50 Random things :P

So yeah, I have'nt had much to write about lately. My life's been all about chemical reactions,friction and double derivatives, and I am guessing you would like to hear me talk about ANYTHING but that! But Gosh! My life's just been getting pretty random lately, so here's a random post, about 50 random things about me. Go on, read read :P
1. Dancing. I look at it as a way of life :)
2. I play a game called "Icy Tower" on my computer when I am extremely pissed or when I am about to burst out crying. As a result, I either play exceptionally well,or make the poor creature fall from even the second step over and over again.
3. I once spent 2 and a half hours trying to find the Original Mario ( <3 ) on the net.
4.I talk to my Boyfriend once he's asleep. Like, I text him,type whatever comes to my mind,like a journal. Woah! That required some amount of courage to admit :)
5. I like big butts. And I cannot lie.
6.When I was a kid, I used to try to look above the Tv screen,hopeful that i might get to see Miss Bellum's face. For all those unfortunate souls who were git enough to NOT watch the Powerpuff Girls,Miss Bellum was The Mayor's Exceptionally hot secretary who's legs were SO hot,that there was absolutely no need to have a look at her face :P
7. I can't decide whether  hate Chemistry more or Physics.
8. I am double minded about possibly EVERYTHING in life,from what I want to do once I am out of school, to what I think of a person, to the color/character on my socks.
9. I often end up wearing a different sock on either foot as a result of the above.
10. At the moment, I am trying to figure out whether I love and miss a certain person, or whether I absolutely HATE that person, right from the bottom of my heart.
11. I despise people who leave me without a second look back, or without any explanation whatsoever.
12. I wish I could sing :( So does Mom. She lives with a teenage daughter who fantasizes about kicking Madonna in the butt. Unfortunately, I am not even close to being Miley Cyrus's butt double. And I sound like an army of lamenting frogs when I sing.
13. I wish to pay tribute to Sukhmani Lamba once before I pass out of school :)
14. I am in DESPERATE need of a Best Friend.
15. I think the entire concept of a Best friend is over rated
16. That just proved point no.8
17. At the moment I  believe Love itself is over rated.
18. I don't WANT to believe that ^
19.I am another one of those "Ullus"who sleep/kill time during the day and then study the entire night.
20.FYI, I dont think Sleeping is wastage of time WHAT SO EVER,so dont mix the two
21.Studying the entire night would mean text almost everyone on my contact list to find out whether anyone,like ANYONE is awake,download random songs,check who all are weird enough to be on Facebook during the wee hours of the morning,stalk random people,look through ALL my profile pictures(I have NO idea why I do that,so don't even bother asking),crib over how I am doing EVERYTHING but studying,cook midnight snacks
22.By midnight snacks I mean Midnight Maggi,since Pssssst... I can't cook anything else. ANYTHING :-/ What a pity.
23. For 16 years of my life, I was BARRED from entering the kitchen since I was a reputed Cutlery assassin. I mean my  mum actually had this image of me coming out of her kitchen with an expression on my face which resembled the one on the usual Bollywood hero's face when he's walking away from a car which just caught flames(You know, that confident "survivor's walk", while the background shows massive wreckage,a bomb blast in most cases)
24.I am DAMN pissed at my Boyfriend right now. Like damn damn DAMN pissed. I could eat him alive right now and not even  burp! And no he's not the one I am referring to in point no. 10
25. Have I mentioned him twice already? I SHOUL'NT. I AM MAD AT HIM. UGH.
26. I am a Kattar Punjabi. Who is also a Pure vegetarian. And I have no idea why most people think that's ironic.
27. I keep a jar of Jam on my study table at times and I keep eating a spoonful after every 3 minutes
28. I watch Kal Ho Na Ho whenever I REALLY want to cry out loud. I watched it today after a very long time.
29. I am a recovering facebook addict :)
30. I used the word "recovering" because I can't remember the exact word which is to be used for a person who was addicted to something and is now trying to fight it off.
31. I hate pink.
32. I own a pink camera. My mum is under the misconception that she's an exceptionally funny person, and gifting me a Pink Camera on my 16th Birthday was her idea of FUN :P
33. I dropped the first ever phone I had in a bowl of sambar.
34. I patkofied my second phone in a fit of anger after I had a fight at home.
35. I am fond of the movie "Jaane Bhi Do yaaron"
36. I randomly start singing random songs in random places infront of the randommest of people.
37. At times I pretend to be the lead vocalist  in a band and sing "Bring me to life" in front of the mirror, with a deodorant spray ka bottle in my hand.
38. I think I could be exceptionally good at the Latin forms of social dancing if I tried, considering how much my butt moves, no matter what i do :P
39. Did I mention I like Big butts?
40. I want to perfect 10 styles of dancing before I die.
41. I wish to learn Bangla before I die. Fat chance. 40% of the people I know are Bengali, YET they fail to fulfill my childhood fantasy. You see, it kind of made me feel Bengalis had a sort of an edge when I was a kid, Any Bengali in my class was instantaneously a hit with my Indian Music and Dance teachers, who were both, wait up, BENGALIS :P PLUS I find it really cool how bengalis who just met,bond by simply conversing in their mother tongue, while the rest of us try to figure out what the hell are they talking about. I have had two  people calling me names while standing right next to me, as I stood there and flashed my brightest smile at them :P
42. The fact that EVERYONE in CR park knows EVERYONE else in there intrigues me o.O
43. I once mispronounced my own name on stage xD
44. People misspell my name all the goddamn time. The worst one I came across was ROHINE. I mean COME ON! That's not even a word!
45.  I believe there are some major grammatical mistakes in whatever I have written yet.
46. I mis spelled the word Cutlery SIX times when I was typing point number 23. Forget THAT, I mis spelled it AGAIN (twice)while typing THIS point. Cutillary...Cattillary...Cuttilary...Cuttelary..Cutlliry..Cut..SCREW YOU! Google Homepage-----> Search----->Cuttilery------> Do you mean CUTLERY? HELL YES!
47. My dream is to flyyyyy over the raaainbow so higggghh.  (That's random singing for you, machas!)
48. I recently came to know the difference betweeen Sex and Gender.
49. I have no idea why anyone would like to read the 50 randommest things about me. Get a life man.
50. YES i am weird, and NO I am not ashamed of it :)

