Pavithra

I'm rather fond of her. Maybe it's because I went to a mixed school and I know how to deal with this stuff without making things awkward. Or maybe it's because I'm a genuinely nice person. Or maybe it's because she called Rohit jeeju and in some weird way it reminded me of Krishna.

Settle Down

Let's try this. Lets try writing someone a letter. Let's start with the first person in your address book.

Dear Abi Aunty, It's been ages since I wrote to you! Do you still have breast cancer or did the last operation do the trick? How's Alina's grand mom and whatever happened to their cats? Do you still play bridge tournaments with Uncle Bob? We had a friend from Australia visit recently. She knew mom before I was born so it's nice to hear stories of mom and dad's good ol' times while she was around. Her son, Sam is Zohrab's age and hasn't given up his bratiness and cracker-craze even after all these years. As kids, he teamed up with my brother, smuggled 20 boxes of aussie candy into a tent and ate them all in a day! This time he brought his girlfriend who was so very polite and well-behaved, I think mom wanted to adopt her by the end of their stay!

Dear Abha Sah, We're sorry Sam's pants are still with you. I recently realised one of my friends from Pune was going to Oz in Jan and could have easily taken it back with him. If mom had just let me think clearly instead of couriering them to you in Mumbai we wouldnt even be having this conversation!! Anyway, I gues you could give them away to anyone who would put them to good use!

Dear Shake! Is your beard still chest-long and shaggy? We missed you at Su's budday dinner. Actually her mom missed you most and so did the lonely bowl of gajar halwa! Wish you were still around or at least kept in touch more often. I have that link to your flickr gallery in my FB inbox. Must go check it out now! 

PS: I still regret losing our Komodinator comic book! 

 Hi Osho! My boyfriend wanted to join the Osho community online! any advice? ;) Heard you're dating a familiar Bangalore-based RJ, how's that going for you? I wish I didn't sound so bitter but I still remember you as the bald-headed whiner who broke my friend's heart! 

Hi Alina, Ah, I should go back and watch your wedding video again! :) How's Glenn? Saw something about his new store..the car parts thing..on FB...tell me more about it. Are you in Toronto now? Vancouver? Or in the US? I've lost track...

Hi Pinto, Sir, I remember you telling me I look happier and calmer after I'd started working. I wonder if you've got your Phd yet! Your blog still running?? And I have half a mind of digging out that infamous Optional Eng paper and reading it again. You remember the one in which I failed by 2 marks and you refused to submit my answer sheet to the Exam dept cos of the obscenities I'd written?! I'm still wondering what YOU really thought of it and why you floated the idea of doing a paper on it, which was of course shot down by Sudhamshu, who thought I was looking for those extra 2 marks to pass the crappy mid-terms! Anyway, I hope you still have that mug I painted for you and hope you wife is loving the mickey mouse balding pattern. Cheers!

Hi Arpi, I'm not sure who you are! must be one of those autosave contacts that Gmail thought she was doing a favour for. Maybe you're from my old forwarding list. Hmmmm.

Hi Asma, You must be creeped out my the fact that I remember your grandmom was half parsi. Also, my view of you completely changed after I met Brian and saw what you made of him. Yeah, I do blame you and I am taking the boy's side. For once! But I still think you write awesomely, look great on your Gtalk profile and are the only sensible Google reader in town. Are you even in town...sounds like you're in Mumbai most statuses...

Hi Ayesha, I'm still in love with your perfect little face. So pretty and oh-so-enigmatic. You were the best senior prefect ever. Made it difficult to fill your shoes. 

I am 23, going on 24...

I never even imagined it. Not in my tamest dreams. I never thought I'd be actively thinking of getting married and settling down at 23. NO WAY! And now I can't find an un-corny way of saying 'I found the man of my dreams and I can't wait to get married and have his kids!!' It feels unreal, even writing about it. It only actually sunk in when I was at our fav coffee shop discussing the day we're gonna break it to our parents. The Sus are very much in the same boat and they're both pretty sure their moms are gonna have heart attacks. I just sit there wondering why everyone thinks Hindi serials are so lame when there's one unfolding in their own lives.

So I tell Juggy bout it on the way home and he just says 'You're lucky the Parsis kicked you out!'. It took me 3 whole mins to come to the happy realization that if I was brought up in a tight community like that, I'd have an arranged marriage shoved down my throat as well. It's just fortunate that my mom is one of the most open-minded parents on the face of this planet. And don't get ideas, I'm not dating a drug dealer! It's just nice to be able to dream about a white wedding without having to think of disgruntled aunts in the background! Fortunately, questions like, "Does he have shudra blood in him?" don't come flying my way. Well...mom did make him tear open a coconut 'cos she's stereotyped him as a Mallu fisherman! It was quite a task convincing him that he didn't NEED to spend 3 and half hours ripping apart the hard-shelled coconut just to prove his malluness, while concealing the giggles every time the sickle slipped from his hands. Poor Man!

