Twin blasts in Hyderabad in very public places seems to have as much importance (I'm not saying more, for the press deserve some respect even if it means lying through my teeth) as Salman Khan being sentenced to 5 years of imprisonment.

The most worrying question is not "How India will react to this act of terrorism" but what will the film industry do, having lost both Sanjay and Salman in less than a month to prison, specially considering that Aamir, Sharukh and Akshay are booked solid till 2009. What will they do!! What will they do?!

Here's how the headlines go:

Sanjay has to spend another night because his sister, who hired a helicopter to deliver his interim bail papers to the jail officers was delayed.

Salman Khan spends first night in jail!! Exclusive coverage, stay with us.

Salman Khan's father, Salim khan talks to us exclusively. Excerpts read : His mother is in some kind of shock *ohmigod* and the family is dealing with all this. What else can they do?

On other news,

Girls in a government school aren't allowed to use the only bathroom that there is in the school, and are instead asked to use the drain in open view of male teachers and students.

Shibu Soren has been acquitted, and released from jail. He expresses wishes to become minister again.

Twin blasts in Hyderabad- around 30 dead and more than 70 people injured.

Women in a small town in Maharashtra take to the streets in protest against Liquor Shops- where men drink and then harass females. The district collector (much to my surprise) listened to them and has ordered elections on this issue. The women have been threatened by the men folk with blood shed and acid.

Coming up in the entertainment news:

All ministers refrain from throwing chairs and chappals and hurling insults in the Parliament when, the Japanese PM paid them a visit.

Left warns the government about operationlization of the 123 Agreement.

... And more. Stay with us.
I'm disgusted to say the least.

I don't give a tiny rats ass about Salman Khan's first night in prison. Because in spite of all the crap about "all prisoners are treated equally in my jail" money talks. Plain and simple.

"Justice has been served" ; "Our judiciary IS in fact impartial" and anything along these lines is utter crap again. When they're putting celebs in jail to save face they're also acquitting the Shibu Soren s of the world. For which by the by, I should actually be bowing down to the CBI. My apologies to the court. Whom I shall applaud for describing the CBI s effort as "miserable". I'd add a few more colorful words, but then I'm not sitting as the judge and most definitely do not have white hair.

Something as simple as asking for a discussion of the 123 Agreement in the Parliament and asking for clarifications before the deal is operationalized has been made into "What Will Listening to the Left do to the PM s self respect?" Jezus. All is does is show that we live in a democracy.

Pah. Anyway, like you can see, it was just another week in India. Hope you guys had a louely week.

All my love.

Independence Day kinda loses it charm without having to get up at 7:00 AM to be in school by 7:15AM for the march past (read: trekking across a ground which hasn't been kept, all this is done half asleep). Then there's the added pleasure of hearing the same I-Day speeches in Tamil, Hindi and English. And best of all- the dances that are staged. Sigh, those were the days! Anyway, here's to a nation that's 60 years old!

It's kinda sad to admit but I'm going 20 and I still haven't had a proper sleep over. I mean, I've had friends over at my place, but haven't actually ever gone to someone else s. So, another new thing done before the year ends- I had my first sleep over!! It was fun.

Except the part where I was described as being martinetish. Of all the things on the planet! Apparently, it's not what she meant. Hmph. You know what the best part is? This word is the first word under "How to insult your enemies" in a book I'm reading and is used mainly on guys!!

THIS comes after I've finally gotten over her having called me "manly". Who needs enemies when you have friends like this?!

I love having random conversations with people. And there's only a handful people who can make me laugh and are well, on the same wavelength. Without letting on about the who's and the why s in too much detail, here's a snippet:

He, is a guy in love with one of my friends. She, is the friend of mine He loves. I and A had the phone and decided to play a prank.

He: I may forget my name, but I'll remember yours even at 100. *from prev conversation 'll get killed about mentioning.* *puke*

She(I and A actually, messaging as She): Pk is a martinet.

He: What's a martinet and what does that have to do with what I'm saying?

She: I brushed my teeth today!

He: My dog doesn't wear underwear.

She: Three dogs are going at it outside my window.

He: It's raining poodles in my house.

She: I want to live in a house made of chocolate.

He: I'd like the pool to be filled with beer though.

She: What if the kids get drunk?

He: Well, then we'll just be one big happy family.

'Couldn't stop laughing for ages. I'm so happy for you love!

