May 2007- October 2009

May 2007. That was the last time anyone posted on this blog. Its been more than two years since the last time I wrote in this text box. More than two years, more than a dozen airplane trips, more than a couple expensive phone calls and more than a few life changing experiences for all of us.

I was 14 when we started this blog. Me and the four most important people in my life. At that point this was the highlight of our lives. I still remember the plans and the excitement of keeping a blog. This was our little world full of our little secrets. We were 5 naive yet vivacious young girls. 5 Best friends. We were the world to each other. I still remember spending the entire day in class and then coming back home and spending the entire day on the phone. Our after exam meet ups! Our going out for movies. (catwoman? locking that guy in the bathroom?) The camp! Eight grade! Me and Aarushi. The fights. Oh god the fights. Making a sweet little thing cry before her SSt pre-board. Poor radhika coming to our rescue. The stupid boys. A stupid boy. Our high and our lows, our mistakes and our periods of distance. But we always came back didn't we? For six years we were each others lives.

Its October 16 2009. We aren't 14 anymore. We are adults with lives. very busy and annoying and complicated and hectic lives. We're in college. In amazing colleges. With a seemingly bright future in front of us. And we've changed. I, for one have learnt to use punctuation and grammar while writing (I read some of my posts and they were appalling). Radhika has started wearing dresses. Akanksha is now a grown up. Aditi has broken out of her shell. Aarushi and me don't fight anymore. Lol.

Things have changed haven't they. I don't see you guys very often. I don't talk to you everyday. You have new friends. I have new friends. You guys have a different life. I have a different life. Everyone told us this would happen. That we'd move on. Which is true we have.

Yet something tells me things haven't changed completely. This last one week has been hard for me. Midterms (damn you college), exhaustion, the stupid flu and the stupid boys. I haven't been so frustrated in some time. And despite the distance you guys were there. Radhika spoke to me between her stupid schedule. I just had a 2 hour conversation with Akanksha. I swear after talking to you guys I felt sane, happier and like I was in eighth grade again.

I realized I didn't need to be close to you guys to have you with me. I could not talk to you for months and we will meet and things will be back to where they were. Addi, I know I hardly see you and that you're not near me but I swear every time I'm down I remember that look on your face of frustration telling me to relax. Aarushi I know I don't see you at ALL. But despite all the stupid stuff we did and our fights you were genuinely one of my closest friends and it meant a lot to me when you came for my birthday.

In short, I know despite the fact that we've moved on. We'll always be with each other. Thats because we're more than just friends, we're best friends.

I love you guys.

<3

I Love....

My Puppy:
for helping me survive the daily grind

You Tube:
By distracting me, it has prevented ETS being slapped with law suit for causing emotional trauma.

Dilbert:
:) For being him.

Lord of the Rings:
For letting me dream that evil ringy-men (or ETS) can be defeated.

Anna Karenina:
For letting me believe SAT is not the only way for life.

Chocolate Brownies:
For making me -- :D (any given second)

Apple iPhone:
coz its beauty makes ETS's cruelty seem pale.

My Sony Vaio:
For just being there... sniff

My Moto Razr v3i:
Self Explanatory: (if you get what i mean)

Note:-
I wasn't able to find an Anti-SAT club. Will try harder next time.
:P

PS. My friends too.. for listening to me whine. :D

She climbs the long winding stairs, her one time enthusiasm gone. She still remembers the warm sunny days when she would return from school, prancing on those stairs, eager to reach the air conditioned room. A room full of possibilities, full of love, a room where the winds changed their course, where tradition was broken, into the arms of her daddy, yes her wonderful daddy. Yet the fresh, sweet winds have been replaced by a stale odor. That euphoria of happiness almost forgotten as if.. as if it never existed. She pants for breath as she reaches the last step. For just one second a feeling of anguish overcomes her. She can't move. She knows as she crosses this step, she'll be crossing over to another side; from her secure childhood to a painful adulthood.

