Sunday, May 24, 2009

Sunshine and rains


I like it when it rains.Makes me feel good and nice especially when it rains post a bad summer spell.The smell of the wet earth is very intoxicating.So is the nip in the air,gusty winds et al.BUt I do not like a prolonged rains.Overcast skies tend to get me depressed and gloomy and make me feel lethargic,in the rainy season-not to mention the messy roads,and the problems to get transport.
so i like rains but not the monsoon season.similarly I like the sun-makes me feel cheerful.Clear,crisp blue skies are so beautiful it hurts.yet i don't like it when the sun is overwhelming bearing down on me.so I like it sunny,but I don't quite enjoy the summers.Summers in India are very torturous.
I'm quite fine with the winters here in kolkata.They are just about perfect,and so are the springs and the autumns.
So i Don't like it from may to august,except for the days it's sunny after a long spell of rains and its raining after a hot spell.
Rest of the year is fine weather wise.
:P

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

I have always maintained having a boyfriend in life is like carrying an extra baggage,notwithstanding the fact,that love is what makes the world go round.I was a bit taken aback the other day when an acquaintance told me that she now believes in the same principle,and that if she ever carries the baggage she wouldn't settle for anything less than Louis vuitton and that it was me who had enlightened her.

I was bewildered.I didn't know whether she was accusing me or complimenting me.I frankly have never quite propounded such an idea,at least not consciously.

I have always maintained that the guy in my life has to be intellectually stimulating,well read with a quick wit,presentable&smart with some creative pursuits-preferably writing and music.Cosmopolitan and with basic values.

This description comes very close to the likes of my father and Farhan Akhtar,both of whom are out of my reach-so I'm basically screwed,unless I wait for an eternity or revise the aforesaid list(that's even more difficult).

now this could be fiiting in the gucci variety or louis vuitton variety or chanel variety or even the local ones that are sold in the bustling streets of esplanade.I'm not going to categorise it-cos finally if I have the above criteria met,it will be the classic case of
"frankly my dear,i don't give a damn(how it is classified and named)".
:)

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

spectacular splendour


I suddenly have this creative urge in me that's getting impatient for it's release.Much like the insect caught in the spider's web,which incessantly tries its best to free itself ,like full sprinter making a last ditch attempt to come first and bag the gold medal at the Olympic.[maybe the similes a bit too far stretched in terms of the actual urge,I'm feeling but you get the drift,right?:)]

Kolkata is currently going through sporadic bursts of heavenly weather when the skies are turning deeper hues of grey and ash,and there is a considerable nip in the temperatures,with cool gusty winds blowing and then the downpour completing the chain.I dont know if its really this that makes my heart flutter and connect with some inane level of creativity,but I do know is in these times when I come so close to nature at it's best and the vivid imageries asociated with the nature at it's pristine self,it really feels like I'm on top of this world.And yet I feel like I'm such a tiny speck amidst this grandeour and eloquence.I'm bewildered at this conflicting feeling-a feeling of lightness coupled with the realization that I'm virtually a nobody in this vast wonderful creation.and yet it is the same GOD who created me.I"m reminded of a line from one of the songs by the band queen-it's a kind of magic!!

and i truly think that it's a kind of magic that the same god has created the magnificient nature and me and given me the astuteness and acute vision to observe and enjoy the bliss of the nature,and also realize that I'm but a tiny speck in this enormous creation.gosh what a humbling feeling it is.

I am vacillating from bouts of guilt to high spiritedness in a span of minutes.It is pretty scary.I hope I'm not losing my mental balance.Yesterday I went to sleep planning today's work.Today the day has turned out to be different completely.There were unprecedented changes in plans,and i could hardly follow the routine I had made or precisely finish the course of work which I was supposed to.But instead of feeling bad,miserable or even tensed,I'm not in the least affected.As in I'm amazed at the lack of the natural reaction but otherwise I"m calm and distanced from the fear.Wonder what's really happening.?

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Blues


I am feeling a bit down and the worst part of it all is I do not know the reason.It's bad enough that I'm feeling down,I usually am always necessarily high spirited,and then to add insult to injury I don't know why the damning reason has to evade me.
I feel like those sickly teenagers having violent mood swings due to some hormonal change shit.

I detest the fact that i gotta study now that my exams are a less than a month away.I detest the fact that i have been incapable of sticking to my schedule all this while.I abhor the fact that i cannot enjoy recreational activities without feeling guilty.and all of this sacrifice is amounting to virtually nothing coz it seems I'm whiling away my time wondering why im in a down mood and all such inane frivolous trivialities seem to occupy my mind leaving me no time to study,read,watch movies,talk or sleep.
I hate this .
and every time I make a promise to myself okk enough is enough ,let me stop the rubbish right now,i end up procrastinating.
i really dunno whats come over me.I hate myself now-hormones or otherwise I feel like a complete loser nd needless to say I'm hating and abhorring every minute of this.

P.S last week i was feeling good.i don't know now whether its the antithesis effect.it better be that.nd more importantly i better be out of this perpetual PMS mess.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Fake ipl player's blog is astounding,simply astounding.To firstly come out with the pseudo names that are so interlaced with pun and then to describe the player's activity in a melodramatically comical manner.Simply good.Light reading with a lot of corny jokes that will help you to guffaw. And most importantly he seems to bash up everyone I hate. kudos :D