Who I Am

I recently came across all my school certificates and medals. There are various kinds from all the way back in 2003. Ten years ago. Finding those awards really made me think about all the changes that have happened in ten years.

Ten years ago, I was in third grade. In 2003 I was a very reserved child. Yes, I was shy but I have to insist that I was a reserved person because I didn't like fraternizing much. I have always been an introvert.  Back then, I used to make a HUGE tantrum about going to school. I never wanted to go. I didn't like my classmates, I usually liked my teachers and my study material but I never liked going to school. Maybe I had an extended version of the Monday Blues all week long. I'm still not sure. But all I knew when I was that young was that I didn't like school. 

This shy girl is from 2006

I wasn't the type of girl who had many friends. Even to this day, I have very few friends. I was a judgmental child, very defensive and I disliked any rowdiness from other children. As a result, no one really liked me. Who could blame them? I was the one who thought she was better than them. And I frequently showed it. So I quietly settled in with my books. Fiction was my friend. While I was immersed in fiction, I felt understood. I felt like I belonged. All through my elementary and middle school years, I spent my breaks with my nose in a book. I read at every interval i found; in the bus, in free periods and sometimes during P.E. Even today, I love to read. 

Stories from my scandalous life -II

Whenever I go to the supermarket, I always tend to buy a lot of items I do not need or forget to buy items that I needed quite badly. This time, I decided to conquer this flaw of mine by writing up a grocery list!

I spent quite a lot of time on this list. I went through recipes, menus and my kitchen to discover what I was missing. I went through new recipes I'd like to try so that I wouldn't ever need anything. I had written the master of all grocery lists by the time I was done. My scrawly handwriting had panned over three pages of notepaper (about three times the length of a post it). I was sure I had forgotten nothing. I was proud of myself for actually planning something correctly. 

So when Bob asked me what I was up to, I told her I was writing a grocery list and I sent her picture (cos y'know.. THAT's big news). Her reply was immediate. And humbling. 

"What is this grocery list for? The Great Flood?" 

The Dead zone - Rant

Four times a week I take a biology tuition class. The class is at 6AM so as expected, we're sleepy puppies in that class.
Recently our teacher has started with revision. He's constantly testing and questioning us.  I go into this class expecting an air of competitiveness and excitement. Its a 6 AM class! I wouldnt go at 6 AM if I wasnt going to participate. I'd go for another class at a later time.

Usually I have my friends there but on the rare occasion that I am alone, that class is a dead class. Everybody is a zombie! They sit still and make random jerking motions. They have blank, lifeless stares .  They GRUNT.

All we have to do is pick A, B, C or D. Thats it!  Its a one in four chance that you're right. Those odds are pretty good. But the creepers just give Sir stares full of bewilderment. Grunt occasionally. Breathe heavily at each other like reanimated Darth Vaders. And say absolutely nothing while the rest of us get lost in the silence.

And if you're not going to say anything at least back off of me. Dont invade my personal space and then spew your rotten morning breath into my face. You might just find out exactly how prepared I am for a zambie apocalypse. HACK AND SLASH!

The Godfather- Mario Puzo (Sunday Book Review)

Its gruesome. Its gory. And its all personal.

The Godfather is a phenomenal book. It was very difficult for me to find flaws in this book but it certainly isn't for everyone. Its a book you pick up if you believe in revenge and justice being served no matter what the cost.

The story revolves around two main characters: Don Vito Corleone and his son, Michael. Don Corleone is the head of one of the five “Families” In New York. The families each being a division of the American Mafia. The story gives an outsider insight on the workings of the mafioso. Its explained how the chain of command is unbreakable because of the Italian tradition of Omerta. It gives us a peek through the veil of smoke surrounding the world of the mafia.

Lights

It's time to begin isn't it? As the new moon envelops in darkness, we light up our homes.

From darkness into light. It ends tonight.
And begins again.



aDivineHumour and I were talking yesterday and she told me that Diwali is always a bad day for her. For her something always goes wrong. This time she blanked out for a test for which she was prepared.

Diwali has always been special to me. It is very different from Ganesh Chaturthi. On Chaturthi, we celebrate with splendour!Drums, Fireworks, Firecrackers, a lot of yelling and a general feeling of excitement. This one time, I went with my Great Uncle to watch the festivities in Margao City. WOW! It was amazing. Literally Amazing. The smell of incense, firecrackers and flowers mixed with the colorful garb of followers is exhilarating.


But Diwali is different.

Diwali is much more peaceful for me. The soft lights that adorn a home; the Akash-Diwo that floats like a ghostly lantern; the narkasur burning ritual: they all give me a sense of peace. The sheer beauty of the lights reminds me of what a wonderful place the world can be, when light prevails over darkness.

Happy Diwali, folks!


P.s. Brownie points if you can catch the music references on lines 1 and 3. ;)