Gentle Whispers

My exams are in exactly 6 days. SIX DAYS. Which leaves me one day a subject. Which basically means I'm screwed. And I'm still not motivated enough to study. I am worried. Yet not worried enough to actually study. I've been studying in bits and pieces. Not nearly enough. And I wonder what's going to happen during the exams. I'm going to be a quivering, nervous wreck and it'll all be my fault. What do I need? A good kick up the ass!

An update on the 1 million signatures for Tibet petition, that I had posted about yesterday. Dear friends, We reached our target! In just 7 days over 1 million of us have signed the petition calling for human rights and dialogue in Tibet–the fastest growing internet petition in history. As the crisis continues, it’s time to deliver our petition and make sure Chinese President Hu Jintao hears our voices. An International Day of Action has been declared for Monday, March 31st. On Monday, thousands of people in cities across the world will march to Chinese embassies and consulates, and stack hundreds of boxes containing our petition outside them. 1 million signatures makes a mountain of boxes–it will send a powerful global message. We have just 4 days left until the petition delivery. Could we get to 2 million signatures in 4 days? We can do it–if every one of us recruits at least one more friend to sign the petition by forwarding this email.

I sat here staring at my screen for at least 15 minutes before I could decide what to blog about and as I write this I still have no idea. It's randomness at its best. There are a multitude of thoughts swirling through my head and I'm finding it hart to pinpoint or firmly hold one down. To be precise, what I'm feeling is exactly what Mynie describes in Strings . It's a knotted mess in my head. But I felt that it was time I did a blog post, there have been way too many tags lately and while I love doing tags. It's incredibly cathartic to write a post and get everything off my chest. And while this may seem a mess of a post, there's a lot of stuff that I wanted to talk about but didn't really seem to deserve an entire post to themselves, in terms of content at least. So I'm gonna put them all in here, in what is probably going to turn up to be a hell of a confused post. I'm just going to go with the flow and talk about whatever pops into my head. Cool?...

I have been looking for an interesting issue to blog about for a while. Something that gets my creative jucies flowing. And nothing has really come along in a while. Or something comes along and fizzles out when I actually sit down to blog about it. Anyway, I saw this on Whiny the Moo 's blog and the moment I read it, I knew I had to do it and even though I wasn't exactly tagged for this, I'm still going to do it because I am utterly shameless and I also have nothing better to do. :) Ten Things you wish you could say to people write now (without taking their names) :- 1) I am NOT going to turn off the T.V. 2) I love you. I really really do. 3) Go soak your head. 4) Leave me alone. 5) I want to know your real name in a strictly non-stalker sense. 6) Do you really love me or are you just saying it cause I'm saying it? 7) Wake up and smell the coffee!! She's just using you until someone better comes along. 8) You didn't really think I was going to tell you the tru...

*This is from the MadMomma . Freeing Tibet is one of those issues I strongly believe in. I've met a lot of Tibetans while travelling in the northern areas of the country and I can't think of a more friendly, smiley people and that is why my heart bleeds to hear what's happening. Which is why when I saw this on the MadMomma's blog, I had to put it up.* Dear friends, The global outcry over Tibet is rising fast - In just 5 days, 751,472 of us from 192 countries have come together to call for restraint and dialogue with the Dalai Lama. Even more amazing, we have told over 5 million of our friends about this important campaign - that’s 1 million people per day! A personal email from a friend is a powerful thing – it is helping to drive the global tide of concern. Let’s push now to tell 5 million more friends, get over 1 million signatures this week, and deliver the largest global online petition in history to the Chinese government. Just forward the email below to a few more...

* I am now clutching at straws for something to blog about and with nothing better to do. I am taking up this tag. Got it from Homecooked .* Anyway, Happiness is - A random sms/ telephone conversation with a friend - A good book - A game of basketball well played - An unexpected Hug from somebody I love - A killer pair of shoes - Anything chocolatey - Laughing with friends over the lamest jokes. - The warm feeling I get when I go through old photographs and relive all the memories - The satisfaction of something well-written and a project well-done - Gossiping and sharing deep dark secrets with my best friends - Hearing an ' I love you' or an 'I miss you' from a friend or family - A long warm e-mail from a friend I haven't heard from in a while - Dancing around by myself in the house. - A beautiful photograph either mine or anybody else's. - Traveling - The excitement I feel when the plane just takes off - Drinking and dancing with close friends - Hot French Fri...

Happy Easter Everybody! May the risen Lord bring peace and blessings to you and your family.

