Over 6000 hits and my 75th post... you guys have rocked my year! Or half a year... Thank you very very much... this blog is basically full of nonsense but I appreciate all the time you guys have spent visiting and trying to make sense out of it... for encouraging me on some of the worst days of my life and arguing with with me on topics important to me... laughing with me over a stupid joke or Dhruva's comment... I'd like to thank all you guys for everything.. Oh! And Kaushik you too... for all the spelling and grammar checks you've run!

This year has been the single most important year in my life. 12th board exams, leaving school.. starting college, finishing my first semester.. making new friends, bugging you guys with posts full of nonsense, loads of laughter, hugs, and tears... it's been one helluva ride. It marked the end of alot of journies and the start of another few hundred.

I'm not a person of too many words(lol)... As much as I'm tempted to sit down and list everything that's happened..just to bore you with the gory details.. I'm going to let you guys off the hook easy.

I'd just like to tell everyone in my life... Alot has changed, I have changed...grown up, the fast way this year...hard to imagine, but true. Anxiety, curiosity and sadness all seemed to go hand in hand at every good-bye. Anxiety and curiosity for what the future held, and sadness at losing something/someone I held very dear to my heart. But, here's what hasn't changed: You are and will always be important to me. Even though it seems I'm busy with new friends, or "my life", you are always remembered. I'd like to apologise for all the mistakes I've made and I hope you will forgive me. To my family, my friends and everyone I know... I love you guys, and I'm really glad and greatful that you are a part of my life.

May all of you be blessed with loads of love and joy... good health and patience..luck and the will to work hard... and loads and loads of hugs!! Here's wishing everyone a very very Happy New Year 2006!!

God bless!

"These people are abnormal and they need to be helped," was the response of a police comissioner when asked if homosexuality should be made illegal.

Lemme go in order... so just follow me, and then tell me what you have to say.

A gay activist cited an example of how the law can be and is twisted and turned when and as pleased. Under article 377 ( For you lawyers in the making, if it's not 377, then whichever article it is. I really dnt care what number you want to call it.) it is stated that forced sex with a man, a woman and an animal is an offence. So, a man who had sex with his chicken (way to go!!) wasn't prosecuted because a fowl is not an animal(someone please explain the difference to me??)

This very article, is of importance ( big surprise there) because it is under this article that child abusers are prosecuted. Rape comes under this article.

At this point, I'd also like to point out that policemen all around the country use this very "law" to harass people who might seem to be gay/lesbians. Homosexuals HAVE had to spend 6 months in jail on this very basis.

Some people want this law to be ammended. So that there is a seperate law that deals with abuse and rape and another that deals with homosexuality...

Now, I came across some very interesting statements made by some very famous people (I will not mention names) who have responded to the "Should homosexuality be legalised?" question. Politically correct statements of course. Here's a gist of them...

"It is an abnormality. Marraige between a man and a man or a woman and a woman is un-natural. By legalising this un-natural bond we are propogating this abnormality. But, let me make one thing clear, I agree that we should learn to accept such people. I have nothing against them. But it is abnormal."

"Marraige, as defined by the church, refers to a family. And a family primirarily consists of a man and a woman. Any other bond, like that of a man and a man or a woman and a woman, is not recognised as a marraige by the Church. And hence, the phrase, gay marraige is of no significance." (Father...God bless you.. NOT!!)

"We should help such people. We should help treat this abnormality. It is a problem and needs to be treated."

A gay person, in response to this offer of treatment and sympathy, had this to say : I can hear, walk, talk and see. All my five senses work. What is this problem you are talking about? What is this problem you want to treat? (Answer that smartypants..ha!)

Politically correct, my little toe. I was ashamed and disgusted on hearing people voice such veiws. Fact of the matter is that you think these people are abnormal. That they carry a disease or something. That they have a problem that needs to be treated so that it doesn't, what was that word that wise guy used? aah.. so that is doesn't propogate.

A person doesn't chose to be homosexual. It is something genetic, that comes from within. Wake up mister! These people are every bit as human as you and I. Oh I'm sorry, as human as me. Not you.

Two very interesting points come to mind:

1. Sex between animals of the same sex is not un common. It has been seen and documented. So, there goes your "un natural" theory out of the window.

2. There should be a law against policemen barging into other peoples houses to check on who they are sleeping with!!

Every person is an image of God. Each person is perfect. Who the hell are you/we/me to discriminate and point fingers are some people and saying that they are wrong??

It makes these people question themselves. Get into drugs. Try to live a normal life by marrying the other sex. And bringing AIDS home. Along with misery.

