A Little About Me


I am blogging after a long time today. I don’t know why though. It’s not that I didn’t have time or didn’t have anything to blog about or even that I had forgotten about it. I just didn’t. However, today, after a long time, I felt the need to write. Probably because there are things that are bothering me. Things that I cannot talk about to my friends, because it may offend my other friends. Even if they don’t ever come to know about it, I don’t want to say things about the people I love that are not complimentary. This, however, is a new development in me. I have never thought about not talking about someone in a manner that is not in their best interests. If some friend of mine hurt me, or offended me, or irritated me, I would just go to another friend and talk about it. Complain about it, rather. Not necessarily bitching about the person, though. Today, I don’t want to do so. This however, doesn’t mean that I don’t bitch about anybody. I do, guilty as charged.

Anyway, going back to what I started with. So, there are things that bother me. Small things, petty things. I won’t go into specifications, though. There are just some things I don’t like. Call it childish, call it oversensitive, call it whatever. Call it a blue monkey, if you so please. But simple as daylight, I don’t like them.  So, I wanted to make a list of ten things that I do not like. I don’t know why. I just like making lists. It makes me happy. And today, I am very unhappy. So, my victims, I shall present to you the list, in no particular order.

Things I Don’t Like:

  1. I don’t like it when people don’t answer my texts. Thanks to technology, I can now see if the person has read my text or not. So, if they don’t answer it, I feel bad. It makes me feel like I am disturbing them and that they don’t want to speak to me. Or they are just not interested. And I don’t mean that one has to reply immediately. If you are busy, I understand! But hell, you’ve been online for 4 hours now, 9 different times! Reply to me! Also the fact that I don’t tell everything to anybody and don’t share my daily activities or anything of that sort with anyone, it feels worse, because the things that I do share, that I do text about, they are important to me. Your acknowledgement is important to me, your opinion is important to me. If I tell you what I had for lunch and you don’t reply, okay, no problem. But if I tell you that I baked a fancy cake for my best friend’s birthday, knowing that I am a clutz in the kitchen, I am expecting a reply! Even a smiley works!
  2. I don’t like pizza.
  3. I don’t like it when people don’t make an effort. If I make an effort to make you happy, I am expecting something back. If I am considering your feelings, your likes and dislikes, your opinions and thoughts, then I expect you to consider mine! I am not paving a smooth road for you so that you can glide along with me, without a care, without bothering to do anything for me! Do me a favor and don’t be so selfish and self- centered. Sometimes, make an effort to do something for me, even if you don’t want to do it, or even if you don’t like it. Make me feel a little important. Make me feel appreciated. I am doing a lot for you. And if you cannot do anything for me, at least appreciate what I do for you.
  4. I don’t like hot food.
  5. I don’t like it when people cancel last minute. Unless it is an emergency, don’t do it. Just don’t do it. I will understand till an extent. But if you tell me, that somebody called you to do something else that you didn’t want to say no to, like have lunch, then I am going to throw a crowbar at your face, and you will not complain about it.
  6. I don’t like animal prints.
  7. I don’t like being spoken to rudely. I don’t like being snapped at. I don’t like being cut off mid-sentence. I am not a rude person, I am generally not rude to anybody. So if I am not speaking to you like that, I do not appreciate being spoken to like that. And if you cut me off mid-sentence with some sort of offhand comment about how you don’t want to listen to it, it makes me feel unimportant. Like what I am saying is not worth your time. That I am not worth your time.
  8. I don’t like watching Bond movies, Indiana Jones movies and I don’t like metal.
  9. I don’t like being anybody’s secret. I hate it. I have been in a couple of relationships where the guy wouldn’t let me tell anybody about the fact that we were in a relationship. Not even my friends. But I quite obviously told my friends and that lead to a hell lot of arguments. When I was in those relationships, I was too young and stupid to understand exactly what was going on because the guy would give elaborate explanations of why we couldn’t tell anybody and why we should be together in secret and a whole lot of other bullshit. Later I learned that I wasn’t pretty enough for them to tell anyone about me. And no, I am not assuming this, I was told so. That hurt. And agreed that I am not one of the most beautiful people on earth, I can’t even pass off as pretty. But man, could you be more insensitive and rude? So these days, I hate it if anybody even proposes that we don’t tell someone or anyone. No matter what the reason. I may understand, I may agree,  but I will hate it every second of everyday. I may know that the reason in completely valid and has nothing to do with me, but I will still feel that maybe if I was pretty, if I was smarter, he wouldn’t mind telling anyone because it wouldn’t matter. Because he would feel lucky and proud to have me, like I would feel lucky and proud to have him.
  10. I never liked Swat Cats or Captain Planet.

