right? Yeah, that's what I thought too. I mean, what happened to all the, 'Love transcends religion' and all that bull shit?
Pardon me, I feel a little cynical today. And I have absolutely no clue why.
Oh, wait! I do know why. More on that later.

Also...

Apparently, I'm the last person to have heard this story.
Yes, everyone just assumes that I know thing these days (more on that later).
Why the hell didn't anybody tell me? Sigh. Anyway.

11th grade is so so so so so so tiring. Today was my Sanskrit exam. And I just hope that my Sanskrit teacher does not faint while correcting my paper. Or forget all the Sanskrit that he knows. *fingers crossed*

I've learnt many things since my first day at 11th grade (apart from balancing chemical equations and other things like that).
Namely

  1. Never trust anyone who says 'I'm gonna fail today's test, dude! Pakka!"    (Kameenon ko hamesha top rank atha hai)
  2. Never a trust a lecturer when he says he knows what kind of questions will be asked in the unit tests. 
  3. Math teachers are certified crazy.  
  4. Most math teachers can't teach.
  5. Math can drive you crazy, irrespective of whether you're good or bad at it.
  6. Never ever ever ask the class topper to help you during a test. They always give you the wrong answers in spite of knowing the right one. (Assholes, no?)
Yeah, I guess that's about it for this post.

Ciao.