Her thoughts are interrupted by a voice

"Didi."

She hurries over the last step and opens the door. A tender smile comes over her face as she hurries to help the maid.

She whispers, "Come mummy, back into the bed.".

A blank white face stares back at her.

She whispers again, "Come mummy, back into bed.".

Stony eyes follow the direction of her finger.

"Back into bed." the fragile doll repeats.

And they shift the fragile unknowing doll back into bed.

And its done. She has finally crossed.

What i will always remember about China (and also miss)

• the making up our own chinese language. and babbling it in front of the chinese. Who just thought we were speaking "indian"
• the losing something every second
• the Sneaking into the boys room at 11 pm.. and staying there till 2
• the speaking in hindi to annoy the chings
  
• the 100% efficiency
• The 101 videos and picture sessions
• the pillow fights at 1 am
• the making maggi in electric kettles at 1 am
• teh penguin walk!!
• the morning scene of << mini:guys wats the time?... aanya and shubhi (still asleep): who cares... mini:its 7 05!!! ..aanya and shubhi: SHIT!! we have to be downstairs at 7 15>>
  
• the brushing together in overflowing basins
• the Playing confessions and videographing them!
• the falling asleep on each others shoulders
• the group bargaining
• the Rappie
• the tears at seeing burgers.. and disgust at chineese food
• the feeling after every pathetic conference day that we would be together soon
• the hugs and "woh aye nii's"
• the tears that we shared and the hope we hopefully brought
• the friendship that blossomed out of nowhere
• China itself and its wonderful people
  

I'm always going to remember this trip, not just for the experience but for the people.. I just want to thank you guys so much (read:Ankit, Hemantika, Aanya and Vipul) You guys were amazing. Thanks for putting up with me and my constant stupidity (losing things and what not) Thanks for being there (through the subway thing). I love you guys sooo much. Woh aye nii!!

Without you

“Without you, heaven would be too dull to bear,
and hell will not be hell if you are not there.”

Crossroads. That’s where we stand. Next year, we go our separate ways-into limelight, into toil, into happiness, into despair, into memories. I dedicate this entry to my friends. Being told about a myriad times that I live in a world of my own, there are not many but they know who they are because we were inmates in it together. Partners in the crime. Yes, we created and lived in our own Barbie dollhouse. Myself more than anyone else. I could never go out.
It had a room of contentment-popcorn and movies at a friend’s house. It had a room of anticipation-bitten nails, telepathy and India at the brink of a victory. It had a room of conference-textbooks, the phone and an exam the subsequent day. It had a room of requirement-a vent for all our feelings. It had a room of laughter-at this, that and the other and at ourselves. It had a room of guilt-at the inordinate immaturity we displayed.
It wasn’t an ideal house. The roof tended to leak when it rained heavily. But for all its imperfections, I love it. I had a great time living in it. I hope to be in one of the rooms for as long as I can.
signing off.

Colors of the Wind

You know how sometimes this one song tends to define a lot of things for you. I would say this has been that song for me. It's been with me since forever...the first track of my first cd!! I guess it'll always remain special in a way no other song can be...

The death penalty fulfills a preventive function, but it is also very clearly a form of revenge. It is an especially severe form of punishment because it is so final. The human life is ended and the executed person is deprived of the opportunity to change, to restore the harm done or compensate for it.

--Dalai Lama

I live in a world, which tells me that I can be told whether I have a right to live or not. Mentally I may not be healthy and may be unaware of my actions, but society can still snatch my inherent right to live. Is this a fair world? Can I not redeem myself?

Capital Punishment remains the highest judgment that can be given in any judicial system. It is said to deter crime, provide justice and also ensure public safety. For a second if we believe Capital Punishment even achieves what it sets out to do, why are there still such high crime rates all over the world?

