What kind of a girlfriend am I? I'm not sentimental. Valentine's day makes me laugh. I mean, even the corny "For us, everyday is Valentine's Day" thing doesn't move me. I don't have a favourite love song. Last night I read this mail, one of those 'love quotes' mail which Rahul must've sent, just to get me into that sappy mood. Some of them were unbelievably sad. Like "Death cannot stop true love; it can only delay it for a little while." I mean when you're about to die, I definitely think you'll have bigger worries than that. I deleted all the crappy "I love you, not only for what you are, But for what I am when I am with you." What is that??
Anyway that mail worked for about 5 hours, I guess, and here's the reason why.
My personal favourite---
"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
--Captain Corelli's Mandolin
"A kiss is a lovely trick, designed by nature, to stop words when speech becomes superfluous."
--Ingrid Bergmen
"... See there's this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It's the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me."
--Gretchen Kemp
"Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition."
--Alexander Smith
"The soul that can speak with its eyes can also kiss with a gaze."
--Unknown
"The most powerful symptom of love is a tenderness which becomes at times almost insupportable."
--Victor Hugo
"Love is the emblem of eternity: it confounds all notion of time: effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end."
--Germaine De Stael
"The most eloquent silence; that of two mouths meeting in a kiss."
--Unknown
"Love is like a friendship caught on fire."
--Bruce Lee
HAPPY VALENTINE'S WEEKEND everyone.(Whatever that is!! hahaha)
{There! I deleted most of it okay?? :)}
Saturday, February 12
Tuesday, February 8
Tonight, I am...
Contrary to popular belief, Hyderabad is a very happening place.
So we don't have an Indo-Pak match this month but anyway Vizag isn't too far. Frankly, who wants to watch India lose, again? Better than that, we have the PHL. Yeah, the Sultans are still on top. With Sohail Abbas on our team, as if you can even expect anything else. Martina Navratilova's here! She has around 167 titles to her name. 167!! She's almost 50 and she's so amazingly fit. What determination! What an awesome woman! Jelena Dokic and Tamarine Tanasugarn(hope I spelt that right) lost today. They were the big names of this tournament. A little hopeless already. Last year Mary Pierce was here. She kept raving about everything Hyderabadi. Why isn't she here now? I demand an explanation.
We, the biryani-worshipping, mostly lazy Hyderabadis, are actually becoming culturally aware. The Govt. organized a really cool 'Cultural Bonanza' at Taramati. They got the likes of Hema Malini and Nandita Das to participate. I read about it in the papers too. Hey, I'm busy with College and GRE. I have a very good excuse for not going. What's yours? Okay, I'm in a confrontational mood today. And like I always say(and as though you have a choice!), just take it. There was an Italian film festival at Sarathi Studios and CIEFL. I finally got to watch Cinema Paradiso. I had gotten such overwhelmingly "you better watch it" reviews for that one, I just couldn't miss it. Till that day, I had this myopic view of a pizza-eating, Joey Tribbiani-ish mafia don in my head if anybody said anything about Italians. Honestly, it was beyond my expectations.
Life is now, officially, beautiful. I'm listening to these fantastic songs by ADF. These people are talented. Change is such a great(I've already used the words amazing and awesome)song! Anyway, I was looking for some music on the net. Check this out.
Moving headlights shining through the rain
Neon diamonds light the streets again
Songs of Freedom written on the wall
Words of Heroes spoken as they fall
You’re telling me the same old story
On and on and on
You’re never going to learn to stand up on your own
I gave you everything you said you wanted more
Love lies broken, I’ve heard it all before
Good intentions are all the same to me
Frozen rivers never reach the sea
It's called Frozen Rivers. Incredible song na!
I'm copy pasting lyrics instead of telling you about the beauty of my life and all that blah. So here goes. And this time, I'm making sure that life's not going to catch me unprepared and give me a royal kick in the a**.
Anyway, I wrote my internal exams quite well. I realized that I have this unbelievable predicting-the-questions instinct. It worked wonders. Yes, I have other talents besides talking about Rahul Dravid for hours. Man, I should stop ogling at that strategically placed 'Ruud Rules' poster and start becoming seriously interested in Electronic(s?) Measurement and Instrumentation. I have my end sems in a couple of months and all I know about Sechiverdhan's subject is the name and I'm not so sure about that either. I have my CAT classes thrice a week now. Yeah, one more day of tolerating their unintelligence. I mean why do they even try?
All my regular gymming, ensuring that I'm nowhere in the 1 km radius of Pizza Hut and a 700 calories a day diet have finally paid off.(I haven't had pizza, hot delicious pizza for more than 3 weeks now!). I made an appearance(yeah I feel like a celebrity) at one of those boring gimme-your-best-fake-smile Whisper Valley parties. It was alright. I mean how can you not have fun when everyone's telling you how gorgeous you look? I did lose most of my holiday weight but I'm sure none of them knew about the magical slimming effect of black.
I watched Raincoat again last weekend. It is such a fabulous movie! Aish finally ditched her plastic expression and that irritating giggle for something close to good acting and Ajay Devgan, as usual, is beyond criticism. It's unbelievable how Rituparno Ghosh actually weaved this amazing story around a raincoat. Black, that over-hyped movie, will definitely be a let down, I think. Even in Khamoshi, everybody was shouting all over the place and in parts, it was way over the top.
