Trippin'

I've been tripping on John Mayer's songs... especially the ones from his new album titled "Battle Studies" released in November 2009. I cannot get over the songs of this album.
I liked a few of his from his earlier album and wasn't a fan of his as such. But when this album came out, I just couldn't (and still can't) have enough of it.

There's something very soothing, very calm and very pacifying about the songs in this album even though the titles are far from any of these adjectives. The ones that take my heart away are "Assassin", "Half Of My Heart" and "All We Ever Do Is Say Goodbye".

I highly recommend a download if you haven't already. It's a good feeling to sink into his voice and float along, with or without him :)


Here's leaving you with the songs he's captured my heart with.











Check out the hotness and... float, swim, dive, glide... enjoy!

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GUARANTEED

As I teach my students Achievement Motivation, I can't help but reflect and apply some of those concepts to my life.


Need for Achievement: a stable and learned characteristic in which satisfaction is obtained by striving for and attaining a level of excellence.


I don't need to be told that I possess strong characteristics of n Ach as it is called. I certainly possess all the traits that this need elaborates on. 


And I mean ALL. Including the fact that there's a limit one sets for oneself. Including the fact that no matter how good I am, I do not need to prove myself to others and the sad part is that this is exactly when I need to prove myself to others.


I constantly realize that maybe I'm not meant for this rat race. 

I realize that I wish to do things at my pace and achieve things as and when opportunities arise instead of constantly striking off tasks after tasks accomplished. I do not want to go through the rut that everyone else does. Which means that I wish to do my further studies if and when I please and that I wish to many many other things to make my life that much more enriched. But unfortunately, everything comes at a price. So it goes to say that if I don't do what i HAVE to essentially do, and now, then I would've lost my chance.


And my life to me is not about grasping at things and running far away from lost chances. My life is about being who I want to be, when I want to be and what I want to be. At my convenience rather than the convenience of others. 


My life is about making most of chances and opportunities, not grappling at lost chances.

Contemplative. Reflective. And definitely confused.

Pesked out!!!

Disclaimer: to be read by those who believe in the capacity of imagination - in themselves and in others. Of course, they should be lovers and fanatics of imagination.


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There is NOTHING more agonizing and pissing off than annoying neighbours who share a house with you in the same building. And I cannot wait to seek my revenge because yes, with loosers and cretins like them, revenge would just be the ultimate thing.


When they 1st moved in, there was a bit of excitement in the air because news had it that 2 dogs were coming along with them. But now, I will not be able to say who's the dog and who's the human. Seriously. To drive home my point on how truly annoying these people are, I shall elucidate this fact with a few instances.


A: They are FILTHY. They have old, torn and truly ancient chappals of all shapes and sizes, with holes of all shapes and sizes adoring their front door. Add dust and shit as well.


B: They are ATROCIOUS. They close all their windows at all times and choose to dry some clothes inside their house. Despite the fact that there is a huge terrace for them to share with us which provides sunshine and breeze free of cost to dry their laundry. Instead they have dirty kitchen towels gone black hanging in their kitchen, still being used. I'm pretty sure they wear wet underwear every day, if not unwashed underwear.


C: They are LUNATICS. They believe that their 150 year old rusted cycle will get stolen which is why it was kept in a pathway that blocked our way to go switch on the motor in case we ran out of water. Now they've put their cycle just in front of my brother's bike and replaced the cycle's former place with a row of big cactus plants. So, if ever we need to switch on the water motor, we have to walk outside our own house to switch on our own motor.


D: They are IMBECILES. Why? Because even though they hear water leaking from an overflowing tank upstairs, they REFUSE to switch the motor off. And then they have the balls to say "So much water has leaked" to which my maid said "We're sorry we forgot. But if you heard the water leaking, couldn't you have switched the motor off?" They now refuse to pay money for additional water ma calls for. There is no water as I type this post and they still haven't switched on the motor. 


They crib, complain, act like idiots, are idiots and there can be nothing more agonizing than living with them on the ground floor.


2 daughters, a son and a grandma. 


I hope their potty overflows inside their own bedroom, I hope their boobs fall off, I hope their underarm hair gets knotted, I hope they grow bald, I hope a lizard falls on them, I hope their dogs bite them (and many times and hard!!), I hope someone steals that cycle, I hope someone eggs their house (and you know who'll egg their house!), I hope they all fall in a ditch. And stay there. I hope I hope I hope... I hope they frikkin leave before the tyrant in me is unleashed. There's only so much we can take!