China, with a quarter of the worlds population carries out approximately 90% of the worlds executions. Yet has its crime rate deterred? "Expert after expert and study after study have emphasized and emphasized the lack of correlation between the threat of the death penalty and the occurrence of violent crime.” In most cases like Saddam Husseins execution capital punishment was just a political gimmick, a revenge seeking act; perhaps a way for the US to prove its superiority. Yet when you think about it, does it even satisfy revenge? There seem like a gazillion other alternatives available, that make the idea of capital punishment superfluous. Wouldn’t it make more sense to force these individuals to “pay back” to society? Compensate or redeem his sins? Would it not make more sense to make these individuals realize their crimes?

As increasingly countries join the ranks of those who have abolished capital punishment; my belief is reaffirmed that Capital Punishment is a chimerical ideal punishment; a barbaric remnant of an uncivilized society. It is immoral in principle, and unfair and discriminatory in practice. And as a remedy for crime, it has no purpose and no effect.

My Puppy therefore i am

Most people who know me, know all about my better half. My endearing and wonderful-"rainy day partner"-midnight ghosts chaser-tear wiper-piano singer best friend. My one and only Mischief (puppi-doo-doo, michu, michikins, mischu, brat, ass, black beauty).

When my first dog died, my mother was broken hearted. Though supposedly Snowy was my birthday present she was my mothers darling. After she died my mother did not so much as look at another dog. Thats where me and my sister stepped in. We presented her with a gorgeous, hunky, adorable spaniel puppy. The perfect little angel to calm everyone down or so we thought!

Actually Mischief darling did everything but that. Within a month of his arrival he had already fallen very sick (got parasites in his blood.. all of us doing 24/7 nursing), all my mothers furniture had doggy marks, the carpets had been chewed, my pooh bear had been victimised, my sisters room had become a "doggy hospital" and of course our lives had been turned upside down. My puppy had truly lived up to his name.

But despite all his roguishness and ability to create perfectly ordered chaos, this whimpering black beauty marked creature has become the sane mainstay of my crazy family. He is the proud bearer of the "baby of the family" and more importantly my "choc-a loc baby". He loves siting beside me, while I play the piano, as if understanding the badly played music. He loves siting on my lap while i watch tv or chat online, dying to bang his paws on my poor keyboard (he loves my friends). He makes whiny faces while I eat chocolate and happy yelps when i give him toast. And anyone who has the guts to hit me, has to answer to him. He is the first person I see in the morning, with his wet nose on my face and hes the last person I kiss before going to bed. He gives me assurance on scary nights, support on trying days, love on depressing mornings and happiness by just being there.

And without him, god knows what I would do.

Every day is "a day"

Webster defines a ‘day’ as the time of light between one night and the next and an ‘occasion’ as a special event or ceremony. Club the two together and you get innumerable reasons for celebration.

Certain recent events enticed me into finding out how many such days actually existed. The good old google confirmed each day to be “a” day. April 2 is to be the Kick Butts Day, April 8 to be the Behave Yourself Day. Then there was a certain Be Careful What You Say Day sharing 24 hours with Do The Wild Things Day. It is apparently cool to hang a brand new Mark & Spencer Towel around your neck. Well, of course The Towel Day must be celebrated!

The one question that comes to mind is about the history of these days. While some of them originate from an event, most of them are a result of mere marketing gimmicks.

There is a crucial commercial aspect to this. While the market is experiencing a shift towards the needs of consumers, marketers have adopted an apt approach. Playing with the changing lifestyle trends and consumer vulnerability towards innovation, a pitch for the introduction of fresh concepts has been set.

The mechanism works in a perceptive way. Hype is the key word here. The concept is made popular in stages. A particular section, known as the target group which defines/influences the consumer trends (e.g. celebrities) is made excited. Once that is done, the process finds popularity on itself and takes shape into a lifestyle statement, finding its way to the “in” trends. Celebration is always about emotions. Thus, the mechanism in question, to be full proof, has to also include an emotional side to it.

