HI AGAIN

WHOA!!! Its going to be almost five years since I last updated my blog my fingers quivering over the keyboard searching for the letters and punctuations are a sure tell tale sign that I haven’t done this in a long while.

Lots have happened and lots have changed.. I have completed not just my UG but PG as well(I know I cant believe it either). Not just that, I got married and have a baby too!!

But the one thing that hasn’t changed even a bit in all these years..

Im still professionally jobless and self proclaimed lazy person.. I enjoy being that way so much so that it has very much become a part of my identity now.

I don’t know when I will be updating it next ( hopefully within the next 5 years)..  but if you did read this post kindly drop in a comment because I know for a fact that no one remembers it.. I didn’t either.. I will only be pleasantly surprised if you do..

I almost forgot to mention, my language has only got from bad to worse, so kindly do bear with me, its going to be like this from now on. Lost all hopes of trying to make it better..

CASTING MY VOTE.......

Today was the first ever time that I had cast my vote. I was pretty excited this morning when I found out that I could vote because until last night I thought I couldn’t since I did not get my voter id due to unknown reasons.
But I was a little disappointed when I came to know that my voting booth was in the same school I had studied for fourteen years. I was looking forward to go to some other new place. But at least I could be thankful that it wasn’t in my college.
My parents decided to go in the afternoon to avoid the crowd and queues. Just as we predicted the place was quite deserted and there was no queue at all in the room in which I had to vote, which has also happened to be the same class I studied in second standard.
I was so damn excited about voting that I had a big toothy smile plastered on my face throughout the whole procedure while they were verifying the details and applied the ink on my finger ( I was actually planning to apply the ink mark myself in the occasion of not being able to vote, thankfully such a situation did not arise).
And finally came the best and the most awaited part of all, casting my vote and fulfilling my duties as citizen. I took my time to check out all the symbols and rating them on how cute they were. And finally after making up my mind I cast my vote. It felt so good that even the beep sound came to me like a melody. I could not stop smiling all the way home. Everyone would have thought that I had gone nuts but who cares??? I am a very proud Indian exercising my duties as a citizen for the first ever time.
And now, I can’t help flaunting my index finger now. I am so proud of myself that I want to show it to every person I meet( blogging about it was another means of show casing my pride, hence this post). I have also started checking out every ones index finger for the ink mark and gain an instant superiority complex over them in case of the absence of the ink mark. Im gonna end this post as a very very very proud Indian citizen.

