Gentle Whispers

Its raining tags again and I was tagged for this by Homecooked.

1) Last Movie You Saw in a Theatre
One Missed Call

2) What book are you reading?
Black Friday- The True Story of the Bombay Bomb Blasts

3) Favourite Board Game
Game of Life/ Scrabble

4) Favourite Magazine
Reader's Digest, The Economist, Cosmopolitan

5) Favourite Smell
Melting cheese
The smell of a new book or the mustiness of an old one
Clairol Herbal Essences Shampoo

6) Favourite Sounds
A basketball being dribbled
The Azaan
My 7 year old cousin's laughter

7) Worst feeling in the world
Loneliness

8) What is the first thing you think of when you wake up?
Why the hell does the bloody alarm clock have to go off so soon?

9) Favourite Fast Food Place
McDonalds. Without a doubt

10) Future Child's Name
I havent really thought about it but I've always liked Ethan

11) Finish this statement- "If I had a lot of money, I'd"
do whatever the hell I wanted to do

12) Do you drive fast?
I dont drive. :(

13) What was your first car?
I don&…

I'm back!!

If anybody noticed that I was gone that is!

And while I'm not really interested in blogging, I'm forcing myself to, in the hope that I get back into the blogging groove.

And I'm hoping that it goes well.

Goa was brilliant. As usual. There were only two things that sucked, the brain-melting heat and the absolute lack of a nightlife.

But they weren't unsurmountable obstacles. After all when your with friends, every thing's fun! And we just tried our best not to venture out to much in the heat.

The food, the company, the surroundings, the water, the people. Every thing was absolutely perfect. I went para sailing and on the banana boat. And maybe it's just my over-adventurous Arien soul but I found the para sailing thing quite boring actually. It was nothing extraordinary to be there safely strapped in and just looking around. I much preferred the banana boat.

Think I need to try bungee jumping or sky diving.

Everything we did in Goa had a bittersweet feelin…

Like a lot of my other posts so far, this one is going to be one hell of a jumble too. So in all wisdom, I'm warning you off right now.

I'm going through a very mixed bag of emotions right now. And to point them down is very hard but I'll give it my best shot.

My exams got done yesterday. My final University of Mumbai Board Exams. And as I walked out of the exam hall and I saw all the happy smiling faces around me, I felt out of place. I wasn't as happy or as euphoric as they seemed to be. And no, it's not cause my paper didn't go well. It went pretty decently actually.

It was because I realised that this was it. The last exam of my college life over and done with. 3 absolutely brilliant years at Wilson had come to and end. And I can no more be called a college student. And while this might seem like a juvenile rant. It's true. My college life is OVER!
And while I may seem like a stuck record, I have to say this, " I wanna go back and do it all over again.…

Is it just me or does anybody else see something wrong with the Indian Idol promos that are being telecast on TV nonstop recently?

The cities being covered are Mumbai, Delhi, Gwalior, Lucknow and Jaipur.

What about the Northeast and the South? Or aren't the people there Indian enough to be part of Indian Idol.

Any ideas?

I turned 21 yesterday.

Yes, Yes. Thank you very much. And yes I know I can drink officially and all that jazz.

But that's not what this post is about.

This is about a nagging feeling of disconnect that I'm feeling right now. And though this started off as a birthday post, I have a feeling it's going to end up as something else.

Despite the awesome build-up I got about turning 21 and my own over-excitement. I am feeling pretty letdown about the whole thing. I guess I expected fireworks and some kind of great revelation. Which I'm sure is pretty stupid of me but it is what I anticipated. And it is the way I feel. Irrational or unwarranted or idiotic thought it maybe.

Overall, it was a pretty good day with people wishing me from the 3rd through to the 5th. And I absolutely revel in attention. People I never expected to remember and care enough to take the time out to wish did.

I went out for dinner in the night, exams from the 7th, remember? But it was a really nice dinner with…

I had a whole birthday blog planned. On turning 21. And I even wrote around half of it.

But then I came across this at the MadMomma and I had to provide a link about it here. I'm one of those people who doesn't really see the point of waxing. I have better things to do in the hour or so it takes to wax my arms and legs. And I am the butt of ridicule by my friends for this.

This is not to say, that I don't wax at all. I do, but it isn't a religion for me. I don't feel ashamed if my arms and legs are covered in hair and I couldn't care two hoots about what other people have to say. And I say this despite the fact that I live in shorts

Anyway, I think I'll stop blabbering now and let you read it. All about why you don't really need to wax. Because she says it all ever so eloquently.

My Blog finally has a new link thanks to a new Header courtesy Bloggernet. And while I love it, I would love to know what you guys think of it.

Does it go with my blog personality. If not, why?

P.S : This is my 21st Birthday Present. A blog header. I've been coveting one for a while. And finally here it is. Yay!