This phenomenon has found its identity in the market today. And it shall continue to grow till both the consumer and marketers are kept pleased and gratified.

an anthem

There are times in your life when you find something, and you know your life will never be the same. Today a cousin of mine showed me something. And i doubt i will look at anything again with the same perspective, Its the most inspiring thing i have ever seen. And i just had to share it with you.
Enjoy and learn

For the past 16 years I have wondered and then pondered why exactly people get irritated at the sight of mess. I mean their face goes red, their eyes crinkle and they get this stupid look while they shriek like a hyena "eeeeeeee" . Even after 16 years of careful observation, experimentation and thought i still have not arrived at a sufficient explanation.

Take for example a scene that has taken place in my room everyday for the past 16 years (excluding all the days i was out or something):

There i am all innocent and peaceful.
Then suddenly the mother (who i fondly call hitler) barges in...
Mother: "LOOK AT YOUR ROOM!"
I look up at her, quite disgusted at her outrageous behaviour, roll my eyes
Me: --
continue to do whatever im doing.
Not taking the hint she proceeds to my table.. shuffles the wonderfully placed books.. ruining my perfectly ordered things.
Mother: "Look at this.. its nothing better than a pig sty"
Now i get angry, shes messing up my perfectly messed room for heavens sake!
Me: "Mom this is my room stop ruining it! You're stifling the growth of my individuality!"
she ignores me and to my horror starts to clean up.
I gulp and storm out

Return 15 minutes later and arrange everything again properly

And i repeat this happens almost everyday. Surprising isn't it. You would think she would give up. What i think parents dont understand is that having a mess isnt being dirty. My room is never dirty. Messy yes but never dirty.
Messiness is just a creative outlook. Its just the way a person likes to organize things in their space. Its something like art. Unique and interesting There is nothing remotely disgusting about it. It really annoys me when the super-clean-freaky-ee people call it that. Its not like we not super-clean-freaky-ee people find the super-clean-freaky-ee peoples order disgusting. It so is NOT called for.

And at the end of it, considering we aren't messing their lives why do they even care? Seriously weird. Anyways i would like to conclude in a very english-exam-good-writing way. It has been scientifically proven that those people who live in disorder are not only more intelligent and but are also better human beings than those who are "clean-freaks".

So ha!

A happi happi new yr

HAPPY NEW YR!!!!!!
hehe .. hey guys... heres wishing everyone an awesome new year full of giggles, hugs, whoopppees, bitching and being a meano..
heres hoping people this year become
1. more civilized
2. better huggers
3. nicer
4. non-smokers
5. peace-loving
amen to that.. anyways.. hope you had a great nite.. mine was pretty good.. went out fr dinnr with friends.. stayed in and watched the departed with my sister.. talking over hot chocolate fudge and breezers.. and wishd most of my frends happi new yr..
cant think of a bettr way to start my yr..
anyways.. hope this year is as good as the last.. its probably one of the most imp ones for us.. so best of luck with that..
tc... shiya... luv ya
shubhs
ps. best of luck with the new yr resolutions... i learnt a long time ago the futility of keeping them