*This was a post I had done a while back and that I found saved in my drafts. Thought I'd put it up cause I believe in this and I would love to know other viewpoints.* I was in the bus home today and I saw a man pay for the ticket of another man who didn't have enough money to get to where ever he wanted to go and I thought of the Reader's Digest survey that judged Bombay as the rudest city in the world. The fine people at Reader's Digest came to this decision based on criterias like how many of them helped doors open for people behind them, where they helped somebody whose papers fell on the road and whether retail shoppers were thanked. New York came in first with a score of 80% and Mumbai last with 32%. But I think there's much much more to Mumbai than just these three categories. People all over the world are rude. New York which came out first is universally known as one of the rudest, pushiest cities. And to decide how rude a city is with such a limited set of...

Okay. So I bought a bag today. A shiny silver bag. SILVER. Now I know what your thinking, "Silver! Isn't that a little loud " or a better word in fact would be ' jhatak '. And now I'm in doubt. Whether I should have bought the bag or no cause its silver. And not really me. As everybody I tell about the bag seems to be pointing out. So now basically I need some opinions. Cause I spent a whole 200 bucks on it and for a poor struggling college student, 200 bucks is a hell of a lot of money. So anyway, I'm putting up the pics. Let me know. And after taking virtually all evening to upload. Here it is. I apologise for the bad picture. My camera battery was really low and kept going off. What do you guys think? Honestly.

I read this article in the Mumbai Mirror today. And I was disgusted to say the least. The article spoke of how the death of soldiers in Siachen was caused by defective clothing. And this is one of the saddest things I've read in a while. Siachen Glacier is one of the toughest places any armed forces person could ever be posted. - 50 degrees Celsius temperature throughout the year and the wind chill factor causing the temperatures to drop further to around -75 Degrees. The Army has a tough time finding people to go there and offer higher salaries. A friend I know made a documentary at Siachen and even the two days he was there were unbearable. He spoke of how devoted they are to India and a thermos of coffee(with no intentional regard to offend or hurt) being placed on a folded Indian flag led to much muttering and anger among the soldiers with a soldier finally picking up the flag and walking off all time shooting death glares at my friend and his team. And these are the people our...

Okay Fine. I know there is no actual point to this. But I still want to do it. For myself. This blog has been more about me and for me than for readers out there. For me to talk about my hopes, dreams, disappointments, ideas, memories or whatever I bloody hell feel like. So here goes. Places I hope to visit someday not limited to anything. And excuse me if some of them were on my eight places to visit someday list. 1) London- This one always tops my list. 2) Venice 3) Florence 4) Budapest 5) Athens 6) Rome 7) Vatican City 8) Amsterdam 9) Hawaii 10) San Francisco 11) New York 12) Paris 13) Madrid 14) Bucharest 15) Barcelona 16) Sicily 17) New Zealand 18) Jamaica 19) South Africa 20) Egypt 21) Mecca 22) Israel 23) Tokyo 24) Vietnam 25) Tibet 26) The Siachen Glacier 27) Lakshwadeep Islands 28) Sydney 29) Scotland 30) Moscow 31) St Petersburg 32) Las Vegas 33) Alaska 34) Quebec City 35) Nice 36) Naples 37) Rio Di Janerio 38) Peru 39) Prague 40) Milan 41) Havana 42) Hyderabad 43) Lagos 44) ...

I've had a horrible day today. Like the worst day ever. It was so bad I don't even want to talk about. Terrible things kept happening one after the other. Now I'm just glad it's over.

I was tagged for this by Homecooked . And it seems rather interesting so thought I'd take it up. Here goes. 8 Things I am passionate about:- 1) Reading- I love books. And like I said in an earlier post, I can read anything, anywhere, anytime, anyhow. 2) Basketball- My stressbuster. I've loved it for the last ten years and I don't see the interest going away anytime soon. 3) Friends- My friends are my biggest support system. The people I can tell anything and everything to without the fear of being judged. 4) Family- Family is well, family. What more can i say. The only people who can probably stand to be around me 24/7 and also take my temper tantrums. My parents, brothers, cousins et all. 5) Travel- Travel has taken on a whole new interpretation for me after I joined Wilson College. I've seen Ladakh, Kashmir, Dharamshala, Amritsar and Meghalaya's next on the list. 6) Writing- Writing keeps me sane. Another stress reliever. This blog saves me money on psychotherapy...

As you may have guessed by all the posts I've done so far, I'm thrilled that India won the series. Overjoyed infact. But now reality is sinking in. We do have a good young side and like I said in an earlier post on par with the Australian team. But now I'm starting to think that maybe the media is going a bit over the top in praising the Indian team. They seem to actually believe that from now on India will never ever lose and the 2011 World Cup is as good as ours. And nothing is going to stand in the way of the Indian team. Now there's nothing wrong with, I can understand the joy that India's won a series of such magnitude but I do think they need to not overreact and hold their horses and wait a while to see what happens next. Statements like the one made by Inderjit Singh Bindra, the former BCCI chairman in the Sydney Morning Herald has made the galling claim that the Indians had acquired Australia's winning qualities and had beaten the world champions at the...