Yet-Another-mother

*Tak*

*Tak tak tak*

*Tak tak tak. tak tak*

*click*

"Heehee"

What on EARTH is that boy up to? What does he need the Computer for at..uhh..TWELVE THIRTY,bless him, TWELVE THIRTY at night?! 

She was another mother. Yet another mother with such a sharp sense of observation that she could give Hercule Poirot a run for his money. And such an immense talent for, may I say, SUSPICION. His phone beeped,he read the text, he SMILED,mind it you, SMILED, and BANG! She could have bet half her flesh on the fact that he had a Girlfriend in school. What was she like? Did she come from a good family? Was she Punjabi? was she INDIAN at all? Was she a sciencee? Was she NOT a sciencee? Did she want to become an engineer too?For christ's sake was she up to any good at all? Was she the reason he didnt score a 90 in this term? Haaye mera pyaara bacha. Kisi chudail ke changul mein phass gya! So yeah,what may seem like ages of introspection was, infact, the mental picture of,well lets say, Yet-Another-Mother,for the short span of about 30 seconds. Max. Thirty seconds were all she needed to declare that  poor figment of imagination as unethical,immoral,indecent,and though she shied away from the word in her mind, slutty. 

She slept with one eye open, and one ear on the room opposite hers. Even the slightest movement roused her,her eyes flung wide open,her senses were on high alert,and if you had night goggles,you would know that lying on her bed,she slightly resembled a cat,sniffing the air cautiously and all, and I'm not even kidding.

So yes, getting back to where we started off from,she had detected that her laadla was up and definitely up to something. But she had had a looong tiring day, and soon, sleep embraced her into it's warm, comforting arms. But folks, we're not done yet. Did I mention she slept with one ear riveted on the opposite door,scanning the vicinity for any sound of movement, or enjoyment? So yeah,unfortunately for her darling Sonny boy,around half an hour later, a slight unsuppressed giggle of his triggered the entire process all over again. 

It's ONE! ONE A.M FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!She noiselessly pulled her blanket aside,placed a toe on the cold marble floor. The rest followed. She almost glided through the floor. She HAD to find out what was up, AND she had to catch him red handed. oh yes, that was essential. She sneaked into the room and  positioned herself in such a manner that any movement of his could be easily noticed.

Caught you.

"ISHAN! What are you doing?"

He jumped, clearly caught unaware.

"Mum what the hell is WRONG with you? Are you trying to kill me one day before my phase test?"

WHY would I want that? Mera beta toh engineer banega.

She peeked into his Computer screen. Well that would be putting it mildly. She made it clear that she had cornered him. Or that's what she thought.

Real life stories Of True IITians.

"Mom I was just reading anecdotes from this book my Maths teacher thought I should have a look at. SO motivating." He nodded appreciatively at the screen. "Just got carried away. Some of them are really interesting. You should have a look at it too, haina Mumma? Mumma?"

Well, "mumma" was having a tough time accepting her defeat. With a sheepish expression on her face, Yet-Another-Mother skulked out of the room, cursing under her breath.

With a sly smile spreading on his face, Sonny Boy reopened the website he had minimized and watched muted porn for the rest of the night. . 

Who says Sciencees can't have a life, eh? ;)

Hello. I exist. And you?