merry christmass

~~~~~~~~~~MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!~~~~~~~~~~

merry christmas everyone~!!!!!!!!!! Have an awesome day!!!! HOHOHOHO!!!
eat, scream, sing and dance!!! Spread the christmas joy!!! And ofcourse we hope you get plenty of gifts!!!

2006 is ending.. 2007 approaches.. for almost all of us this is an extremely important year.. we all hope that like 2006 it also becomes an excellent year.. heres wishing everyone not only a merry christmas but a ROCKING new year!...... and if you've been good santa will surely get you what you want.. hahahhaha....

Lots of love...
from the santas helpers..

MUAHHH

Musings of an indisposed soul

• Sickness is welcomed if it arrives at the right time, ie between 2 very important periods of your life and during a boring weekend, thus consequentially helping you miss a MT which you would have probably flunked.
• Dravid is certainly made of Ambuja cement.
  
• blue ties are definitely better looking than green ones. Even more so considering you are the elite 2% of your school wearing it.
• There is a stark difference between a MUN hosted by your school and that by another. For instance in one hosted by another school, you can't go around hugging every person in your sight. Till the time arises that your hugs are reduced to bone crushing devices. And you also can't stand at the podium and scream "DPS RKP ROKS" and have the whole executive board, administration staff and even the teachers join you.
• A Black skirt is idyllic formal dressing.
• You know you are a part of the best school in history when you can bunk the whole day and still not get caught.
• Wikipedia+Google=Savior of the worlds ass
  
• Cute guys with curly hair and green eyes don't cross your path every day. If you see one latch on.
• If you look good in a picture and the rest of the world doesn't, you don't give a damn about it. You are gonna put it up anyways.
• The only thing that makes man u special is Cristiano Ronaldo.
  
• The feeling of feeling hungry at 2 am before a MT that you are missing and then eating cheesy pizza to satisfy your hunger.. is priceless.
• Randomness is the new world order
  

Nature’s Embrace

Behold for the smile
That glistens across the azure sky
Behold for the sight,
It shimmers and passes by
Savor the memories
Precious in candescent glow
Hum to the tunes of the songs-
The mountains sing so oft
Reminisce the colors
Profusely canvassed by the wind
Remember the rocks, the trees-
They stand for an identity, a will
Feel the fall which
Led you to nature’s embrace
Be warned of betrayal and malice.

my bday

the day of my 16th bday was awesome! thanks for everything people! for all your hugs and contributions for my card! and also for being there for me always - in good times as well as bad! ill cherish this time forever and ever- the laughs, the fun, the supporting each other, cheering each other up.. thanks for everything.
special thanks to shubhs for making the most awesome video ever and for the mail which i have forwarded to myself! love u sooo much!

love you all loads.
yours only
raddy pie

im posting the video. i know im showing off but i love it too much! thanks agen shubhsy!

A thought

Lunges, it arrives
Departing, yet it thrives
The mystery is created
But never abated
Righteous and deprived
Ignorant and pacified
Lurking around and then
Out in the open it pounds
It strikes in all directions
Nor trivial nor specified
without any resurrections
Rumored to be benighted
Fascinating, alighted
Lunges, it arrives
Departing, yet it thrives.

to all my people

One of these days i was sitting in the bus and counting how much time we have left in school. hardly a year. Its just depressing. School years are the carefree, full of masti years, Where you get to do whatever you want with no regrets. Just the idea of not seeing my friends everyday gives me goosebumps. I mean all those between classes meeting, backseat eating, break walks. How the hell am i going to leave this wretched school. (failing is not an option!).. I mean its pretty known that after a couple of years no one stays in contact with each other. (though i hope we make exceptions to that rule)..College seems so bloody hard. So much bloody work. Its true no one likes change. Even positive change takes time getting used to. Anyways i wanted to say some thank yous and some muahs to certain ppl.. ( all this talk made me senti)

Ipsi: My pardner in crime. I have no bloody idea what i'll do without her. I met her only 2 years ago. But i think I've known her for my whole life. Shes my bitching partner and my gossip girl... Lol.. people just don't understand why we are both alllways together.. shes been there thru it all.. the sidesplitting laughter in the library to the cold mornings of stupid parental fites. one of the most understanding people..though she keeps u on ure toes.. constantly worried bout her... Love you girl and thanks for all the stupidity you've had to handle.. ull always be one my bestest frends!!