THE VIEW FROM MY WINDOW

Study holidays have begun (yippee!!)And as usual i do everything other than study…it’s the time when the most trivial of things seems to capture our mind for hours on end.. It’s also the time during which even the wall seems beautiful and looks like a masterpiece
I shifted my gaze beyond the wall to the window and made the following observations...the view from my window keeps changing with time since there is a park directly opposite to it..
The park is mostly filled with walkers and during the early mornings at around 5a.m (you might wonder what was I doing that early in the morning..it occurs only when I find a novel very irresistible and read all night to complete it..i call this a novelathon) are the most dedicated walkers who keep walking briskly and resolutely with the only intent of sweating it out and among them is the poet Mr.Vairamuthu.
After this it starts getting more crowded at around 6.30a.m when a lot of other walkers arrive…these walkers walk in a more leisurely way some with their earphones plugged in their ear, some praying and others striking up a conversation with fellow walkers irrespective of the other person’s interest in the conversation.
There are men who do weird exercise oblivious of others presence, guys who jog to build up their already toned body, girls who are stick rod thin and are still greedy to lose more weight , overweight ladies struggling to walk with their body and trying not to hinder others stride and group of old people who discuss the day’s headlines or their favorite topic ‘how the youth of today keeps getting worse and how good they were during their times..’
The highlight of all is the people who do yoga (I can never get the hang of why people do yoga, where you try to meditate by shutting of all the thoughts only when it all comes rushing back (it does to me anyways)).the bizarre gestures and noise they do, never ceases to amuse me.
Recreation is also provided by the people who practice the laughter therapy which is the weirdest of all..Come on guys how can you fake laughter for the sake of health and ignoring all the other occasions to do so. But the one good thing which comes of it is that it provides a source of laughter to others who see them.
The park is then closed at 10a.m until 4p.m and calmness prevails which is disturbed occasionally when a homeless person who decides to jump over the fence..
At 4p.m the park is again abuzz with activity there are children running about wildly, calling out to their friends and brightening up the place with their high spirits. Parents go for a walk while trying to keep an eye on their wards. People who walk in the evening do it more for the pleasure of it. The presence of the children also attracts the ice cream wallah, balloon wallah, cotton candy wallah and not to be left behind is the soan pappadi wallah.
The people who provide the most entertainment are the lovers. Just seeing the ways they try to remain incognito wants to make you double up with laughter. Honestly what good will it do to cover your head with your own duppatta? Like as though your near and dear ones your hiding from will not know you just by looking at your dress or body shape..And all this effort for what?..just to roam with a guy who looks like a total nutcase.
On an average there are around 30 couples who visits the park and there are about 10-15 couples at any given point of time(yup I did count cos im just jobless).
Seeing all these people only makes you understand and believe in the phrase that’ LOVE IS BLIND’ and it has also strengthened my theory that either the guy looks good or the girl does, I have never seen a case where both the boy and the girl looks good.
These people seem to be doing only one of the following
1. whispering to each other, where the other person listens with rapt attention as though it makes the difference between life and death.
2. Giggling and laughing hoplessly at joke which was said and im very sure that if the same thing was said to them by someone else it wouldn’t even bring a smile to their lips
3. Staring at each others faces as though it’s the most beautiful thing they have ever seen or come across and believe me its not.
4. Quarrel with each other and the degree of the quarell which can be measured by the tears shed by the girl. It mostly goes like this ‘why did you cheat on me ?’ ‘is this the end of our relationship?’’didn’t I mean much more to you than jus this?’ etc etc.. I know all this for a fact since one of my friend to quench her inquisitiveness pretends to tie her shoelace while overhearing their conversation(if u want to know who it is ask me personally ill tell u..and its NOT ME)
All this makes me come to the conclusion that love is not just blind but brainless too...
After all this activity and excitement the park is shut down for the day at around 9p.m
You can see the park in all its glory when it’s raining and its flooded with the yellow street light.. It’s such a beautiful sight that i can’t express it and I don’t want to ruin it by my clumsy writing.. You have to experience it to understand it.
So guys if you are jobless anytime come over to my place and you can have free entertainment all day long just by looking out at the window (not to worry.. I will also provide with the wine and dine)

Long time...No write...

Long time,no write…. anyways it’s not that I ve been putting all worthwhile posts all along and everyone’s going to miss reading my blog if I don’t put new posts, but believe it or not there were a few people who requested me to put a post soon and I’m really grateful to them and all the other people who read all the posts despite its pointlessness and grammatical errors…
It’s just been month since I shifted to a new house so I’m still trying to get used to it....Fifteen years of walking down the same road and seeing the usual places and faces it is a little difficult to change tracks…..Now when I pass the house where I spent fifteen years of my life… that is ¾ of my life(which means ive turned 20 now :(after desperately trying to hang on to teenage in vain.. anyways that’s a different story for later)… I look back and reminisce at the many great memories and the few not so great ones..i know it sounds too dramatic especially when my new house is just a street away from the old one..so I guess I’ll stop at that..
Looking forward to share all the new memories which are going to be created in the new place…

CLUELESS!!!!!!

Finally im in my final year(hooray),  yup it means its just an year to freedom , happiness etc but also the time to face the dreadful question” what are u planning to do after this ?”which is posed by literally everyone you come across .. .

Well what am I going to do?????? im totally clueless!!!!!!!!!

 im still trying to decide what I wanna do ..i know it sounds funny coz I think by this time every sensible  person would have decided what they wanna become and start working for it…

Even now when all my classmates sit preparing for their GATE, GRE, CAT, SAT, XAT and what not, in every spare minute they get I sit with a novel in my hand and still trying to grasp the idea about which exam is for which course….But of one thing  im sure and that is , I will not prepare or write any of it (I think 12 exams(excluding tests, since there are so many that you cant keep track of it) every year is more than what I can manage and is necessary)

Well since I loathe computers I decided to look into alternative careers and here are some of it:

Interior designing – Its great and fun but Im very partial to pink and lavender and cant think of anything beyond it so im not sure if any fool would like their house done in it(I would though).

