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India, Female, 22, live on tonnes of books, lots of music, much more hope, some incoherent philosophising, and swear by Ayn Rand and Pink Floyd. Very stubborn and don't want to change. Trying very hard to become an engineer. In love with life... And Newton :)

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Life in archives
04/01/2004 - 05/01/2004
05/01/2004 - 06/01/2004
06/01/2004 - 07/01/2004
07/01/2004 - 08/01/2004
08/01/2004 - 09/01/2004
09/01/2004 - 10/01/2004
10/01/2004 - 11/01/2004
11/01/2004 - 12/01/2004
12/01/2004 - 01/01/2005
01/01/2005 - 02/01/2005
02/01/2005 - 03/01/2005
03/01/2005 - 04/01/2005
04/01/2005 - 05/01/2005

Blog Truths
"Can I be as I believe myself or as others believe me to be? Here is where these lines become a confession in the presence of my unknown and unknowable me, unknown and unknowable for myself. Here is where I create the legend where I must bury myself."
--Miguel De Unamuno.

Current read

Linking Park
Book-A-Minute
Paperbacks: Love And Longing In Bombay -Vikram Chandra, Eleven Minutes -Paulo Coelho (Still trying! Can't get past the S&M bit. THE BOOK SUCKS!)
E-books: Da Vinci Code -Dan Brown


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Thursday, April 29, 2004
Learn To Fly Again...

This one's for YOU. God bless you... You deserve to be happy... And happiness will find you. Till then you have me. :)

Take these broken wings
And learn to fly again
learn to live so free.
And when we hear the voices sing

The book of love will open up and let us in.



Wednesday, April 28, 2004
East Meets West!

Around 5:50 pm, I was standing outside the classroom, cursing my destiny for having to attend a goddamned class when ideally I should have been online. But then life is never ideal. Just then the peon came in and announced that the class had been cancelled. Second time in two weeks. It was only then that I realised I didn't exactly mind attending these classes!

Anyways for the lack of anything better to do, D and I decided to treat ourselves to panipuri. We hadn't done it in quite some time.

As D's bike got closer to Vadgaon (that's what the foot of the hill on top of which I live is called), I could hear something that sounded weirdly familiar. OH MY GOD!!! I could hear trance in a place like my college! Life suddenly looked better! :D:D The place was more crouded than usual. A couple of questions later, we found out that it was some "sarvajanik ganeshotsav". In layman terms, it was some sort of a mela. Trance in a mela? Melas never got better! People around us were amused to see the two of us gorging pani puris with the silliest of grins on our faces!

D left after the "party" and I listened to some more trance, followed by Careless Whispers, George Michael, one of his few songs I really like, while waiting for the rick.

Needless to add, my day was made! :D


Friday, April 23, 2004
Two Different Directions

What do you do when your ideologies clash with those of someone you love and whose takes on life you've come to respect?

Do you give in, only to regret your own bitterness later?

Do you take a diplomatic stand?

Do you stick to your own principles, at the risk of such a beautiful relationship getting bitter because of your obstinacy?

Even as I write this, I know what I would do. There are some ground rules by which I live my life. And I can never change them... Come what may.

But then that's my take. What's yours?

(Though the title and the idea for the post have been inspired by John Denver's Two Different Directions, the post goes beyond man-woman relationships.)


Tuesday, April 20, 2004
Inspired!

Inspired!

Taking Noxie's post forward, here are 15 things (10 was too less for me!) I want to do before I die:

1. Head HSBC. High hopes, eh? But well, if you don't dream big, you don't make it big!

2. Get married. Yeah that too! ;)

3. Have a cute little daughter called Kashish. And an extremely naughty son. Called Shivansh maybe! :D

4. Do up my own apartment. :D

5. Own a huuuuge library with books strewn all over, a coffee maker, a bean bag, and a 10000 watt CD Player!

6. Learn how to cook.

7. Bungee jump from 600 feet straight into a river.

8. Go to France, Sikkim, and Leh. Not alone, mind you!

9. Go on a cruise.

10. Own a Scorpio and a Harley Davidson, and learn how to drive the latter!

11. Take ma on a looong holiday after I get my first salary.

12. Get caught in a sea storm and see how it feels. Like dad.

13. Meet Ayn Rand in person.

14. See Clapton and Deep Purple in concert.

15. Sleep all night. 10 pm to 10 am.


Sunday, April 18, 2004
Wind Of Change

Everything in my life, including the blog, was becoming way too monotonous to not want a change desperately. This is just the beginning.

The credits for the template go to The Oaf. Surprisingly this guy is not as oafish as I thought he would be! Thanks a tonne, Oafy! Love you for this!

That's it I guess. I don't have much to say these days, at least on blogs. Life sure looks good. :)

Winds Of Change

I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
An August summer night
Soldiers passing by
Listening to the wind of change

The world is closing in
Did you ever think
That we could be so close, like brothers
The future's in the air
I can feel it everywhere
Blowing with the wind of change

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
in the wind of change

Walking down the street
Distant memories
Are buried in the past forever
I folow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
in the wind of change

The wind of change
Blows straight into the face of time
Like a stormwind that will ring the freedom bell
For peace of mind
Let your balalaika sing
What my guitar wants to say

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
in the wind of change