Virtual hibernation

Yes, I am virtually hibernating. I just peeped in to say “This is my 200th post. This post is dedicated to the Madras Mozart. The amount of influence that his music has had on me can never be described. His music can only be felt. Thank you ARR, yet again, for casting a spell on me. Dilli 6. 200. Sheer bliss.”

Keyed up !

Theatre. Evam. Saarang. Hyperventilations

*dazed and drunk*

11 more days to go !

Phew !

Relief.

The last ten days of December

The last few days of 2008 can’t get any better. What exactly is happening around me ?

NOW I know, why I always say December has always been my favourite month.

The last ten days of December. I float.

P.S : The green serene roads of IIT-M, here we (“The whole lot of us”) come

Shades..

I had to write something here to prevent my page from rotting

I guess word-dot posts on people tend to make me happy. I ll stick on to that for now.

Saibaba Colony. Kurukshetra ‘07 Marketing Challenge . Coffee junkies. Snow white . Uncannily titled rock bands and songs (Biotech is godzilla Who could have thought of such a thing ! ). Blogs. Blog comment pages, littered with insane conversations. Victims of ‘the one who attacks the S boys of colony’ . Leg-pulls. Non-stop nonsense. Co-long-walk-lovers. Heh. Bleh. ARC baais . Insane doses of lunacy. Virtual hyper-ness. Real grins. Incoherent talks. The best company on dull, boring days. Starbucks (NO MISTLETOE ). High-spirited and lack-lustre mokkais. Gtalk conference chats. Two of my bestest friends in the whole wide world. THE Khatarnaak Langoors Sharan and Shrey Here’s to us !

P. S – To Swathi, belated happy happy birthday girl Here’s to more Hobbes-ish-ness, Crackles and Euphoria

P.P.S – Umm.. Did I leave out something ?

The whole lot of us :)

Done.

(Clockwise. Starting from the centre. Nacha, Mahesh, My CD, filled with all our signatures, Premi, Swat, Preeti, Saurav, Kalyan and Sharan)

Street kids !

Firstly, many many many more happy returns of the day dear graffiti girl

Yesterday, Mahesh, Saurav, Kalyan, Sharan, Swat, Preethi, Nacha and I

! Roamed in the streets for eight hours

! Made masks in the common parking lot and created artificial snow

! Stood at the town bus stand junction for nearly 3 hours, on and off, creating ruckus, making “take diversion” posters, attracting mendicants (Saurav ) and medical shop owners (Sharan ), hunting for bombs and waiting for SOMETHING momentous to happen in our lives

! Might have been mistaken for terrorists/protesters

! Played with a thermocol gun and a real knife

! Had fun

I am glad I’m alive

Update – WHO SAID EMBL IS ONE OF THE BEST GENE DATABASES ?

The Weekend

IM. Watchmen.Discussions on life, individuals, commitment, memories, golas, poverty, directions and various other arbitrary things. Race course. Walks on empty roads. Sunny afternoons.Resounding laughter. Jokes. Witticism. Leg-pulls. Sarcasm. Dandya. A white flower with yellow pollen grains on it. The big pebble. Scrawlings. Stick-fights. Stone-faces. Frankies. Apple and detergent. The weekend.

Saurav, Sharan and Kalyan. GD Road. Sunday afternoon 4:00 p.m.

Oscillating

…between inaudible murmurs and candy-striped clouds

Black flowers

~ I watched some really good movies, during the last week, to make up for the Fashion hangover. Out of all those that I watched, I would rate I am Sam, Les Choristes(Shoddy subtitles. Movie, dubbed in Italian. Despite all this, it was beautiful), The Man from Earth and Memento, the best (I am Sam, tops the list). Thanks Sharan(m) and Sharan(f)

~ Done with one week of holidays. Spent time lazing around, watching movies, eating steaming hot-rice, vegetables and kootus, with my grandparents, commenting on senseless Tamizh serials, going for walks and wasting time with the other jobless souls

~ That little deed that she did made me realize she means more to me than I thought she did

~ Swatting mosquitoes can actually be fun

~ It feels weird to know  that you have stepped out of your house  without informing your people, going for a walk for about half hour-forty five minutes and then realizing that you haven’t informed at home about your whereabouts. (Yes I know, mobile phones do exist)

~ I am becoming insanely attached to this home-town of mine

~ I stood under a tree and admired the rains, after a really long time on Wednesday

~ There is something magical about a group of birds flapping their wings, taking sharp unexpected turns, making sweeping descents and abrupt ascents together

~ I feel like singing ‘Lollipop lollipop’ and wandering in the wilderness like the kids in Stand by me