So there. A list of things I dislike.

Anyway, on a different note, Durga Puja just passed. To those who don’t know, Durga Puja is a four day festival celebrating the Hindu goddess, Durga. Although only 4 days are celebrated, Six days are observed,  Mahalaya, Shashthi, Maha Saptami, Maha Ashtami, Maha Navami and Vijayadashami. People build pandals, decorative, artistic and creative pandals that house beautiful idols of the goddess. Here. Some pictures for you.

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Aren’t they beautiful? The saddest part is, these beautiful idols, these beautiful works of art, are submerged into water on Vijayadashami. If I made these, or even something half as beautiful, I sure as hell wouldn’t have the heart to let them disintegrate to mud!

Dear Cosmos, PICK ON SOMEONE YOUR OWN SIZE!!


Okay.
Day before yesterday, our driver left the new car ( Renault Duster!!!) in reverse gear by mistake and shut off the engine and left it in dad’s office. So when dad came and started the engine, the car rolled backwards and slammed into a wall and now the car’s ass had gone for a toss. Poor Vijay bhaiya (our driver) got a scolding.

Then, after swimming, I came out of the shower and went out to go home and a crow shat (is that the past tense for shit? what is the past tense for shit?) on my head. A CROW SHAT (?) ON MY HEAD. Right after I had shampooed.
Then, I lost a diamond earring. It is also a very bad sign, superstitiously speaking.
Then, the next day, our washing machine started leaking.
Then after some time, our aqua-guard stopped working.
Then in the evening it was raining, so I went to the terrace, happily got drenched and came back down, only to find that all the towels had been washed (before the machine went for a toss), so all of them are wet. ALL THE TOWELS.
Then I slipped and fell because I was wet and tiles are slippery and have this pent up rage saved for me and my poorly coordinated limbs.

How cool, no?
And one of our lovebirds had a baaaabyyyy!!!!! LOOK!!Image

That is it. That is all i have to report.

Oh, and yesterday, Mexican Chocolate and I went to this cafe called Choco Cafe and good lord, the food was so BLEH. He nearly killed me because I was the one who dragged him there. In my defense, one would think that a place named Choco Cafe would be good… Apparently not. 😛

AND, I am going through a  RED phase. I LOVE RED.

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Okay, BYE! ^_^

Rainbows and Sunshine!


My exams are now approaching. In an Apache helicopter. And I do not appreciate it. I haven’t even started studying yet and they are just about 12 days away. I’m screwed. And I still don’t feel like studying! All I do is eat and sleep and gain weight. Except yesterday, I went to watch the freshers yesterday, in IHM. Freshers is basically this welcoming program that the 3rd years put up for the 1st years. They dance and sing and this time they had a skit, where they mimicked some of the teachers, to PERFECTION if you ask me.  Even the guy whom I like (let’s just call him Mexican Chocolate, shall we? My friend and I came up with this name, because he is hot and he is sweet!) was dancing. And another very funny guy and a very hot guy. When hot guy and funny guy were dancing, I couldn’t decide whom to look at. But when hot guy, funny guy and Mexican chocolate were dancing, I was obviously staring at Mexican chocolate. But he refuses to believe me! 😀