I just don't get the prejudice and in the Sus' case, I don't get why "But this time it's different. This time I'm happy and in love" doesn't work. Does it really sound that naive?? They brought us up to the best of their ability and they'd be the first to boast about our promotions but when it comes to choosing the right man we're just not mature enough to make those decisions. "Um...You were married and pregnant with me at this age! remember?!"

Sin or Sinner?

No this is not a philo speech.
This is just me.

I dont like you when you talk to me that way.
There are times I'm so annoyed with you I just want to scream but I don't
I've had enough of you for the day.
Good bye.

How We Named Jagat

Cows. Harsh. Om.

So this is why this place is called 'Cow's Ear'
You can't walk a straight line without stepping into cow poo…wait, cow poo is too cute a word! Bullshit just about covers it.

TmP (a.k.a. Pari), SharBear (a.k.a. AWme) and Tups are in a rickety little auto winding our way towards the beach. Robin Hood Auto driver (a.k.a. Harsh) is pleased with our parcels and our pockets...The first glance of Om beach is a heart-stopping, breathtaking moment. The rickiti-ness of the auto increases with the ascent.

Tups: If TmP managed to get that bus, we'll manage to get a place at Ganesh Cafe.
SharBear: We better! These bottles are making my bag heavy! :(
TmP: I wonder if they sell batteries here. I need to get my camera working.

Arrival. Brunch. Bliss.

TmP: *looks at scenery, drools over hash-browns, smiles in serenity*
Tups: *hyperactive bunny hop* OMG, OMG, OMG!
SharBear: *unable to complete her sentences* Those guys are arr...


Tired Town. Multi-coloured Skirts. Tag-alongs.

It wasn’t love at first sight. The first time TmP saw him she could only think of how badly she really wanted to cross the road and spend whatever little she had rolled into her pocket.
It wasn’t love at first sight. The second time Tups saw him she could only think of how badly she really wanted to cross the road and spend whatever little she had rolled into her pocket.
It wasn’t love at first sight. The last time SharBear called him she could only think of how badly she really wanted him to be here.

Tash: Poof! Me so tired.
Nboy: Damn! It’s hot here!
Rboy: Hi, I’m Rohit…
SharBear: You are not a Rohit. You are a Jagat!

Silence. Laughter. Acceptance.

Spring Cleaning 2oo!

I’m doing this cos I have nothing else to do plus this is a sort of clearing up weekend like any other. I clean my room. I clear my mind. I clean my phone. I clean up my facebook albums. And sometimes I clean up my music as well. Arranging, Organising, Sorting, Dusting, Throwing Away. This sort of thing. It’s not that I like doing it. But I do it well and I love the result.

It just started raining and this is a natural way of clearing the streets. Of people.

I lost my red umbrella last Friday. Not lost as much as gave it away. Let go.

My obsession was with the metaphor rather than the umbrella itself so I gave it away. 

Not for good. Just for now. 

Fools in love. Is there any other kind? Of fools or Love?

The Internet is down so I have to take a break from uploading and switch to MS word. Oh how I’ve missed ya!

So back to the msgs:

My phone’s been acting up cos I refuse to delete them.

So here goes:

'Mercury B. Faroukh Bulsara

5^th Sept 1946

Zanzibar

Her royal highness, Queen Elizabeth II was the surprised recipient of thousands of fan letters in 1976 when the GPO mistakenly delivered the mail to the wrong queen!'- Su

This is from Stones. The table in the corner just before the loo. It’s been ages since we sat there together.

There was this one night when I was lacking self-confidence and I needed other ppl to tell me just how special I am.

‘I wouldn’t change anything..In fact you’re so unique that I would not change anything in you..’ – Am

‘You being original. I won’t change that.. That’s what I was tryin to say in the previous msg..’- Am, 15.02.2010; 1:52 am.

I’ve made a new rule. I won’t keep any messages that are older than 6 months. That still leaves 11,290 of them but it’s still an improvement!

It seems the first smileys were in the bible long before ppl started using them on the internet.

‘Yes. Found one more in Hebrews Seven. Twenty One end.’- Leslie. 07-03-2010; 10:49am

Yes. The line is like this:

Ok thought I'd find my little black book and just look it up. But when I went to look for it, it just wasn't there. I thought I'd kept it with my Oasis collection and Dylan lyrics (both Bibles in their own right) but it's just disappeared!

Will have to do some Holmes-type research on this matter.

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‘Aww…miss u guys lots too.. Ker is not the same without chundalam boys and u J”- Su; 16-03-2010;12:01 am.

I’m going next weekend. Will miss them just as much!

‘3 nice stories.

1. Once, all villagers decided to pray for rain, on the day of prayer all people gathered only one boy came with an umbrella. That’s faith.
2. Example of the feeling of a 1 yr old baby. When you throw him in the air, he laughs becos he knows you will catch him. That’s trust.
3. Every night we go to bed, we have no assurance that we’ll wake up the next morning but still we have plans for tomorrow. That’s hope.’- Aban

Who am I kidding! I LOVE forwards J

Even the corny ones.

Funnily enough, I don’t have any sent msgs older than 5 months. That’s a shame!

