update on me

oh man haven't written a blog post since like months. what's with me?! so anyways. these months had been progressively ranging from routine-madness-super madness-dead.

October and November mostly went in the last few weeks of my internship. what fun it was. it was just endless timepass. i don't think I'd read more books in shorter time span! before you guys point a huge fat finger on me, let me tell you, i worked as well. so much so that my superiors used to think i am a very technically sound person. ha take that! on the last day all of us 7 trainees, Sneha (one of the employees of my dept), Linette (purchase dept) and Abhilash sir (my superior) went for a nice lunch at "US Pizzas" and then spent rest of the day taking pictures! we just shut down the dept and had fun!

the very next day i set out for Ahmadabad (i know where else!) wedding no.1 of the season. so my cousin, Kunal was getting married. new dresses and madam Nipa. we both had maximum fun. late nights, her parlour visits and mad dialogues. nights sitting, also a night at the banglow. Dhaval ragging. hes never going to hear the end of that!

November end - December was just a blur of applications, wedding no.2 and related functions. getting all dressed up, smiling endlessly, inside jokes with the cousins. then came my birthday. yes my 21st birthday. nothing out of the ordinary, (what can i say, i am not much of a party person), just i have the most amazing friends. EVER. so they gifted me a goddamn guitar. whoppiiee!! i am trying to learn it. seriously. by myself!

after my birthday week, it was mostly Nipa-times. going out, shopping, hanging out etc. and then she left..='(

2009 was almost over, when suddenly my friend Krupa invites us to have a new years party at her house. very generous, given our awesome gang of weirdos! oh that was one hell of a party. fun times..*reminiscing* (for pictures refer fbook)

new year started with a bang and a minor hangover. =D

hmmm..what do i say about January. it was/is the most weird month in the collection of months i have mentioned. it started with fun, somewhere in the middle major boredom and again random outings, movies and fun. some where in all that i had a placement interview and managed a job at Infosys. oh then, COLLEGE! you guys cannot believe how much i have missed my college. those corridors where we sit like we own it, the benches where i sleep using my bag as a pillow, those professors who are butt of many jokes and canteen dahi puri.

lets see how 2010 shapes up. all those people who have a question about my tattoo plans, its going to be done..probably in February - March..at least not later than that!

mistakes and then some...

so i read this blog by nice lady dizzy called "random bits of sparkle" : http://onedizzyvizzy.blogspot.com
i read this post by her and was inspired (I've been less and less inspired these days which explains the state of my blog or lack thereof)
any how the post was called "big mistake" and it goes something like this:

We all make them.
Then we realize what they are and move on.
Only to re-visit them a bit later.
We remember why it fell into the mistake category in the first place.

Yeah…it was a mistake…I knew that going in…
I’m gonna clap my hands, show my palms and go...
And then go back...

the words are so simple and yet makes us go through complex thought patterns. the whats, whys and hows. all mistakes, at some point, you see them coming yet usually end up hoping for the best. shut your eyes to believe things what you want; even though deep in your heart you might just realise you are just fooling your self if not anyone else. i will not deny so many of mistakes were a cause of my deliberate feigning of ignorance. i know everything is not rose gardens and rainbows. but what do i say, i am an idealist and an hopeless optimist, this is how i roll! =)

till laters,
xoxox
ni..

internship!

i haven't updated since long! reason one: little while i was too busy enjoying my vacations watching movies (record of 8 movies within 3 weeks!) reason two: just when i was finished with that, my internship started, and somehow i get tired doing no work so i come home sleep, really!

so i am interning at Asian Heart Institute, BKC. i am not half a doctor like my mom likes to say, i am just part of the technical team. that's a good word for mechanics. when machines malfunctions, who do u call? biomedical! sometimes problems are as dumb as they forgot to put on the power, and they tell us machine is not working! go figure. who made them doctors?

i have half day shifts 6 days a week. about 5 hrs a day. AND GUESS who i have for company!!?? Darshan, Aditya and Shivani, so rest assure its a hell of a party there! so we basically attend small fixing calls, routine check ups (of the machines), and do time pass when all machines surprisingly work, which happens very rarely. our senior engineers are pretty cool! so that is a positive experience right. by the way the guy who handles us most of the time, is just 2 yrs older to us.

so thats basically all about my internship. ok also, they don't pay us. by the way if anyone of you needs to go to Asian heart anytime, DO NOT under any circumstances, eat at Asian Heart. rather go to the US pizza outlet just outside. =)

till later!

section 377

ok i might not be an activist or something but i can tell you i am happy that India is opening its eyes to being a democracy it truly is. on July 2, 2009, Delhi high court gave a verdict in favour of decriminalising of gay and lesbian relationships. i took it for granted that every educated person would welcome this verdict, boy i was wrong.

we are one of the only progressive countries in the world that criminalised gay relationships, when it is hardly any secret that gay-ism is not alien to our culture, for eg: kamasutra or even the temple at khajurao which came long before we were even introduced to western cultures. it has to be understood that we are not gods to decide and impose someone their sexuality. it is not evil to be different. we call ourselves an handicraft of gods, so are gays, they do not fall off from the skies. it is someones personal choice and it is not a matter of family or culture or religion. it is every persons right to decide their own paths of happiness.

i am not trying to justify my thoughts or ideas to anyone because i respect the fact that everyone has a right to have thier own ideas. it is just that i hope everyone does open thier minds.

Ba

this is in fond memory of my grandmother, simply known as 'Ba', who passed away to a better place yesterday.

we take so much for granted, people around us mostly. but one day they just leave, leaving nothing but memories and words that echo in your head. although when it just happens, you are numb, confused because so many things happen at one time. within a few hours it hits you, they are gone. forever. they get transferred from being a constant presence to a photograph.

i was probably the first person to realise that she was gone, because i checked her pulse while waiting for the doctor. it was absent. worst part is i didn't even get to talk to her. then suddenly everything started coming back to my head. all the times we didn't get along, all the times i told her you don't understand, all the bad things I've done and said, intentionally or unintentionally due to my arrogance and ignorance over the last 12 years we've lived together. times i wished i could tell her i was sorry for and tell her i love her. i remembered her funny moods when she'd giggle like a 10 year old, i remembered when i was little how she used to feed me oranges, peeling the soft skin delicately and feeding only the pulp to me. i remembered how stubborn she could get, the trait i inherited. her anger. her soft hearted-ness. everything.

but i had to keep all that out of my head because i knew i had to take care of my mom who wouldn't stop crying and my sister who was the closest to her. holding back those tears were the toughest thing I've ever done. my room seemed empty. all her medicines still there but not her. i had promised her that we'll take her to "Chuda" this Diwali. but that Diwali never came. she was gone. i had never seen my father cry, but i did when they took her. and now shes gone, into the dust where we all come from. only thing i am happy is that she went peacefully, with a smile on her face.

to everyone else you may be dead, but to me you continue to live on, in my heart. i hope you are happy wherever you are Ba.
thank you for all the times. we love you.