New Girl in the City

Any time there’s a major change, whether it’s going into a relationship, getting out of a relationship, moving to a new city, a death – that usually provides a catalyst for an explosion of creativity.
– Lucinda Williams

So, the major change, in my case, might not have led to an ‘explosion of creativity’, but, I’m feeling a lot better than when I wrote the previous post. Well, inspite of my lack of interest, I took up this utterly boring front-desk job at an advertising agency in Dubai. The motivating factors? The thought of moving to a new city, meeting new people, exploring new opportunities, going through new experiences. And that’s how the move to Dubai happened. I work 5 days a week and come home to RAK for the weekend.

Even though my job is boring and least challenging, I like the fact that I have a lot of time on hand. I spend most of my time online, reading blog posts & news articles or replying to some mails. While the youngsters at my office aren’t very welcoming or friendly (in fact, hardly any of them talk to me), the older ones are quite friendly. It’s kind of weird; maybe, they just need time to accept me. Anyway, for now, all I need to keep me going is the prospect of exploring the new city and the experiences it has to offer. The absence of a good friend to talk to or confide in can be overlooked, I suppose. Atleast for now.

After moving in to a comfortable place to stay (with some friendly, sweet people for roommates), my first challenge was finding my way around, to and from work. You will be able to understand the horror of the situation, if you know how terrible my sense of direction is. I had to travel by metro (for the first time) and the first time I reached office by myself, I felt this intense sense of achievement. Like I had done something. Definitely not something difficult or unattainable;but something new, which is what matters to me, after all.

Of course, there’s the foot ache, slight neck pain (from sitting in front of the computer for too long) and the constant feeling of disorientation and being lost. Yet, at the threshold of each new experience, I sense a burst of zeal, because I’ve been yearning for it.Β Inspite of being a stranger, I love the way the city welcomes me, without being too intimidating. The people I’ve come across have been extremely helpful, even if it meant sacrificing a few minutes of their busy schedule.

Now, I have time for everything. Even with the 8-hour job, the travelling and everything, I have time to write, to read and time for myself.Β Maybe I had to have these new, strange experiences to get myself back to normal. And, of course, that would inevitably mean: more to blog about! πŸ™‚

Kind of what I look like at work, minus the nail file, of course! πŸ˜€

ShowTime with Bin Laden :D

Yesterday, I saw the movie β€˜Tere Bin Laden’. And I fell in love with it! πŸ™‚ There were so many instances when I couldn’t stop myself from laughing out loud, along with Ann, who was sitting beside me. I loved Ali Zafar. I guess I don’t always expect people from other lines of profession to fare well in another field. Sometimes, they just make you wonder why they can’t do what they do best, stick to their chosen line of work! But Ali Zafar has impressed me with his acting skills. πŸ™‚ I hadn’t expected much from him, even after having seen his quite good efforts in Mere Brother Ki Dulhan. But he did an awesome work in this one.

Tere Bin Laden

Tere Bin Laden is one of those movies…the kind that you don’t expect much from but end up loving so much that you can’t stop talking about it. It’s not a highly publicized, big banner kind of movie; far from it, in fact.Β  But so different in concept and presentation, so much more appealing than the usual commercial, big budget movies. I’m so glad I watched it! I would have certainly missed a lot if I hadn’t! Exactly why I would ask you to go watch it, too.

Basically, the thread of Tere Bin LadenΒ is something like this: Ali Zafar’s character is a reporter who is dying to get to America. Due to certain circumstances, he is unable to go. So, to help him get to his dreamland, he comes up with this crazy idea of creating a fake video message by Osama Bin Laden (using a look-alike). The movie is about what happens next. I don’t really want to let out more than I should (holding back so badly!), it will be far better if you watch the movie without knowing anything beforehand. Always helps in maintaining the interest and curiosity about what’s going to happen next! The music (by Shankar Ehsaan Loy) is mind-blowing and I’ve been listening to the songs in loops! Ullu Da Pattha & I Love Amreeka are songs that you could grow addicted to! And look out for Habibi Geroge Bush! πŸ˜€ It’s one hilarious movie; I definitely LOVED it! So, do try to watch it. Let me know if you enjoyed it as much as me.Β 

Thinking Away (as always!)