An interesting phenomena has emerged from the recent tri-series in Australia in which Dhoni's men came out triumphant. A new world has emerged and India seems to be the team to beat. Which is good news for the country which pumps the maximum amount of money into cricket. This has been a long long tour with controversies left, right and centre on and off the field and India has held their heads highs and come true. It has seen India overcoming racial tension, winning the test match at Perth and halting Australia's sixteen test wins streak and finally the icing on the cake beating Australia in two straight finals for the tri-series trophy. Something many illustrious teams have failed at. I personally feel that if the umpiring in the test series had been up to the mark, the Indian team would have at least drawn the series if not won it. India is now clearly at par with the world champions if not better than them and the India- Australia rivalry has become the game's premier ri...

I just started reading Everything Worth Knowing by Lauren Weisenberg and I must say that it is one of the most god-awful books I've ever read. And I've only read about a quarter of it so far. The only reason I'm trying to finish it is cause, well, I bought it and I hate leaving books unfinished and thereby wasting my money. It's almost as bad as the The Inscrutable Americans by Anurag Mathur. And that's saying a lot. Simply because The Inscrutable Americans made me want to stick my finger up my nose and pull my brain out. Yes, it is that horrible. And I regretted ever reading it. Suffice to say, I'm going to be giving a wide berth to any Anurag Mathur books from now onwards. Back to Everything Worth Knowing, the reason I bought it was cause I read The Devil Wears Prada and though I didn't love the book. I loved the description of the clothes in the books. The Diane Von Furstenburg dress, the Roberto Cavalli patchwork skirt. Well you get the picture. So basic...

how addicted you are to blogging when... you contemplate every little thing as a potentially blogworthy issue how bored you are when... you find yourself typing in random things like idiot.com on the address bar to see what kind of sites you get taken to.

To handle chilly powder and then rub your eye a minute later having forgotten all about the chilly powder. The resulting pain is guaranteed to last 15 minutes.

I just caught the last three overs of the second final of the Commonwealth Bank series. And India won!! A nail-biting nine run victory that they deserved. I love this Indian team. The energy levels are extremely catching. You know that those boys out there are trying their best. Dhoni's maturing as a leader and I'm glad. I hope all the positive support for him lasts a while and doesn't end with the next time India loses. That's one thing, I don't like about Indian cricket fans. They seem to refuse to accept that wins and losses are part and parcel of any sport and that burning effigies of the players and throwing stones at their houses is pointless. We all have bad days and good days and not just in sport. Anyway, I'm digressing, this was a phenomenal win and will go down in cricketing history as one of India's best wins ever. Again like at the Twenty20 World Cup, different people have proven themselves at different points of time and it's easy to call t...

I don't know what to do. After college I mean. My last few posts have been about how incredibly much I will miss college. But this one's about how absolutely terrified I am of what happens next. Where do I go from here? Do I study further or do I work? I'm afraid to leave the comfort of college and begin working and even more afraid to start working without the proper knowledge that I may require so that I do not come across as a complete ignoramus. As of now, I want to do journalism. I know that. But what about sometime down the line. What if decide I don't like it. What do I do then? Maybe I should have just stuck to doing a B.A or something? What if I don't get into a good college for my post-graduation? If I'm forced to begin working when I'm not really ready. Do I study abroad or in Bombay or even a different city in India? I wish I was phenomenally talented at one specific thing. Maybe drawing or singing or sports or something. So that I would know ex...

My college life is over. I have just the last few project submissions and a few sporadic lectures here and there left. But for most part, my college days are over. 10th of March is when it will be done with. And I'm so depressed at the thought, that I could cry. Really. I'm not exaggerating. I'm one of those excessively sentimental people who gets attached at the drop of a hat and can't let go easily of people and things. Anyway, I had my last lecture with the Professor I keep raving about last Thursday and it almost broke my heart. I couldn't believe that he would no longer be teaching me. No longer pushing me. I wouldn't be running late as usual for his lecture afraid of the famous glare. Moaning over how difficult his projects were. Scribbling SSR on his very well-known Harvard Business Review and the Economist handouts. No more listening to Bob Dylan songs in his lectures and no more notes from him every Teacher's Day signed affectionately the Crazy Old ...

I got this idea from the MadMomma. Basically I have to write my memoirs in six words and after a lot of effort here goes. Brave, Fiesty, Fun, Unpredictable, Emotional, Enjoyable And whoever else wants to take this up is free to do so.