So anyway, things between Mexican chocolate and I are good. Very good, in fact. It’s all sunshine and rainbows in paradise. This is kinda surprising because it has been more than a month and I haven’t been abandoned yet, like usual! Please excuse the dramatic choice of words… I mean, I am so freakin’ happy most of the time that it is almost unreal. And I like him so soo sooo soooo sooooo much, that it is scary. Seriously. Sometimes, I just want to kidnap him (and his four legged love, Jimmy, and his wife-his Bullet) and keep him FOREVER. Or till his parents find him. Or till the police find him and I am thrown into jail. Is kidnapping legal in any country/state? Please let me know…  He’s just so….amazing. And hot. And sweet. And awesome. And funny (as long as I am not the butt of the jokes. Which I usually am. 😛 ). And nice. And only occasionally annoying, the occasions being when he tries to drown me in the pool. Yes, DROWN me. If I ever die in the pool, you know who to blame.  But then again, he only pulls me to the hand-bar when I am too tired to swim or too out of breath. So, I guess we can forget about the blame. I just want to kiss him till I am out of kisses, which is basically never gonna happen. And I really don’t know why y’all need to know this. So I am just gonna stop typing now, before I give you more unnecessary information.

Okay, bye. 

 

Rabid Rooster, Malicious Microwave and Totally Terrific Tinker Bell!


Hello people!  I have two incidents to tell you about! One is a rooster incident and the other one I JUST forgot.  Hopefully it will come back to me while I type the rooster incident up.

So, my friend Aaheli was chased by a rooster. I kid you not. There was a rooster in front of the staff residential quarters of IHM (Institute of hotel management, for those who are not familiar with my blog :P). Why the rooster was there is beyond me, apparently it’s a pet. Why someone has a pet rooster in a college campus is once again, beyond my comprehension.

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So anyway, I went closer to him, completely amazed by his presence, and decided to click a picture. After clicking a couple of pictures, I decided to pet him. Aaheli was quietly standing, far away from me and the rooster. As I went closer to him to pet him, HE KICKED ME. He KICKED me and fell down! And I got scared so I ran! I ran behind Aaheli and he chased me! However, after I hid behind Aaheli, he decided to peck her instead. Because going all the way around her to peck me was a little too much exercise for him, I guess. So, he pecked Aaheli a couple of times, after which she gave up trying to shake him off and ran. Screaming all the way.  Ran for almost 50 meters and the rooster chased her all the way! I just sat down where I was standing and laughed and laughed till I couldn’t breathe! Finally the gardener saw her and threatened the rooster with a hose and the rooster came back, upon which I staggered away and hid behind a car. It was hilarious. I laughed for the rest of the day and she just huffed about the injustice of the whole thing, grumbling about how I was the one harassing him and how she had done nothing but stand there. It was HILARIOUS. I wish I recorded it. But I was too busy trying to breathe!

I have still not managed to remember what the second incident was. 😛

Oh oh, it was Shreya’s  birthday on 24th and I baked a red velvet cake, which did not really taste like a red velvet cake. (No, this is not the second incident.) But she loved it anyway. So, I’m happy. 😀 The cake actually looked pretty amazing after I baked it. Then by the night, the sides had become biscuit so I had to cut off the sides, so it became really tiny. I blame the microwave oven. And then I drenched it in chocolate sauce and made it all pretty with gems and tiny silver balls. Here, look!     

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Oh, my exams are fast approaching now. Finally. All my friends have started studying. I don’t know where half my notes are and I’m not even trying to look for them yet. I’m so gonna end up in deep shit. Oh, well.