Some of my most wayward and deepest thoughts were born while travelling. I love travelling. It’s like a transition phase, where you go from one place to another, passing through so many strange places. I have always held a peculiar sense of fascination for travelling, that act of journeying from one point to another. While on the way to some place, I have always felt a desire to just go on travelling. As in, I don’t want to reach the destination, I want the path to go on. I love that in-between phase. And during travelling, I get so much time to indulge in thoughts. I let my mind wander around, taking in the people around me, observing the places I pass, the happenings on the way.

A DTC bus on a Delhi ring road, travelling on ...

During the one week I was away, I did a hell lot of travelling. And, needless to say, I have had so many interesting thoughts. Once, while I was in the bus, I noticed how it was so weird that around 40-50 (or more) people came together, in close contact or proximity with each other, for a short time span and then went off on their different ways. That is what happens in a bus, right? You have some 50 other strangers around you, all so close to you (physically) and going in the same direction, atleast for some time. So many people with a lot of different lives, hopes, dreams and problems. Yet bound to you in an odd way, because you’re all in the same vehicle, on the same path to somewhere.

I was struck by the singularity of the situation. When I looked around, I found so many unknown people around me…people who were going the same way, sitting so close to me, yet living worlds apart…making no effort to know the person sitting next to them, just plain lost and immersed in their own worlds. Have you ever thought about how many such strangers you meet on your way to and from work (or any place, for that matter)? It’s like, for those few minutes or hours, you are all bonded by the journey…kind of like your destinies have come together…and then, you are lost. [I just realized that I LOVE that last line, the sheer imagination behind that thought.] πŸ™‚

I always wonder what kind of person must be the one sitting next to me, what kind of life he/she leads, so on. If it didn’t seem like an intrusion into their privacy, I guess I’d have tried to ask them and find out! πŸ™‚

Another time, while in the bus (again), I was listening to music. And I noticed that each song made me think of something related to college, even if it was in the slightest way. Now, since college is over, every song I hear seems to remind me of some instance related to college days. Almost all the songs I hear fall into categories like: songs we danced to or songs we wanted to dance to, songs that this person liked or that person disliked, songs that we sang to make fun of some friend, songs that I listened to on that trip or that day, songs that my ex and I loved or hated, songs that remind me of particular events or situations…so on. Every song I listen to has some significance, some connection to the times I’ve had at college. It’s amusing, actually, to know that these 3 years have influenced me to such an extent. πŸ™‚

Nextttt! While I was with Kiran, I happened to ask her if she had heard some new songs. She replied that she listens only to English songs now; she doesn’t listen to Hindi music because, frankly, she doesn’t feel there are many good songs coming out now. I suggested some of my favourites among the latest releases and she said that she didn’t like them. I confess that I kinda agree with her statement about not many good songs being made nowadays. But there are quite a few, nevertheless, that captured my attention enough to make me want to listen to them again. Then, Kiran mentioned that all these ‘good’ songs are love songs, all mushy-mushy or talking of true love and stuff (that being an inherent theme in Bollywood music). You know what I mean. And she said that she has become sort of immune to that line of thought – love, commitment, true love, blah blah. She feels a kind of sarcasm and contempt when she listens to those totally mushy songs; she doesn’t believe in that ‘shit’ anymore. I understand her comment, because she has never really held any belief in the concept of true love. So, no wonder she has become immune to it.

I don’t think the same, though. I believe in true love and I enjoy all the love stuff that some (read: most) Hindi songs talk about. But I kept quiet and listened to Kiran’s reasoning and perceptions. Something about the conversation struck my mind and refused to leave. Later, when I thought about it, I understood why. I admire the fact that she can be immune to the concept of love when it is a most pervasive thought, particularly at this stage in our lives. I realized that I was, in fact, wishing I could also reach that point when I’ll be unaffected by it all. Because, truly speaking, I’m tired of it, fed up, worn out…whatever you choose to call this situation.

GelGems (I love them) on train.