I can't remember the last time I was driving down the perfect roads of Hyderabad after 10pm. It finally happened last week. We went to my friend's farm about 20 km away from the city. It was grrrrreat! We danced. Mayur actually had this make-shift floor by the pool and an amazing collection. He played That Thing You Do(I love dancing to that song!) atleast 5 times. After that, the crazy and sloshed went for a midnight swim, and the sane and sensible(the next day was a working day!) played Pictionary. I swear I never knew it was such a fun game. (Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm in the Sanity Unleashed(now where'd I read this?) category. Usually I'm a little competitive(huge understatement!) but that day I didn't hit the supersonic decibel-level even though Pranav(genius that he is) drew 4 squares, one on top of the other with a line down the centre, and expected us to guess the word 'elevator' from that. I mean, come on!!!
Oh man, now that A M song, Ironic is playing. Okay, I'm fighting the urge to copy paste the lyrics here. You have to listen to it. Go do that right now. Good night. :)
So we don't have an Indo-Pak match this month but anyway Vizag isn't too far. Frankly, who wants to watch India lose, again? Better than that, we have the PHL. Yeah, the Sultans are still on top. With Sohail Abbas on our team, as if you can even expect anything else. Martina Navratilova's here! She has around 167 titles to her name. 167!! She's almost 50 and she's so amazingly fit. What determination! What an awesome woman! Jelena Dokic and Tamarine Tanasugarn(hope I spelt that right) lost today. They were the big names of this tournament. A little hopeless already. Last year Mary Pierce was here. She kept raving about everything Hyderabadi. Why isn't she here now? I demand an explanation.
We, the biryani-worshipping, mostly lazy Hyderabadis, are actually becoming culturally aware. The Govt. organized a really cool 'Cultural Bonanza' at Taramati. They got the likes of Hema Malini and Nandita Das to participate. I read about it in the papers too. Hey, I'm busy with College and GRE. I have a very good excuse for not going. What's yours? Okay, I'm in a confrontational mood today. And like I always say(and as though you have a choice!), just take it. There was an Italian film festival at Sarathi Studios and CIEFL. I finally got to watch Cinema Paradiso. I had gotten such overwhelmingly "you better watch it" reviews for that one, I just couldn't miss it. Till that day, I had this myopic view of a pizza-eating, Joey Tribbiani-ish mafia don in my head if anybody said anything about Italians. Honestly, it was beyond my expectations.
Life is now, officially, beautiful. I'm listening to these fantastic songs by ADF. These people are talented. Change is such a great(I've already used the words amazing and awesome)song! Anyway, I was looking for some music on the net. Check this out.
Moving headlights shining through the rain
Neon diamonds light the streets again
Songs of Freedom written on the wall
Words of Heroes spoken as they fall
You’re telling me the same old story
On and on and on
You’re never going to learn to stand up on your own
I gave you everything you said you wanted more
Love lies broken, I’ve heard it all before
Good intentions are all the same to me
Frozen rivers never reach the sea
It's called Frozen Rivers. Incredible song na!
I'm copy pasting lyrics instead of telling you about the beauty of my life and all that blah. So here goes. And this time, I'm making sure that life's not going to catch me unprepared and give me a royal kick in the a**.
Anyway, I wrote my internal exams quite well. I realized that I have this unbelievable predicting-the-questions instinct. It worked wonders. Yes, I have other talents besides talking about Rahul Dravid for hours. Man, I should stop ogling at that strategically placed 'Ruud Rules' poster and start becoming seriously interested in Electronic(s?) Measurement and Instrumentation. I have my end sems in a couple of months and all I know about Sechiverdhan's subject is the name and I'm not so sure about that either. I have my CAT classes thrice a week now. Yeah, one more day of tolerating their unintelligence. I mean why do they even try?
All my regular gymming, ensuring that I'm nowhere in the 1 km radius of Pizza Hut and a 700 calories a day diet have finally paid off.(I haven't had pizza, hot delicious pizza for more than 3 weeks now!). I made an appearance(yeah I feel like a celebrity) at one of those boring gimme-your-best-fake-smile Whisper Valley parties. It was alright. I mean how can you not have fun when everyone's telling you how gorgeous you look? I did lose most of my holiday weight but I'm sure none of them knew about the magical slimming effect of black.
I watched Raincoat again last weekend. It is such a fabulous movie! Aish finally ditched her plastic expression and that irritating giggle for something close to good acting and Ajay Devgan, as usual, is beyond criticism. It's unbelievable how Rituparno Ghosh actually weaved this amazing story around a raincoat. Black, that over-hyped movie, will definitely be a let down, I think. Even in Khamoshi, everybody was shouting all over the place and in parts, it was way over the top.
I can't remember the last time I was driving down the perfect roads of Hyderabad after 10pm. It finally happened last week. We went to my friend's farm about 20 km away from the city. It was grrrrreat! We danced. Mayur actually had this make-shift floor by the pool and an amazing collection. He played That Thing You Do(I love dancing to that song!) atleast 5 times. After that, the crazy and sloshed went for a midnight swim, and the sane and sensible(the next day was a working day!) played Pictionary. I swear I never knew it was such a fun game. (Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm in the Sanity Unleashed(now where'd I read this?) category. Usually I'm a little competitive(huge understatement!) but that day I didn't hit the supersonic decibel-level even though Pranav(genius that he is) drew 4 squares, one on top of the other with a line down the centre, and expected us to guess the word 'elevator' from that. I mean, come on!!!
Oh man, now that A M song, Ironic is playing. Okay, I'm fighting the urge to copy paste the lyrics here. You have to listen to it. Go do that right now. Good night. :)
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