Catering-nice, except that I don’t know to cook anything other than maggi

Event manager-nah, not possible can’t even organize my own stuff, let alone do it for other people

Free lance writer-by reading the few posts ive written you must know that im crazy to even think about it.

But out of everything the best and the most appealing career which I loved were(brace yourself):

FOOD CRITIC and CHOCOLATE TASTER

now that’s what I call a dream job!!!!!!

 well im off to start prepaing myself for it… No wait eating is one thing I don’t need practice for(except sleeping of course)

Anyways I know that my career options are very bleak but your suggestions are most welcome and totally appreciated.

BEFORE AND AFTER THE EXAM

This is what I think,
At the start of the sem:
At least this sem im going to learn properly unlike the previous sems I wont put off everything for the last minute
What actually happens: I wont even be sure of the names of the subject for a month or two (but its not my fault , how do u expect me to remember when they keep changing it every 6months)
In the study holidays:
This time im going to learn throughout the study holidays without wasting time and never even touch any novel.
What actually happens: I do nothing but read novels and eBooks.

Finally all the studying is done by cramming it all in a single night, reading only the side headings and give a fleeting glance at the diagrams


At the exam hall: I suddenly realize that I have forgotten everything I learnt (not that I learnt a lot) and my mind is very clear and blank like a severely wrung wet sponge.
After getting the question paper i look at it and wonder if it’s the same subject I learnt for and after a few moments I spot few questions which I remember vaguely, glancing through, somehow manage to scribble something in the next three hours.

After the exam:
I come out of the hall my brain feeling all mushy and slushy, to face the same question “how did u do?” and I have a standard reply “I don’t know” which actually means that I have done pathetically bad and I don’t want to be reminded of it.
Since I messed up the exam big time i think that ill make it up by doing the other exams well but end up doing it worser than the previous one.
When i ask the others how they did this how they reply
“No time at all, I didn’t do well”
What it means: I didn’t go through the paper for a second check.
“I will surely fail”
What it means: I will get something in 85 and not 95 as expected.
“I dint learn at all“
What it means: I didn’t do a fourth revision.
“I didn’t remember anything”
What it means: I forgot the fifth word in the sixth line in the fifth paragraph of the fourth question.

ITS (study)HOLIDAY TIME!!!!!

Well its time again for ‘the pre-exam tensions’ that’s when all the portions are completed at break neck speed whether they are understood or not(I cant remember the last time I understood something, not that I listened anyway)
Records are rushed through (too much effort for something which nobody even peeps into)creating an impression as though its going to make the difference between life and death.
And the model exams…of course I flunk in every subject, and I fail to get the idea of how I keep getting worse every year(like in the first year I didn’t fail in more than 2 subjects every test and 3 in the second year and this year I have broken all records and made it 5(hopefully it shouldn’t increase not that there is much scope for improvement).
And the carefree attitude increases proportionately with time as in when the teachers scream “nee ellam ethuku thaan collegekku variyo ennakku theriyala(I don’t know why u come 2 college)” and “nee ippadiyae irundha kandippa fail ayiduva(if u remain like this u will never pass)” starts having an effect less and less every time.The model practical exams add to the headache.
The last and the worst of all is the “no due” form which looks like a small bit of harmless paper but makes life hell for a few days. It’s the perfect document for the teachers to blackmail us into writing the retests and making us pay for all the stuff we never did....
Though there are all these stuff to worry about, the study hols are the best part of the semester coz there are no classes or teachers or assignments or labs(for me it also means no studying and reading novels incessantly)
Also do not forget the fact that it comes only once per semester unlike the tests which is 4 times (and many more if the retests are included)

Here is a list of few things which you could do to spend it wisely.

1. Sleep peacefully till noon without any thoughts of college or exams and take time to enjoy your food by relishing every morsel.
2. Visit your grandparents or uncles or aunties or who ever invited you to their place its perfect time for family bonding
3. Play Farmville endlessly, what better time than now to increase your points and move on to higher levels.
4. Read the novel which you have abandoned a long time ago because you didn’t have the time and watch the movie which you meant to see but haven’t got around to do it
5. Catch up with your school friends and other long forgotten friends also make new friends on all the social networking websites.
The final and most important of all is to visit my blog often and you can also comment on the other things that makes the study holidays even better….