दोन प्रकारची माणसं शांत झोपतात. एक ज्यांना स्वप्नच पडत नाहीत अन एक ज्यांची स्वप्नं पूर्ण होतात. माझ्यासारखे काही अर्धवट झोपेत, उठ्ल्या क्षणाला रागात जागे होत, स्वप्नांची भुतं मानगुटीवर नेतात. कधी वाटतं स्वप्नांना आयुष्य आहे. कधी वाटतं आयुष्य हेच स्वप्न आहे! जाग यावी,निसटून जावं.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

here i come

1 more entrance down...all these years i used work smart to get max marks outta minimal studies n utilize that bonus time for poetry n music n dramatics nd thousand other things....but these entrances looks like hard work..mugging n mugging...now thats sad..okay...whatever it takes to get surgery in a gud college....bye ppl n everything else...


Saturday, May 15, 2010

aww...hwaaaw...hawwww....


?????????????????..?
nahi samze...?
its how i yawn....
of course there is lot more to it than just incomprehensible sounds... :0

its very infectious...no kidding..ask my batchmates...

i was never a library fiend...simply because our college library was more like a lovers paradise...
but i used to go there for a day every year..used to take the biggest book alloted to that year..and sleep on it peacefully...of course, preceded by lot of aww...hwaaaw...hawwww....and eventually that used to inspire a lot of echos...and a sleeping epidemic...
well, that was my way of inspiring people as the CR...aww...hwaaaw...hawwww....

but i m sure u ll agree...sleeping in the class room is way more fun..
and i had so much fun throughout mbbs...without getting caught...ever !

i agree most credit goes to my ex soda water glasses and the fact that i was the topper..but crux of the strategy is the place... FIRST bench !

Now these PG prep classes have brought back the good(?) old days of classroom learning in my life...
its really tough at times to stay awake...

Nevertheless last weekend class was a pleasant surprise...
A very entertaining Ob-Gy(!) class..very exceptional..

to the extent that i did not have a single narcolepsy attack (dozing is a benign word... attend a lecture with me and you ll know the gravity (!!) of the situation..)

So finally i have found the cure...and thank god its not amphetamine...
Laughter is indeed the best medicine...

A couple of correctly timed jokes, which are actually funny..can make even MCQ discussions, a pleasant experience...life toh anyways is far more tolerable than that, all PG aspirants will agree, i m sure... :)

Btw did you know that originally primates were intended to have only female form...and male sex is a corrupted form of that default design...

so the world is actually inhabited by females and corrupted females...!

huh..funny...or scary?
actually that depends on what you are...a female or a corrupted female :)

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

he is just not that into you...

Every romantic movie seen..every love story read adds more shades to the fairy tale we girls keep drafting and editing…and drafting and editing….

overshooting the age limit…

the dream guy..the proposal…the dreamier fairy tale ending….somehow these juvenile delusions persist….


Proposals…yeah sure…seen so many.. heard…read..had…and some of them were actually imaginative, but somehow I have never been awestruck or clean bowled rather… in reality, it would take a cerebral concussion for me to say ‘yes’ to him and ‘oops’ to myself later, that is, if I survive the trauma, emotional or actual..


But that’s no reason to imagine that a dream proposal for me would be, a Brett lee full toss, Saurav Ganguly (miss)placing a shot, hitting my skull instead of boundary, walking up to me and saying “hey beautiful, you alright, good..will you marry me?”


Besides we all know how a full toss for Ganguly ends…ahem..Yeah yeah… in the hands of wicket keeper..Mostly, if not always..(I still love you dada, no matter what)


Proposal…yeah, we all want the ‘top of the world’, ‘baby you’re the only one’, ‘ever after’ hamper decorated with essence of surprise , love, adventure,..and has to be exclusive and expensive !!!


Yet for all these years, for me, it was…

’an original poem on the back of a bus ticket’


Simple? You bet…I won’t lie…sometimes there was a poem, at times it was original but then not a poem, and most of the times, all I got was a bus ticket…wait…or was it a tissue paper, no no… Could have as well been a hanky, news paper, pamphlet, restaurant (unpaid !) bill…how does it matter :)


Relationships can end in most unexpected ways…

Anyways…never been able to equate time place and person, so as to draw the right conclusion.. And more dimensions add to my confusion, last time I checked with string theory people, there were 11 already…


Yet a cosmic shock..

A dream proposal …


It was perfect beyond my imagination..

Who would have thought it would be a Harrison Ford movie..


A classic airport reunion..duh...


but the words too magical…


“I think my life is too simple…and I want to complicate the hell out of it”


I agree that’s not a question..But a good enough reason in anticipation of a “let’s do it!”


I loved it…consciously…its perfect…appealing…


I am so good at complicating life anyways…hell perfect :)


Yeah I know what you’re thinking…hmm…


Those novels and flicks have done a pretty mess up there...time to wake up…but it’s like..

let me have just one more day, o let me believe in angels, and happy endings… just a day more… and not care if that ‘everyday’ has the same everyday ending….

sweet tooth and sore heart …

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

शब्द शब्द जपून ठेव....

गेल्या काही दिवसात, काही सुरेख आणि अपरिचित गाणी ऐकायला मिळाली.


i realized की एखाद्या गाण्यात मला सगळ्यात भावणारी गोष्ट म्हणजे "शब्द"

म्हणून english songs मला फारशी आवडत नसावीत..कारण त्यातले शब्द मला भिडत नाहीत :)

परवा प्रयोग म्हणून, एका english song ची आधी lyrics वाचून मग ते ऐकल..इतके सुंदर शब्द होते !

i simply loved it...the thought of missing out on world music n poetry, due to this language barrier..eh..made me cry...I have got this only life to explore..ehh...
what a pity !

anyways, heres one of those songs-

पाऊस कधीचा पडतो, झाडांची हलती पाने 
हलकेच जाग मज आली, दुःखाच्या मंद सुराने  

डोळयात उतरले पाणी, पाण्यावर डोळे फिरती 
दुःखाचा उतरला पारा, या नितळ उतरणी वरती  

पेटून कशी उजळेना, ही शुभ्र फुलांची ज्वाला 
तार्‍यांच्या प्रहरापाशी पाऊस असा कोसळला  

संदिग्ध ढगांच्या ओळी आकाश ढवळतो वारा 
माझ्याच किनार्‍यावरती लाटांचा आज पहारा

-ग्रेस

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