The question when reframed, "Sir, suppose the two were seperated, as is being suggested. Do you support a law legalising gay marraiges?"

"No." And they repeated the same bullshit as mentioned above.

NOW, you know what I think. I think that it was better when we were living in the forests. People back then had SENSE. Oh! what's the best part? They knew how to be human. Well, as human as an ape/chimp can be. But seriously, I'd rather be a chimp than a person who thinks the way these above mentioned people think. In short, I think everyone is an individual and is defined by some characteristics. Each person has his/her own personality, mind and feelings. No one, and I mean no one, has the right to stop a person on the road and say, "You're a guy. You have no right to have sex with another guy. It's wrong. There's something wrong with you. Lemme take you to a doc, and we can sort this out."

It might come as a shock to some people, but two people in a relationship, don't spend all their time having SEX. Big shocker there, huh?? People in love, do other stuff than making love all, the sexual way, all the time. And it is about LOVE. Not SEX all the time. They live their lives together, work, play, and whatever normal people do, too. Why do you want to define them as different form different? Each person is different. But you want to call these people different from all the other differents, that you and me are?? (good analogy, huh? Really brainy.. but u get the pt!!)

Now.. before you get totally lost..tell me what you think..untill then, im gnna go do some chemistry.. exam tomorrow! Damn you'd think you'd get rid of such things once you get into college... But take my word.. it just keeps getting worse!!

Oh!! BACK TO THE POST..!! Concentrate.. ;)

Have a lovely day..love ya guys!

I was watching Cricket Controversies on NDTv the other day and to me, it has been proven without doubt, that Mr.Sidhu's sense of humor is unbeatable. The guy is superbly crazy. In a good way.

The stuff he says is so hilarious, that I jot down my most favorite lines, everytime I watch this show or hear him commenting on a live cricket match...As in... they aren't JOKES or anything... it's just his way of parting wisdom and commenting on something/anything is funny..So here's a collection of all the "quotes" that I've managed to collect and a few others I got after googling his name...Read ALL of them... you won't be sorry!!

"The world is all about mind and matter; I don't mind and you don't matter."

{ When Farooque Sheikh, host of the talk show Jeena isi ka naam hai asked him what he thinks of those who criticize his style of commentary }

A good lather is half the shave.

He's shredded than into smithereens
{On Rahul Dravid hitting a boundary, India v England, 2002}

All that comes from a cow is not milk.

As innocent as freshly laid eggs.

He flew like a bird and plucked it out of thin air.
{On Indian fielder Sadagopan Ramesh's diving catch against Sri Lanka}

Beauty even when silent is eloquent.

He is like Indian three-wheeler which will suck a lot of diesel but cannot go beyond 30!
{On Sri Lankan batsman Romesh Kaluwitharna who was wasting balls without making runs}

Nobody travels on the road to success without a puncture or two.

Its very difficult to kill a man who is hell bent upon committing suicide!

My idea of a bird is 36-24-36.

The third umpires should be changed as often as nappies and for the same reason.

New Zealanders are like bicycles in a cycle stand - one falls down and the complete row will be down!
{ In India's last match against New Zealand}

Sri Lankan score is running like an Indian taxi meter.

Statistics are like miniskirts, they reveal more than what they hide.

There is light at the end of the tunnel for India, but it's that of an oncoming train which will run them over.

That ball went so high it could have got an air hostess down with it !!
{When Saurav Ganguly took a catch that had gone very high in the air}

The ball whizzes past like a bumble bee and the Indians are in the sea.

The gap between bat and pad is so much that I would have driven a car through it... !!

The Indians are finding the gaps like a pin in a haystack.

You can't play a symphony alone, it takes an orchestra to play it.
{ For it is the team work that matters my friend...}

The Indians are going to beat the Kiwis! Let me tell you, my friend, that the Kiwi is the only bird in the whole world which does not have wings!
{To Martin Crowe}

A fallen lighthouse is more dangerous than a reef.

When you are dining with the demon you've got to have a long spoon!

You got to choose between tightening your belt or losing your pants.

Wickets are like wives - you never know which way they will turn!
{In the midst of a verbal duel with Martin Crowe}

Experience is like a comb that life gives you when you are bald.

Even a cock crows over his own dunghill.

Beware of the naked man who offers you his shirt.

As uncomfortable as a bum on a porcupine. (oww oww owwwwwww!!!)

Merry christmas guys!! 'wishing you loads and loads of happiness and love...

Do I really want more people on this planet who look/talk/think/ and do everything like I do?? But that's what we are moving towards. The n th twin.