26^th March 2010 was also the first day Tantan first msged me. So I’m just deleting all his msgs without a second thought. Unfortunate? Whatever! It’s about time already!

There’s one that says the way I dance shows I love loud music. That’s what he speculates. Haha…speculates! =D

There are even some which are from Su and Shar as I  update them. They say nice, encouraging things.

I’m the kind of person who needs to tell the whole world when something good is happening. Cos that somehow gives it accreditation. Somehow makes it real. Yeah I know it sounds ridiculous. It’s not like I need their opinions. It’s like by telling them what’s happening, I’m figuring out for myself how I feel about things. And that’s important. Just to put things in perspective.

So some of those msgs are like:

‘Ha ha! He must really like u!’ and ‘Flirt for all you’re worth woman!’

‘Happiness!’ I guess I’ve written enough about that word already!

Some people are just fascinated by me. It’s not love, it’s not even attraction. It’s just plain fascination. I’ve got used to it now. Still love it!

He just called, btw. To tell me we can meet after all this (smt at work) gets stabalised. It’s not like I can even say ‘He’s got his priorities mixed up’ cos Work and Family are on top of that list and that’s the way it should be, right?

I mean even though you’re young and most often juvenile, these are things you understand, inherently.

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Take you away I would if I could.

If you want to I could save you

Only if you want to.

But she don't mind no more

Will I ever save this man?

Why I even try?

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It turns out I can write this post about whatever I want now cos the rest of the msgs came after 10:30 pm and it's still 8:59pm here. K I'll admit I just don't want to delete them. What else you want from me?!

pah! How you torture yourself! :P

So no. I'm not going to write at all. Nothing comes to mind and I'd rather be uninspired than untruthful.

So bye for now.


You know there's something I've wanted to say for a very long time.
I would be happier if I did.
Control is very important to me.
Control in a game.
Control in a room.
Control when I'm drunk.
Control is just essential.
If I don't have it I don't do it.
That's just the way it works with me.
Get used to it.
Yeah. Thats all :)

State of Blankness

It's pretty obvious who this post is dedicated to!

If I had to write a testimonial for her, it'll be just one line.
'A fortunate girl in an unfortunate world'
hehe...don't expect explanation/elaboration..
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She once said/wrote in a Christmas letter 'If I had to write a book about my life, there'd be so many chapters about you!'
Well, I'm just writing this pathetic-replacement-for-a-slambook thing and you are in SO many photo albums! I don't even have to choose, just click on anything from Ethnic day 2007 to Psycho fest 2009 and there'll invariably be a 'Sueness' pic.
Yeah, so I don't have to give the whole 'You've been an integral part of my coll life' speech. These pics sum it up.

*We met on a 'day so dark'*

This one was captioned 'See! we do eat!'
hehe..serves as evidence to Su's mom.
Boy! am I glad we're the same size!..well, almost!

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*Leather Heaven*

Wierdly enough, there isn't even one pic of me wearing your clothes or you wearing mine!
There's hardly a day when something or the other that belongs to me is at her place. At this very moment, the better half my sweater collection, my one and only purple earring, my extra toothbrush, two skirts and I'm guessing at least 4 of my tops reside in the house that serves the best food in all of Domlur!
But seriously, it's not like I have to think while walking from the busstop to your place. My feet just lead me there! And that's just on the days your bike doesn't!

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And to all the times we spent outside your house...

*Cheers!*

*Drrroool!*

*Cooonooor!*

*Sigh!*

*This is making me senti*
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*Think Time*
I'll miss the way you knew me so well.

*Scorpion Momentos*
I'll miss the way you GET me and win prizes for it too!!









*Christmas*
I'll miss the way you hated pink!





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Damn! It's getting harder and harder to end this post!!
Ah! whatever, she's the queen of endings, not I! Stay tuned to comments!

THE END
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PS: These are some pics I uploaded and don't wanna delete cos it took a lot of trouble and time!
Pah! the things I do for this woman!
Oh! she's wearing my skirt in this one :)

And she's hugging her toodles in this one.

She's studying in this one.

She's being my best friend in this one.

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PISSED OFF EARRINGS

This post is dedicated to Naik
*stares blankly at screen for 26 seconds*

She once said "It's not about finding the medallion, it's about what we discover along the way"

So when I found ITHACA on YouTube I remembered the whole Treasure hunt business. Still haven't blogged bout that.
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*Jaya Bakery*
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*Mr Cubbon*
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*India Coffee House*
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Done!

k..so I was saying...it's been fun squatting on sidewalks with you..
No..I was saying...slambooks are important cos one day when ppl you know become total sellouts you can cash in on their signatures.
*frantically searches for Bhattia's-battery-of-tests answer sheet*

Yeah so I'm supposedly good at the whole expressing myself bullshit...

NAIK is a Par-hogging, Blur-loving dashface who I've had the misfortune of knowing for the better half of sixth semester!! Cheers to Gtalk!!

THE END

PS: I'm listening to 'Don't look back in Anger' :)