Koze- Happy Burday! Wishing you the best that there is, because you deserve nothing less.

Nothing much else. Hope you childrens have a louely week.

All my love.

Hey! You guys are in luck this time, I'm still "running out of words", so this will be the shortest friendship day post ever.

This year has been more important than most. I've done away with a truck load of doubts and few hundred insecurities. I've made some really really great friends and I've realized that the friends I have are more awesome than I gave them credit for.

Somehow, on this day, there's always a few unexpected messages/calls that make you glad; and then there's some real good friends who forget to/don't wish because the bleddy mobile companies are changing you for every text; and not to forget at least one friend who thinks all of this is a load of crap and gives you the most I-can't-believe-you're-so-sthupit look when he sees you smile at one of those lame cliched messages. Or a post on your blog.

I don't care if you believe in this day or don't, I'm just glad that you're a part of my life and I'd like to thank you. I'd say is separately, but then this would turn out very long- we share the funniest relationships of all: most of us haven't met, don't even know for sure if the other is a guy or a girl and yet we rejoice in each other s happiness and share each other s sorrow.

Here's wishing each of you the best that there is, happy friendships day!

All my love.

Good things are happening.


Good things are happening!

And I'm down with a terrible cold.

Good things are happening!!

First off- funny word I came across the other day: callipygian. Calli meaning beautiful and pygian is derived pyge- buttocks. So, a person with great buttocks is a callipygian.

Sounds sane enough when I'm telling it to you know, depending on who you are, but it was so damn when I found this word. Still is, in fact.

Another great discovery: What is photography etymologically? "Written in light"- I thought it sounded great... written in light. Sigh(the good one).

Weather is awesome, I finally met and heard Dr. Kalam- he's a funny (in a good way) man and it was a funny episode. But he is a nice guy, and that's big coming from me. At one point he asked us to pledge to create a corruption free world, this part was very conveniently ignored by a few people present there.

That's about it. Hope you guys had a lovely day.

All my love.

I can play the guitar! I can, I can. It's bleddy tough, but my pieces are finally starting to sound like music. Yay, me.

I've always wanted to learn how to play one. Ever since I saw Zeenat Aman "strum" chura liya hai tumne jo dil ko, I just had to learn how to do that myself. Somehow, there never was any time.

You'll be surprised to know that almost every person other than Koze, of course who came to know that I was learning had only this to say- Oh! That's so nice. I've always wanted to. Koze, on the other hand thought it was a very popular instrument and that I was just being one of the crowd.

It's sad, how much time one wastes. And one shouldn't, because it's never coming back. And the going just keeps getting tougher, and NOT any better no matter how high paid a job you end up with or even your own minting press.

And dancing is so much fun! Everyone should do it. Even if in your own living rooms. Plus, I'm getting better, and love every minute of it.

Anyway, so I can get done with this year having accomplished two things I've always wanted to do. Hopefully, I'll get the third done soon too.

What've you done this year that you've always wanted to do?

Ghosts aren't nice things to live with. All that cartoon crap you've watched so far was exactly that, crap.

I'm standing on the threshold of what is to be the most important year of my life. Instead of seeing where I need to get to, of how everything I've ever wanted will soon come true, all I can see, is me standing in the very same place around 3 years ago. To the dot.

All the locked up memories, stuff I thought was a thing of the past- the good, the bad, the ugly and the most ugly- it's all back. Add to that list insecurity, major doubts, a visit by old ghosts, the damn voices in my head, you're getting the idea. That, should explain my sudden loss of words.

And I'm shit scared.

You could not know a person, and at the same time you know them. You could sit beside a person for 12 years, everyday in class, and still not know them. You could also think you knew them, and never have known them at all.

It's ironic mostly, funny too from a lot of angles (had to be) and extremely confusing when you admit to it. It takes a while to get to know me, because I make it tough for people to prod and peep. I'd know you from top to bottom, inside out, upside down and you wouldn't have scratched the surface, even.

For the very same reason, while I can make every birthday special for you and remember each date that's of importance however insignificant to another. I could write you the bestest testimonial (yeah, the Orkut- effect) ever or find the perfect words to help you figure yourself/ things out.

You on the other hand, would be able to do none of this in return. You wanting to, or not wanting to- another issue entirely. And that's when, it sinks in?

"It" would be being too precise. 'cuz I have no idea what. Something does, I just don't know what.

All my love.