Tuesday, February 26, 2008

A Tag Way Out

Well when you don't have anything to write about, a tag is like putting a commercial ad between the regular stuff... So Dreamy deserves a THANK YOU!! [thank you dreamy... :D]
I am actually suffering from word-scarcity so I begin ->

Life Ten years ago:

hmmm... Life in white n blue. Early morning bus chasing and standing in the late-line everyday. Singing the national anthem thinking "omg I forgot to bring the homework copy". Practice made the excuse-making skill perfect but even then carried remarks in school dairy which had to return with parent's signature as a token of the untold conspiracy. Exam time followed by the haunting report card day. Complains and complains and hmmm.... okay, complains and complains... thats it. Well, on the happier side, lunch time gossips, playing lock n key and attending the next class like bhigi-billi's. When the school bell rang, a rush and race to block the window seat of the bus by just throwing the bag. The alu-kablis and churan... the pangas and dhamkis... the taking sides and friendships...

omg I miss you school.....

Life Five years ago.

Okay this was the most eventful phase of my school life. Class 11 in a new school. We even shifted our residence from the traditional north kolkata to the hip n happening south. Peak adolescence and bloomig teen age... altogether life was totally exciting. My best friend was my neighbour and my boyfriend was also my neighbour. okay can life be anyways better than this??? Me and my best friend , we were partners in every possible crimes viz. looting the gariahat junk jewellery shops, smoking silk-cut( mind you, not the lights), night stays, crank calls, adam-teasing, boozing till we got drunk... et all.... those days witnessed my growing up as a girl, my long crying nights after my break up, my crushes on almost every good looking guy, me slogging before exams and the most important of all I got my mentor in this very phase of life.

Life tomorrow.

I have to finish the graphics syllabus, oh shit I even have tuition in the morning.

Five locations I would love to run away to.

1-> Japan, my mentor is there and I completely love the people out there.

2-> To a small hut in the rural areas of Paro, Bhutan.

3->In a concert where there are Rashid Khan, John Abraham, Enrique Iglesias, Prem Joshua and George Cloony.

4->To a meadow with lush green field and sheep around and I am having a pen, papers and a guitar.

5->To our house in Dakshineshwar and live with my grandma throughout my life.

Five bad habits I have.

1-> Nail biting :

2->Advising people unnecessarily. Well I am seriously working on it.

3->Not to be able to control laughing once I start.

4->Making routines everyday and not even trying to stick to it.

5->Eating like a pig. :P

Five things I will never wear.

1->Shakha n Pola. Bengalis will know what are these.

2->Any garment that exposes your belly-button.

3->A platform-heeled shoe.

4->A wrist-band. I don't know why!

5->Clothes having flags of any country.

Five biggest joys at this moment.

1->I am home.

2->Dinner is ready.

3->I did not fight with Ron , mom or dad today.

4->Our project is through.

5->I am alive.

Something to achieve by next year.

Admission to a good university in US.

Something that impacted me last year.

Mine and Ron's break-up.

What will I miss about 2007.

Septonexus!

Five things I want to do before I die.

1->Live life as it comes.

2->Be happy whenever I can.

3->Don't want to be bogged down by problems of life.

4->Show mom and dad that I did not settle in US leaving them alone.

5->Marry Ron and have a wonderful life with him.

Okay...Done...Pls Comment guys :D!

And I tag Pranay, Rashi, Nothingman, The None and whoever is getting highly bored!!

Saturday, February 16, 2008

I wish

I were a princess. Not wearing gaudy gowns or carrying a wand in hand but dressed in colourful lehnga-choli and chunri, adorned with churis and jhumkas.... (sounds pretty much... duhh... right?) Actually this is a phase of life that I am going through. I am suffering from a "feeling-like-and-wannabe-princess" complex....
Reasons are countless viz. my rajasthan trip, after effects of its dreams and not to forget the just seen movie Jodha Akbar. Ok, yes, I am being a kid, dreaming bollywoodish but then comeon afterall who will backoff if one is asked to be a king or a queen? It's always fascinating. Just that these whishes have faded away amidst our peer-pressured-pragmatisms.
The magnanimity of the quilas, beautiful architectures, lots of jwelleries, colourful festivals, praises and hails, extravagant leisures and tons of pride.... what else can anyone dream about.
Viewing it from a different angle - King, authoritarian rule, armed forces, zeal of conquering and capturing, politics, wars. But if we take a sneak peek into our very own "today", won't we find the same things with just names changed - ministers, exploited citizens, nuclear threats, "greed" of power, warfares. Only thing that changed is the authoritarian rule. Now it is called DEMOCRACY. (omg! I really feel like laughing). Authoritarian rule in which the king is always concerned about the welfare of his land and its people is now a far fetched dream. Implementation of democracy was a joke on the face of the dynasties. Now the "Kings" are elected from among the people just not to bother themselves about the country and its people when they become "kings".
Talking about myself I really have thought about this a lot.
What if someday you wake up in the morning and see that you are living in a palace where you can sing, dance, paint, play, write do anything you like and live happily ever after!!! Okay I finally woke up and the morn light knocked me down. After a whole day's work, when I am tired and worn out...I still wish.... If I WERE A PRINCESS!!!! :)

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Tall-Mall

A new mall has opened near my place. It is SUPPOSED to be the biggest mall in Asia. Being a part of the crowd I was so damn excited to visit it. So me, ron and dreamy- we made a plan to go to the tall-mall, as we coined it.
It was big-real big. Huge crowd. Everyone went there to see. Even us. See? See what? Ok that is an examination-standard question. Guys were seeing gals. Gals were seeing other gals. Old fellows were seeing the young guys and gals. Young guys and gals were in no way interested in the old fellows. Couples were seeing the shops and pertinent stuffs viz. gifts, candles, lingerie et all and romancing around them. Homemakers were seeing the price tags. Husbands were seeing the things which he is never going to buy for his wife. Hey wait a min- did i say that we went to see the MALL? Well. Varied interests.
The tall-mall was not that tall. But big. When you enter you can only see escalators moving up n down, up n dowm with hundreds of people in it. Some scared of it, some excited.
Tall-mall is a very good tourist place as even people who have money cannot buy anything. You can only See. Shops branded, non-branded, big, small, highly expensive, moderate expensive.....
But strangely everyone was shopping but through the window *lolz* Even the Jockey showroom was full of people running thier hands through 5000 bucks lingerie. Ritu Kumar's showroom was as crowded as the junk jewellery shops of Gariahat, where you can shop heavily if you have only 100 bucks. Ron found a shirt, cotton one, good-not bad. It would have cost 1500 bucks in any branded shop viz. van huesen... but the price tag whispered that it was of 5000 bucks.
Anyways, comeon enough of money hanky-panky. The shops that could make us enter was Starmark, Spencers and PlanetM. They were like their other peers.
But the most amazing part of the day is - Dreamy could buy a book from THAT tall-mall which was only 60 bucks and Ron found a Mercedes Benz for 150 bucks *lolz*