Knshu: Hehe my lil devil.. the first person when i get back from school lol.. shes the sensible head who tends to panic at every bloody thing. haha.. she keeps me sane... i can hide nothing from her.. everything just comes toppling out... anything i say bout her will be less.. she is one person i no who is more happy bout my success then even i am... i love her soo much... and no for one thing i can try to get rid of her.. but she will never get rid of me! ure ma star!

addi: my oldest best frend... this girll is the nicest person i no.. shes handles the most crap i think... me n my hyper self.. witha ll the screaming and banshee craziness.. shes taken it in widout a complaint.... lol... shes really quiet from the outside but for thsoe who know her.. no its all crap... shes one of the funnest people t be with..and there for u whenevr u need her.. can talk to her bout nethin,... n everythin.. shes my rock my stone ... hehe love u babes... u mah gall... thnx for everythin... for bein there for me..loove uuu

Rads: raddy piee.. clank clank.... my crazy ditsy best friend.. and might i add confused.. shes the smart one.. she has a phd in guy advice.. lol.. she keeps me sane.. we've had so much frm clank-clank hindi-chini bhai bhai.. to crank calls n coffee.. (bluddy coffee virgin).. im going to be her bridesmaid when she gets marries at 18 lol... i love this girl.. she has this awesome understanding power.. nos exactly howto get things out of u.. n is an awesome listener... thanx girl for everythin... for tellin me da truth when i cudnt hear it for bein there always... muaah to the coolest frend ever

Isha: my baby.. known her since 2nd grade.. one of the sweetest n nicest ppl i no.. hyper a complete "goondi" but shes one of the finnest people to be with.. she has this amazin quality about her... no1 can ever feel awkward around her.. she just has this thing to fir rite in anywhere.. n make sure no1 feels outta place.. ni no loads of people r thankful to her for that... n i love her for that too.... Muah girlll

Karishma: omg what would i do without her.. shes my saviour.. without her 11nth would be drab for mee.. she sthe most understanding person ive evr met... u can say nethin in front of her.. n she'll take it in.. she has to handle me everyday in skool.. n tht my frends is an achievement.. i seriously cant imagine 11nth without her.. her reassuring talks are like a calming influence for the hyper me. i love u gurll... keep rokkin!!

Rushi: aah ruushhhiii... my fitin partner.. we fite like cats n dogs.. lol.. shes one of the smartest people i noo.. if rushi gives u a compliment relish it n enjoi it... coz its gotta be truee!!! lol jokes aside.. shes pretty sweet.. and loves reading like me.. her vocabulary rocks.. this gurl is so bloody hard wrkin she can give ne1 else an inferiority complex... once u no her u can hate or love her bvut u just cant ignore her.. me? love her.. hehe... muaah girll.

Saraswati: finally reached him. Whatever i say bout him will be less. Hes been my bestfriend since god nos when.. hes kept me sane when i've gone insane.. made me smile when i thought i couldn't. Hes someone who has been there when i dint even no.. not 2 mention the onli person whose seen me cri.. i love u boi... n im sorry for puttin u thru all da crap... u're my guy! n u better stay tht way!!!

Rt: the ass!! hes the stupidest dumbest guy i've ever met and for that i love him... hes an amaazin frend...whose stuck by me through thick n thin... from pink pyjamas.. to 1o clock "meri beri ke ber" hes taken all da crap ive flung at him.. hes got a huuuggee eeggooo.. i feel sad for ne girl who has to go out wid him.. but hes the coolest buddy ne girl cn have.... love u boi!! thanks for the pep talks n the midnite laughter... i got yr bak

Avu: my googlie goo... god ive known her since i was 2 yrs old thats like 14 years now...!! she is definetly one of the most awesome friends ne1 can ever have... from pizza hut lunches.. to ccd coffee...to all the science classes and the jhoolas... ive had the most amazing times with her... shes like one of the sweetest people i know...with the bhootni hair and the crazy antics who can laugh like crazy.. shes also my coffee pal.. and my bitching pardner... shes my guy advice giver and my hindi correcter.. wat would i do without her.. i have no idea.. love u girl...