Baby factories where you can tell the robot/guy sitting at the window what color hair/skin/eyes/sex/blah blah you want your child to have and voila`!! Your baby pops out of a machine, with a tag that reads "Best before 60 years from date of manufacture". Do I want that? I ummm..think i'll stick to the stork delivering mine.

We were having a discussion on this whole cloning craze that's going on and what we think about it. I hadn't really thought about it.. but after spending some time thinking about a baby with desired characteristics, like they would say in sci-talk, popping out of a machine... there being more than one Me on this planet..I've decided I don't like the idea.

I mean other than the reason I gave my prof; Sir, if babies were to be produced in factories, then we'd be missing out on the fun part... there are many other reasons why I'd rather this genie stayed in its lamp and came out only once in a while, to save the world.

Genes are the instruction books to life. They hold information regarding how tall you are, what color your hair,eyes, skin, etc are and they can also tell you your expiry date. Mankind today, has learnt not only how to read this code but also how to modify and replace it. This is called genetic cloning.

While it grants some people an easier life and others a new life all together, it can have it has its bad side too.

Ok.. for a second.. just imagine.. you knew when you were going to die.. how much fun would life be for you? I mean, the whole charm of life becomes non-existant once you know that. Also, by modifying this age-gene/death-gene or whatever you want to call it, aren't we taking it onto ourselves to decide when who dies and when who doesn't?? And isn't that not our work? What I mean to say is that there is a God. A creator. A supreme being. By altering our own deaths and births aren't we defying nature? This supreme power?

Me thinks everything in the correct doses is right. That is, if we think we are mature enough to utilise this science for saving lifes, curing people, preventing them of pain,etc then we should go ahead. But if this is some sort of a power game at the end of which you see yourself standing on the globe and claiming yourself to be the greatest then we should STOP. 'cuz hey buddy! You aren't the greatest. I am.

:)

Isn't it illegal to kill people before they've had the oppurtunity to turn 18??


No?


Well then do something and MAKE it!!


Sue Anna University... banish the Vice-Chancellor.. Abolish exams... DO SOMETHING!! ANYTHING!!


P.S: If you haven't guessed, I have an exam tomorrow. So umm.. jst yelll and curse along with me, so that I feel better? :(

Now, now don't go fainting on me.. I haven't written this and hence the title reads "definitely worth a read".. It's just a story, but I think we can all connect to it....forwarded by a friend, and well, to put it mildly, definitely worth a read.

On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the supermarket to buy the remaining of the gift I didn't manage to buy earlier.

When I saw all the people there, I started to complain to myself," It is going to take forever here and I still have so many other places to go.

Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year. How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after it..."

Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and there I started to curse the prices, wondering if after all kids really play with such expensive toys.

While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small boy of about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest.
He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked so sad. I wondered who this doll was for. Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him, "Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?"

The old lady replied, "You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear."
Then she asked him to stay here for 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I started to walk toward him and I asked him who he wanted to give this doll to. "It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her, after all, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can not bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that she can give it to her when she goes there." His eyes were so sad while saying this.

"My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mummy will also go to see God very soon, so I thought that she could bring the doll with her to give it to my sister."



My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, "I told daddy to tell mummy not to go yet. I asked him to wait until I come back from the supermarket."

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me, "I also want mummy to take this photo with her so that she will not forget me." I love my mummy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and took a few notes and said to the boy, "What if we checked again, just in case if you have enough money?"

"Ok," he said. "I hope that I have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll, and even some spare money. The little boy said, "Thank you God for giving me enough money." Then he looked at me and added, "I asked yesterday before I slept for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mummy can give it to my sister. He heard me." "I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mummy, but I didn't dare to ask God too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and the white rose." "You know, my mummy loves white rose." A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I left with my trolley.

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.
I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck who hit a car where there was one young lady and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-assisting machine, because the young lady would not be able to get out of the coma.

Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself and went to buy a bunch of white roses and I went to the mortuary where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wish before burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place crying, feeling that my life had been changed forever.
The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk man had taken all this away from him.

DO NOT DRINK AND DRIVE!!

love ya guys, bless ya and merry christmas!

"You have GOT to tell us who it is", begged one of my dearest friends Simrat.

"Yeah, c'mon, TELL US. It can be like my b'day gift", I begged( it was world begging day!!) Disha.

I bet she was starting to regret having come at all. One tends to do that alot, even though they are your best friends!

"Now is NOT the time," She very seriously said. We just nodded our heads, half heartedly, like we completely understood... And if she was thanking her stars for Rashmi not having had started hounding her

"Is it the time now?" Rash asked... well her prayers just went unanswered.

"Yeah, is it time now?? c'mon.." I urged.