Oh, have I shown you my new tattoo?? It’s tinkerbell!! Because she is my favorite Disney character! She is a magic, she is pretty, she falls in love with the wrong people (i.e. Peter Pan), she gets jealous, she makes wrong decisions, she makes mistakes, but she manages to do the right thing in the end anyway. And I love her. ^_^

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Okay, bye. 😀

Birthday, Whiskey and a Budding Stripper


Hello! I am back after ages. Well, not really. But, whatever. I don’t really have anything new to report. Other than the fact that my exams got postponed AGAIN!! I am still stuck in first year and I’m convinced that I’m gonna be stuck here till I’m thirty. And I’m so royally bored of staying at home! I haven’t attended college since May!!  It’s quite tragic, really.
Oh, I got drunk recently, on my best friend Ritwika’s  birthday. On 4-5 pegs of whiskey. It was…. Interesting.  Apparently I talked about a movie, Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani, for an hour or two. Insulted it through and through and insulted the director as well. Called him “shtupid” and I dunno what else. And I also likened the actress in the movie to Metrogyl, a medicine for loose motion. And I told everyone I love them, after slapping and scratching them, apparently. Aaaand there was this episode of begging for my phone to message someone. And I did. And that was…um…interesting. To say the least.  Let’s leave it at that. Oh, I also puked and Ritwika and her elder sis changed my clothes twice and I swear I don’t remember it.

After that day, however, I have decided that I never want to get sloshed. 😛

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Anyway so, since my exams are not happening and I have all the intensions to burn all my notes in front of the university gate, I have decided to give up college and become a stripper. Or a pole dancer. But that would require dancing skills, heels and a pole. Not happening. So stripper it shall be. I’ll have to move to some other country, though.

I want cupcakes and a haircut. And a million dollars. Okay, bye.

Ten Things I Like About You


You know who You are. Well actually, maybe not. Because You won’t be reading this. Anyway…

 

1. You are reliable. I wouldn’t think twice about drinking till I forget my name if I know that you’ll be there around me. Because I would know that no matter what, I’ll reach home safe and in one piece. Although, after the last time, I would think ten times before drinking recklessly when you are around. A million angry and disappointed looks are more than enough for one lifetime. And I will never ever drink recklessly without you around anyway. So I guess drinking recklessly is not an option. Ever. 😛

2. You are straightforward. Even if you don’t say something, it’s more than obvious in your body language. But chances are, you’ll say it anyway. And you wouldn’t lie about anything. You may avoid answering certain questions, making the answer quite evident, but you wouldn’t lie.

3. You don’t see me as just your teacher’s daughter. This is not something I can say for any other IHMite, barring three or four people. You see me as Ana, an individual, who is your friend. And just happens to be the daughter of your teacher. Which I really am grateful for.

4. You take your time. You don’t rush into anything like almost every other male I have ever come across. That is what makes you a man and not a boy. And you know my mother loves and respects you for it. 😀

5. You care. About me, about everyone and everything. You are one of the very few guys I know who genuinely CARE about me. And this always comes to me as a surprise. I know guys who have liked me and dated me and found me sweet and what not, but none of them have ever cared about and for me the way you do. And I adore you for that.

6. You told me you wouldn’t be able to be here for my birthday because you were out of town, but you came. And I seriously love you for that. My day was already brilliant and it was made super special by my friends, but I was still a little sad because I thought you wouldn’t be there. But you were. And you made my day.

7. Your smile. I swear on pasta, the cuteness it radiates literally turns me into jelly. You smile at me and it takes me all my strength and willpower to keep from swooning into a heap of mush. 😛 Trust me, SRK’s smile doesn’t hold a candle to yours.

8. Your eyelashes. Sooooo long and curly!! Wasted on a guy, I tell you. But so beautiful! I could honestly stare at your eyes all day long for the rest of my life and be content. Also, the way you sometimes avoid looking at me. It’s so cute! It’s like, you will look EVERYWHERE but at me! Be it a tree, or the sky, or a stray dog or the sidewalk! Anywhere BUT at me! And while you so strategically avoid letting your eyes set on me, you have that smile on your face, that’s somewhere between a laugh and a coy smile, it’s beyond cute. In fact, that look should be made illegal.