Sups: our chengozi leader... shes the most rockin senior.. .shes the smart silly stupid n funny 1... her jokes r frkin funny.. can make u laff for all u hv.... and she has one of the most sensible heads on her shoulders.. first impression: silly nataunki late realization: damn shes smart! hehe.. but shes one of the nicest and sweetest people i know.. my fellow hayden christensan, belgian choco, jhoola swinging and friends loving buddy.. loove u girll and miss u 2!!! thanks for everythin n for bein ure usual goofy self!!!

Mini: miniss.. the diplomat.. the serious n smart child lol... i have to give her a hand for all the crap she jhelofayes from me. thru inmun n all... i have no idea how she duz the thinbgs she duz.. sometimes i think she needs to relax for a bit.. but oh well she remains one of the nicest people i no.. n very understanding i no i can realli count on her.... lol... i luv her for that... muaaah... n plz loooseeen up a bitt.. n improve yr gk! hehe...

there r so many ppl i wanted to rite bout... sidhi, suhu, bodhu tree, aayush darlin, naina, anku, archa n more unfortuantly dont have time.. just wanted to say.. i love u guys alot too... tho i dont say it much.. n whenevr im bein a bitch dont mind.. coz i dont mean to.. just tend to from time to time... whenevr u need me just hollerr.... MUAHH

Love shubhs

So as soon as I came online today, I started getting messages like”are you okay?", "how did you come back home?", "safe and sound?" And I keep
t replying "yeah yeah" finally decided to put my nick to "yes I’m alive... unfortunately" For those unaware souls I'm talking in accordance with the Delhi "bandh"
So Monday we are given a holiday.. And we all hope okay maybe Tuesday too... but nooooo mrs.chona wouldn't... so we poor souls come to school say after day.. Then finally today utter chaos in school... buses can’t leave, everyones scared to death. Agitations really picked up in the city. Parents swarming to pick up their little kids, rumors afloat apparently "manmohan singh got shot", "a bomb blast in south ex", "agitation in saket", "buses were put on fire".. LOL
Oh well the good news, after much discussion and anticipation we have been given a holiday tomorrow.. whooopppiiieeee....

Moving on.. DPSMUN is approaching making me pretty excited; I've gotten Liberia in Human rights council. Upside- the topics are all closely related to my country especially "Role of diamonds in fueling conflict" (bet u don’t know what that is!!) Which is quite major in my country. And since I'm a small country I get to kick USA's ass. LOL
Now the downside is actually the upside.. The topics are too closely related to my country. ESPECIALLY role of diamonds... coz I’m the big bad wolf... meaning I am pretty much condemned and hated by everyone.
But I still get to kick USA's ass... so I'm happy!
When I got the country, I was pretty furious.. I wanted France... really wanted France... but then i realized with the topics... Liberia is in a far better position (centre of action lol) so I’m happy... though I still can't pronounce the damn name. lol

And India got kicked out of champion’s trophy as everyone knows. I unlike certain people do not become disloyal just because we are loosing. Yes I'm disappointed, but I believe the fans need to support the team specially now, coz they aren’t playing well. The real fans are not the ones who cheer when the team is winning but the ones who cheer when the team is losing. SO Hooo Haaa India. Lol (can’t believe I said that) and I'm sure we'll do really well in SA and the world cup... (and in accordance heres the champions trophy song... it has amazing lyrics.. hopefully will inspire patriosm)

Ooh and how can I forget...? Alonso won!!! I felt kinda sad for Schumacher... his last year and all... but the mans won 7 already... how many more does he need??? But the way he drive up from last position to 4rth was bloody brilliant... anyways Alonso is pretty amazing too... not as gutsy as the Schumacher... but nevertheless he has the ability to win. Rock on is what I say...

OOh and as I go... would like to confirm I've gotten amazing PJ's to share with everyone... will do so in some time... heheh keep waitin
shubhs

ps.. leaving with you with a really nice song i found.. if u dont like man u dont even try listening to it..

(its old though..)

Gulmohur

The gulmohur rises high into the horizon
Its orange pales the evening sky
Its leaves fight to and fro against the wind
It brews a storm in the heavens.

Its symphony is a violent sound
It speaks of previous battles
With the sun and the moon
Whose radiance scathes its very roots

And yet the incident stillness is almost palpable
Its mystifying riddle holds a promise
Or will the gulmohur importune the ‘world’
Another day with its endless battle