I almost heard her send up a quick prayer of thanks, for having being blessed with 30 seconds of peace. And for making hamburgers HUGE, 'cuz that's what I had in my mouth and that's what resulted in the 30 seconds delay. I'm sorry sweetie.. :)

"OK."

Another 30 seconds of silence.

"Is it the time NOW?"

"C'mon, the suspense is killing me. Who is it? Have we ever met him? How long have you guys known eachother?"

"Take a deep breath Rash. Now, there.. easy have it. One question at a time. And you start answering each of them young lady..FAST.PRONTO."

"No, it is not time YET." Disha very patiently informed us.

"God! I hate it when people do that..! First they start saying something, and then don't complete the damn story...pah. C'mon. Tell us NOW!!"

"I am not going to tell you his name, until I tell him I like him too." said Disha.

"Well, there you go guys. At least we know for sure it's a HIM," said ME the great!!

P.S: Oh Disha?! You DID and DO still call us your best friends. In case, you needed reminding!!

:D

Hellos to everybody. This is a pretty random post, unlike, ofocurse, the others on this page..ahem.. Actually, I spent yesterday in Hyderabad with my dad... so that unexpected day off from my daily mundane life gave me time to think alot and observe alot of stuff... here's what i found!!

> People always message you, try to call you.. when you are on national roaming and each incoming call is charged at Rs.4.99/min !! So, I very conviniently switched off my phone. I did, for around a full 20 seconds, hesistate and wonder what would happen if there was an emergency or something... but then I muttered something like "what the hell" and did the deed. It's kinda funny.. it felt good to have me all to myself for a change.

> I know..i know.. i AM a hypocrite. First, I buy a cell phone so that people can contact me even when i'm not at home. And then, I feel superb about having kept my phone switched off for a day!! ;)

>I came across a hoarding advertising about The Economic Times. Frankly, I love the newspaper. And hence, wasn't disappointed by the advertisement. Finally, an ad which didn't have a half naked babe with a beer bottle or something. Anyway it showed an eagle, in a going-to-snatch-a-fish-out-of-water pose. Only, the fish was depicted by a shark fin. The "jingle" read.. If you think, you can

>The guy at the entrance and I are now very good friends. I was pretty amused when I first saw him. Those men with turbans and huge moustaches you see on TV or read about...And here I was looking at an actual replica. Best part was when he gave me this huge smile to wish me a very good afternoon. Poor guy, little did he know, that he'd found himself as a fan, ME!!! MY poor dada... bathroom slippers to a 5 star and friends with the bell man and door man. He's kinda proud of me though... Have you ever seen the way these foreigners greet the bell man and the door and man and every other man, a very good day in return while around 90% Indians, just stick their noses high up in the air and walk past. I always wish them back, with my absolutely gorgeous smiles :D and thanks them too. It's what I've been taught. And I'm 100% glad and proud of my parents for having taught me. For you see... The fact that they are there to serve you... doesn't make them your servants

>I travelled by Indian Airlines on my way TO hyderabad and took the Jet back home. Neither failed to disappoint me. IA left at after a very reasonable (for it's standards) delay of 25 minutes while Jet was dot on time. The flight crew, bless their souls, were unashamedly made fun of by me.

I was travelling back alone so was getting bored... while taxing the runway, I could see these army people getting ready for a parade or something.. so I did a very me-like thing and waved. The guy next to me, was so amused, tapped me on my shoulder and with a very kind smile asked me, "Who are you waving to?"

>While eating, and looking at the clouds floating beneath me, I was thinking up of excuses to give to my teacher for not having completed some work that needed to be submitted. After alot or thinking, I decided to stick to the "Sir, my dads bag and my bag got interchanged. So, all my charts and files are with him." And to any queries as to what bag and what dad, I decided to let him know that I had been to Hyderabad for a day to meet my doctor. My dad had to go to Delhi from there and I came home, and st to college. The check -in crew made a mistake. (The second part was the complete truth)

> Little did I know that I wouldn't have to lie at all!! I hate lying! I absoultely hate it... but then I didn't have an option. And guess what? I didn't need an option to not have. Because our bags did actually get interchanged!! We checked in at the same time, and I guess they made a mistake. Hahaha!! Poor dad...!!

>Anyway, I am back home. And very glad about it. I have exams starting next week. And with no further need to worry about my health, I can start studying without worrying!! (an ahem to the "start studying part" please :) )

>I guess that's about it from me for now... by the by, if any of you guys want a particular christmas carol to be played, I'll be obliged. And do be kind enough to tell me how the templates look?? I don't know if any of you know but, I've started another blog for only pictures. You can check it out here!!

>'guess i've bored you guys enough... have a lovely day!! much love,