9. You actually admitted that you like me. No chasing games, no playing hard to get. You just straight out admitted that you like me. I didn’t think you would. But you did. And the fact that you like me, that counts too. 😀

10. YOU. You are you, and I adore you for that. I love your personality. I love what makes you so you. Whether you are short or tall or thin or fat, doesn’t make a difference to me. As long as you are you, I don’t care if you gain a 100 pounds or don’t shave for months or don’t trim your hair for years. I don’t care. I would still like you just as much. Although, I bet your college teachers wouldn’t appreciate the Neanderthal look much. 😀

 

So anyway, notice that these are THINGS that I like ABOUT you, not REASONS WHY I like you. Because that list would only contain one item: I don’t know. I like you because I just do. I can’t help it. I can’t not like you. Not even if I tried. I wouldn’t be able to list the reasons why even if my life depended on it.

Anyway, I hope you never read this. Unless I ask you to. Which I probably won’t. Ever. Because you know how conscious I get when people I personally know read what I have written. So imagine how skittish I would get if people I personally know read what I have written about them!

Note to my readers (which probably doesn’t include you): HELLO! I just randomly decided to make that list. I have no intentions of ever letting him read it, though. I would die of…well, something if he ever did. Because then he would know just how much I like him! Anyway, guess what? My final exams got postponed. By a month. -_- And my birthday just passed. So did my best friend’s. I’ll post about that later though. I am sleepy now. It’s 1:20 AM here. So, hasta la vista, people!

The Catastrophic Beginning ^___^


I’m back, ladies and gentlemen! Again! To continue my story. About my crush and I.

So, continuing from the day after the whole college incident, we spoke on a daily basis but couldn’t meet much, as the pool had closed. Just my luck. But then we made plans to meet up one day, for coffee. So I went out to a park 15 minutes away from my house (on foot) to walk around a little bit and had planned to leave the park in half an hour and go meet him for coffee. But, as my luck would have it AGAIN, it started STORMING 25 minutes later. Yes. STORMING. Like there’s no tomorrow. And I got drenched in the rain and sent him a text saying that I wouldn’t be able to meet him as I was drenched, then I waited for five minutes for a reply, and when I didn’t get one, I put my phone inside my wallet (it fit, miraculously) and started walking back home. I had to walk the whole way thanks to the utter lack of conveyance. Once I reached home, 20 minutes and 5 random lecher-like comments from immature, hormonal and sex deprived strangers, I took a shower and then checked my phone to see that he had replied saying, “It’s okay, come anyway.” Talk about bad luck. I replied saying that I just saw the message and I am already home. So, that was a day wasted. But we made plans to meet the next day. However, that didn’t happen either. Because he got fever. And when he recovered and decided to meet, I had to go to my grandma’s place for some puja (a worshipping ceremony thingy. I don’t know how to explain it.). And when I returned and planned to meet, a sudden doctor’s appointment was slammed at my face. It was just not happening. It was irritating. As if the entire universe was conspiring against me! It was as if each and every particle in the universe was trying to keep me from meeting him, and trust me, I was pissed off. (Too dramatic?)

Anyway, after that, we finally made plans to go for a movie. It was a morning show and as usual, something just HAD to go wrong. I got fever the night before the movie. And I was feeling so weak that I couldn’t even get up and get a calpol or something and it was 1am so nobody else was awake. So I finally managed to fall asleep an hour later with the mother of all bad moods. I was furious and disgusted and just frustrated. I hated the fact that I would have to miss the date AGAIN. But, I woke up at 4:30am again, out of sheer irritation, and dragged myself out of the bed and somehow dug out a calpol from the depths of the medicine cabinet and had it. And then, with all the will power I could muster up, I willed my fever to get the hell away from me by morning. And it did! And I FINALLY managed to go meet him. We watched the movie and had lunch and then the moment came back home, I got fever again. But I was just so elated that I couldn’t care less. He is just wooooonnnnnnderful. ^___^

Oh, I also went to the doctor a couple of days ago. And my bad luck is radiating, the moment I stepped into the hospital, 15 minutes later, a fire broke out because of a faulty AC. In the children’s ward. A tiny one, put out in 5-10 minutes and nobody got hurt, but still. And, I now have an endoscopy, colonoscopy, x-ray, ultrasound and a couple of blood tests on my to-do list. Sucks to be me.

But he is WONDERFUL. ^_^