So yeah, I finally decided to post something. I mean atleast SOMETHING following that entire hue and cry I raised about blogging that almost everyone came to hear about, all thanks to my loud personality. I am not really new to the entire concept of blogging. When I was asked to critique a few of my friends’ works earlier, I never really gave it much thought. I read a few other people’s blogs too, you know those which I kind of critiqued in my own head(:P),most of which blew me away,because well,you least expect your friends who talk about sex all day long in the classroom(Read Ahmar Suhail) or those who seek attention of any member of the female sorority by coming up with the cheesiest,lamest and possibly the funniest pick up lines(you might want to meet Ishan Roy),or simply those who bully guys who have a fetish for gossip(Vatsal and Sudhanshu might be the abundantly found members of the above stated species) to actually be so good at  something like this! I mean you expect them hog in the canteens, pass me around like ball,try to woo random women,drool over women well beyond their  reach,laugh at random things and make us laugh at randommer things,to name a few,but THIS,pleasantly surprised me. So guys,Big Hug :)

So I had read,critiqued,marvelled at and smiled because of most of the people’s work,but never really thought there was a need for me to revive my love for writing. But Suhasini Krishanan,ladies and gentlemen,is an unstoppable force of nature. She infiltrates your life with her Oh-So-Honest ideas,and before you know it she’s done major good  to you :) And hence, I would take this opportunity to thank the girl with the long legs for inspiring me to start writing again :) Yes, I do love you :) So much so, that I decided to name my blog after her too. Let me explain. Or rather, let me start right from the top.

12:something a.m

I have nothing to do. What the hell am I doing? Really,WHAT? 

*refreshes Facebook homepage in order to have SOMETHING to do*

Priyanka Bannerji likes so and so link

Haha! SO Pri! I wonder whether she’s  updated her blog…

12:something+5minutes a.m

Haha! That girl is a reader’s delight man! Hmm..who’s up next? 

*scrolls and reaches the the  followers,opens separate tabs*

*thoughts and dreams*. 

 And this is?....

*scroll scroll*

Haa! Diwiii <3 Sweet and simple :) So her :)

Ishan Is Sexy. 

Do I even need to scroll? Ishan bol ke Pranav toh hoga nahi, :P Haha! That kid,seriously, that kid.. 

*huge smile*

Eternally Articulate. 

Woah. Heavy dude. Dipinder Paaji?..

*scroll scroll*

 VATSAL KHULLAR? Abbey saala dictionary le kar baitha tha kya? :P

Mind through words. Paaji?..

*scroll scroll* 

SUSHI?

 *Voice inside head is speechless* 

Nice!

You probably think you’re cooler than me. 

 AHMAR SUHAIL! CANNOT be any one else! Come on, I cant be wrong this time..

*scroll scroll* 

HELL! I am unbeatable all over again! Ahmar Suhail it is!

From the heart. 

Uhh who? 

*scroll* 

Haa! Dipinaa! Paaji! FINALLY!

Welcome to Lalaland. 

*scroll scroll* 

Su! :)

12:45. am

Reads

1.oo am

Reads some more.

1.14 am.

Arrey waah! *Posts something on Su’s wall*

1.15 am.

*switches off PC. Snuggles into Red blanket*

Blank.

GOSH I WANNA START BLOGGING TOO!

*mental excitement*

Yahoooo! Something new I can do apart from logging into Facebook and annihilating time. But what  the hell am I supposed to name it?

Blank.

Something macha.

Haha dedicated to Su?okay I can build on that.

Hey there machas.

Uhh not exactly, what else?

Hey there machas, and other fisherwomen.

HELLO there machas and other fisherwomen.

Paarfaaict!

I REALLY think there’s a need to explain the reason behind this exquisite name, which I guess hardly makes any sense for most of you. So here it is!

The following is an excerpt from the conversation me and Su had on my birthday last year,

Ru: Guys! We’re going to Citywalk for lunch. Be THERE! (Well I am not really sticking to facts in here,for if my memory would be SO sharp, well, I’d be doing wonders :P )

Su:I cant come macha(followed by some sort of an apology I cant recall.)

Ru: MACHA? Uhh okay! Try coming though Su! :(

So yeah, at that point of time I thought it’s a Bengali word for Fisherwoman, and I had no idea what so ever why Su would call me that, till I was finally told what it meant

Macha-Tamil for friend.

THAT is where the name comes from =)

And the background is what it is because I freaking miss dancing like HELL and because I am suddenly obsessed with calvin all over again. I don’t really like hobbes for some very weird reason. Which I don’t intend to specify.

Which brings us to the url,which turned out to be the  source of amusement for quite a number of people. Ilikebigbutts(True)andicannotlie(False)  

Well the sole reason is that I really like the way Ross shakes his butt when he sings this one along with Rachel. Kind of turns me on. No I’m just kidding, It’s just because I really do like big butts. And I would never EVER lie about that :)

Phew, this thing really did turn out to be quite long. You were right Paaji, once you start, you really need to decide to stop.

So I guess I should just “Sign off” now Doze off soon too, considering it’s 1:30 and I need to get up early to study chem.. *sigh* The realisation finally strikes you,you know,no matter what you’ve been doing/enjoying. Ki yeh do pal ki chaandni hai aur fir sirf kaali raat hai. No matter what you do/enjoy, you’ll end up with that pile of Chemistry/Physics/Maths/Biology GRANTHS(the word mum uses for books of enormous size and volume) in front of you. You eventually have to surrender to them, as they engulf you slowly, and gradually, into that dark, dark cloud of…

Well, that’s another story, and shall be the topic of some other post, later. For now, I am just glad that I started blogging, cause it kind of makes me feel that even though I am a sciencee, I still have a life :)