The whole dating thing, commitments, relationships, heartbreaks, everything has got to me, exhausted me…and I’m seriously tired. Yet, I don’t seem to have become ‘immune’. I mean, I still believe I’ll find true love and, I have to admit, keep hoping for it. I keep waiting for it. Inspite of being tired. Sometimes, I wish I could also feel the same as Kiran. Compared to what I’m going through, her ability to be free of such emotions sounds like total bliss. I don’t know when it will happen to me, or if it happen at all. Or if I actually want it to happen! πŸ™‚ Imagine…if I became indifferent to the whole love thing, how would I believe or accept when it actually happens? AAhhh…I don’t think I will ever let go of that thought. Doesn’t really matter. Though, I do wish it would stop pricking my happiness at those random moments.


Where I Disappeared To… ;)

It has been a whirlwind week. Literally. I just got back to college after a week full of fun, activities and travelling. During the past 7 days, I went through parts of 4 different districts of the state, met a handful of amazing people and had some awesome time! And thought a great lot of stuff. Along with the crazy fun, there were so many instances when I was struck by profound thoughts. Every time I got a thought like that, I jotted it down so that I would remember it all to be posted here later, when I get back. πŸ™‚


Well…to start from the beginning. On 22nd, all of my classmates from the hostel went out on a day out. It was more like trekking and I get easily tired by that. But we had a great time. We took a hell lot of photos (which isn’t really my thing, to be honest), chattered a lot, laughed so much and, basically, had a lot of fun! I’ll try putting up some pics in another post, coming up soon. Anyway, I loved the time we had. We checked out the stuff in the shops. I found this shop selling second-hand books and there were a handful of books that I have been longing to read. I bought ‘The Romanov Prophecy’ by Steve Berry. That was enough to make the rest of my day super-awesome! πŸ™‚ I should mention that the lunch wasn’t satisfying enough but the fun parts outshine the disappointment. So, never mind!


Thekkady Boating Ticket Counter and Tourist In...

One spot we went to, if my memory is right!


The day passed so fast, hours passing by in a blur of laughter, photos and the happiness of being with your friends. πŸ™‚ We got to meet this cute guy who came to talk to us and even clicked some photos for us! I don’t know if I’ll ever see him again, but I really liked him. He was…ummm…fun in a mischievous way! πŸ˜‰ We did meet a couple of other guys, too. Anyway, all of us were exhausted but super-happy by the time we got back to hostel. Next day, all of us went home. It kinda felt like we were leaving forever, but I was glad to know I’d be coming back! πŸ™‚ I never thought I would actually feel that!!

At home, I spent time with Janet (that’s my sister). We spoke a lot, caught up with each other’s lives, laughed a lot, talked about childhood memories and fought a tiny little bit. πŸ™‚ As usual. We also went out, one evening. Just to the town, roamed around a bit, chattering all the while. πŸ™‚ There were some issues she was caught up in. So, that kinda dampened our moods, in between. I had a fight with dad and some other issues, too. Both of us were really depressed when we left home but since I was going to my friend’s place, I pushed everything out of my head. I could deal with it later, anyway…

At my friend’s place (Betsy is her name), we just spent some time, lazing around, watching some movies, sleeping, talking and loafing around. On 28th, I went to meet Kiran at her hometown. πŸ™‚ It felt so good to see her after so long (more than a year). I was introduced to her friends from college. I found them to be a pack of really sweet, friendly, crazy and super-awesome girls who were absolute fun to be with. There were 6 of them. Yes, I did feel kinda weird, initially, since I was meeting them for the first time. But I slowly got over it. That night, we wanted to do something fun or mischievous. But most of them were sleepy and wanted some proper sleep. So, there were just 3 of us (plus me and Betsy) – Pranavi, Meghna and Disha – sitting on the bed, talking. We shared some ghost stories (with the lights off)! It was fun because all three were kinda scared yet wanted to listen to all the horror stuff. Pranavi was so scared and used to scream at the slightest of noises and stuff. She got super-scared and yelled when Meghna touched her by mistake! We spent the whole night talking! We were babbling till almost 4:45am!

After the horror story session, we spoke about random stuff like science, religion, God, so on. Then, we had a game of Truth (& Dare, but since we were not in a situation to do Dares, we stuck to playing just Truth!). It was SUPER-AWESOME! I loved it! We asked each other a lot of wayward questions, some insane, some perverted, some just stupid! We laughed so much at the bullshit we were saying, shared so many experiences and made most of those few hours we had with us! I know I might not be personally close to any of them, but I had enough fun that night to form a sort of bond with them. πŸ™‚ Next day, we had to get up at 7 or so. We got ready and went for the wedding.

It was the first time I was attending a Hindu marriage. I was fascinated by their rituals and customs. Since the minute it began, I was paying close attention to what was happening and was so lost in it that I didn’t see anyone/anything else. I really loved it! Apart from the fact that it was short, sweet and simple, there was a lot of meaning in their rituals. And I should admit, I would love to have a Hindu marriage! πŸ™‚ Seriously! After the marriage, we had lunch, spoke to Kiran for a while and then, had to leave. Betsy and I bid our farewells and went on our way home, after two great days with some really wonderful people! πŸ™‚ I got back to hostel the next day (ie, yesterday). So, that’s what I’ve been upto during the past one week. It has been hectic, I admit. But I would do it all over again, any day! Without a doubt, or a moment’s hesitation! πŸ™‚ I loved the experience…and all that came with it – the people, the good times, thoughts, everything. Yes, I know I haven’t mentioned the thoughts…more of that coming up. And I’ll try getting some pics for the upcoming posts! πŸ™‚

One for now... πŸ™‚ that's us, hostelers from my class, at Thekkady


My model exams got over today! Even though I haven’t been studying anything, it’s still a relief to know exams are over. The finals will be starting on April 2. And I happened to tell my roommate that I will study (like, actually, STUDY) for the upcoming exams. Since my first year in college, I must have written nearly 6 model exams (for 5-6 subjects each time) and 5 final exams (last one coming up in April). I haven’t prepared properly for a single exam! And I wasn’t tensed at all! Don’t ask me why. Only answer I can come up with is that it probably didn’t matter much to me. πŸ™‚ Seriously, it doesn’t. I write bullshit for all the exams. I’m sure the examiner won’t bother to actually read through the looong answers of all those thousands of students from all over the state. So, I entertain myself with the nonsense I can come up with for my answers. And always end up getting somewhere between a good or an average B grade. πŸ™‚ More than enough for me.

But this time around, I was just thinking about the fact that, after the final exam, I won’t be having proper exams like this for quite a while (since I’ll be working). I remember how I used to work hard during my school years, especially in 12th Std. I had put in my maximum, maybe a tiny bit less. Anyway, I had worked, truly studied for my exams back then. It’s been over 3 years since I did anything even near to that. And I realized that I kinda miss it…not much, just a little. This will be the last exam for which I will be able to study…like, study. So, thought I’d give it a try. πŸ™‚ I might change my mind later, you never know. Although, I doubt that will happen. πŸ˜€

By the way… Attention! Attention! I’m going to be away for the next one week. There’s this girls-day-out planned for tomorrow. I’ll be going home the next day; have to meet my sister (after a long 3 months, in spite of the fact that she is just around 4 hours away!!). Then, I’ll be coming back, going to a friend’s place and then, on 28th…I’m going to meet Kiran!!! πŸ™‚ It’s her elder sister’s marriage on 29th. So, I’ll be with Kiran for a couple of days and get back by 30th. That’s the plan for now, atleast. Even as I say it, it all sounds so hectic to me, and I know I will be dead tired by the time I get back. But none of that matters. I’m looking forward to all of it… πŸ™‚

I’m really excited, without harbouring any high expectations, because I just want to make most of the experience I’ll be having. I don’tΒ  want to expect something and then rate the experience on the basis of my hopes. So, let’s see how it goes. I know I’ll have fun and love it… πŸ™‚ Of course, I’ll miss this space a lot… I don’t know how I’ll go through so long without blogging. Anyway, do miss me. Once I get back, I will fill you in on all the details about how the week went…and probably, a lot more! πŸ™‚ So, until I get back, TADAAAAA!!!

Going, Going...Gone!!!

Thoughts Running Wild (Just Another Random Rant)

Today, I was going through this site that has prompts (like questions, ideas) that could give you thoughts for writing. And it evoked a lot of memories that had been lost somewhere in my mind (can’t be blamed, it’s all jumbled up in there). So, this is going to be about all the random thoughts that came rushing into my head on reading those questions/ideas.

When you need a good laugh, who/what do you turn to?Β  – Well, I face this situation very often. Sometimes, I’ll be in need of a good, hearty laugh…just something to help me lighten my mind. One place I always turn to is that place in my head where I’ve kept aside all those awesome memories. So many instances from school life, home, college life…memories that will make me laugh my head off, till tears begin rolling down my face. It might be stupid comments from friends, funny experiences, sometimes, completely silly incidents. But, the bottom line is, they are sure to make me laugh! Apart from that, I turn to my best friends and/or my sisters because they are a bunch of sweethearts who can always bring a smile onto my face. And since I got into blogging, I have found some really great blogs which can lighten up my mood (check out the blogs I follow to find my favs) ! πŸ™‚

Who are your all-time favourite authors?– OK, this is something I could go on talking about. But I guess I’ll do another post (in

English: Dan Brown, bookjacket image.

Dan Brown

detail) on this later. For now, my all-time favourite authors would be Jules Verne, Dan Brown and Paulo Coelho. I read a lot of other books by various other authors but I guess all-time favourites would definitely be them! πŸ™‚

How much does the weather influence your mood? – I love sunny days, a lot of sunshine. In my previous room, my roommates knew this and they used to wake me up early on a sunny day (I used to be the last one to wake up, still am). I wake up with a really happy smile, that goes far deeper into my mind, on days when there’s a lot of sunlight streaming into the room. I love the morning sunshine, though not when it gets a little too much for my taste. I feel dull on cloudy, rainy days and don’t enjoy that kind of weather (except on some rare days). In short, the weather does influence my mood a LOT… So, next time I sound dull on a rainy day, don’t ask me why or what’s bothering me! Because you already know!

What’s your least favourite household chore? – Easy! Doing the laundry! I hate it! I don’t really like any household chore except doing the dishes. But picking my least favourite is always easy. I hate doing the laundry! I have tried putting it off for as long as possible, but I have learnt (the hard way) that it does no good except give me an even bigger pile of clothes at the end of it. So, even though I do my laundry (kinda) regularly now, I DO NOT enjoy it at all!

Kinda the thing I want...but I'd want darker shades! πŸ™‚

Could you pull off a different hair colour? – Interesting question. Just a few days ago, I was talking to Kiran. Both of us have plans to colour our hair sometime soon. And we plan to do it the crazy way (as expected! as if we could ever do anything that isn’t crazy!). She said she would go for purple; I want a couple of those crazy colours – blue, green, and whatever I feel like, at that point. So, can I pull it off? I guess I can. I mean, I know I’ll love it…so I suppose that’s all that really matters. πŸ˜€

I have some more thoughts that were triggered by the ideas. But I thought I’d save them for another post, coming up soon. πŸ™‚ And since you’re here, why don’t you try answering the (above) questions, too? Have fun! πŸ™‚



I’m kinda blank right now. I don’t know what to write about. Basically because there’s nothing new happening. After College Day I have had a couple of lazy days, sleeping or watching movies or just doing nothing. I spoke to Kiran a couple of days ago. We were talking after quite a while. And it felt good! Like, really good! πŸ™‚

Our model exams began today. Not a big deal, to be honest. Actually, at this point, if you ask me, I’d say life’s a little too monotonous. It’s going good, I know…I’m happy, I admit. But there’s that distinct sense of emptiness and dullness, especially since College Day got over! So, I don’t know what to say. I’m literally blank! Somehow, the idea of leaving college is all that I can think of these days. Prominently, that is. And that thought drains me out in a way that leaves me blank. Like now. Today was good. I had an exam, it was ok; went out with Merlin, had lunch, got some stuff for a friend’s birthday party tonight (we’re planning to surprise her! :)). Although I should add that I’m not very enthusiastic about it, on the whole. Probably because I know we don’t really matter so much to this particular friend. I wonder if she will even remember us, after she leaves from college. Whatever! Not like it matters, you know.

So, I know this isn’t really fair. But I promise I’ll come up with something better for the next day. For now, this will have to do! πŸ™‚