I have never hoped for bad things to happen to people generally, but I really hope these people get what they deserve because they're nothing short of a pile of shit living here! Big fat turds, the whole lot of them!


Human beings are an astonishing lot!

Random

Winter has arrived and it's my favourite season of the year. All I ever want to do in winters is snuggle into my quilt and dream happy warm dreams. And not stay up till late. And not wake up early in the morning. 


Winters = woolen socks, warm pjs, layered clothing, big fat quilt, happy dreams, clear cold blue skies, early evening walks, comfort food, winter sunshine and bathing in it.


Winter, you make me happy. But only when I'm warm and can live up to it fully. And not cold, shivering my beep off on my way to work because I don't know which woolen piece of clothing will go with a sari. 


I hope you're frikkin cold and awesome this year! :D


Allahabad and New Delhi, I will always miss you. Every winter. But thank you Bangalore, for making it bearable. Every winter.


On a more random note, here's a picture I love. Perhaps because it has the people I love in it. Perhaps also because of how happy it is. In more ways than one.

Winter = happiness :)

Weekends and Crime

And just like that, Sunday is fast setting and the weekend fast fading.

It has been a good weekend nonetheless. A jam-packed and fun-filled saturday made way for a lazy and chilled out sunday.

Working on saturday should be made a crime. Really. The fact that people are required to work (forget work hard for the time being) on weekends is sad. Saturday should be the party hard day and sunday should be the chilled out day. But no! The universe being what it is would have it no other way! Nonsense! 

Anyhow, I try really hard to not let my trudge and travails to college/work affect my weekend spirit too much, if at all. So saturday began with 2 hours of class, an hour of paper corrections which stopped dot on time due to dwindling enthusiasm owing to the fact that bullshit disguised as answers were blitzed on quite a few papers and that a beautiful saturday lay ahead of me which I wanted to make the most of.

So post work and a very swift change of attire (for who's gonna paint the town red in a sari?!), I made my way to what I can only describe as a wonderful meal! Kairali, known for its Mallu cuisine drew me to it like God knows what! Good company and good food always make a great combination! So unlimited vegetarian meals, their signature beef chilli fry and chicken kababs made a happy journey to the tummy and mind. All was well. And undoubtedly so!

Post lunch, what makes a lady's day is some soul-warming pampering. A good haircut, an even better hair spa, a head and shoulder massage and voila, it's *kachingg* time! Million bucks, here we come! :D Add girl time spent together during such pampering just triples the experience!

Yes, after we turned many heads many times came some family-friend time! So what was a mums and daughters date turned out to also include a brother and a common friend at the tea party! Pots of vanilla tea, pomegranate tea, masala chai accompanied with sandwiches, chicken momos, french fries, waffles and maple syrup, cheescake, frozen mudpie and chocolate muffins made the tea party what it was - a gluttonous feast! :D

Blueberry cheesecake, vanilla tea and chocolate muffins

Pomegranate tea

Delicious waffles with maple syrup and butter

The very challenging-to-eat frozen mudpie

AND post that feast ensued some family time with the mother, brother and me where we were whisked off for some comfort food a.k.a Chinese food. I ended my day with a clear soup which was not so nice, but what the hell, I couldn't complain for the day had been nothing short of perfect! :)

Sunday brought baking, leftover Chinese food (I love leftover food!), reading, writing, playing with the joojies, sleep and green tea! 

So, getting back to my point, working on the weekend should be made a crime because see the goodness we'd miss out on then! Criminal!

Weekends, I louuu you! :D

Feeling like a million bucks

and this is all it takes! :D

There's something about being in the presence of students. The atmosphere around them is just electrifying. 


A truly memorable day at work.


And I'm hugely proud of every student out there! 


It's them who make me wanna get out of bed before dark, come all the way post 3 bus changes and get home after dark as well.


Heartness.

Mind games or whatever...

I've been subject to quite a few coincidences over the past few days, more than have ever happened to me before. I'm usually the one to brush it aside and flit on to my many other thoughts. But so many in a row is pretty freaky. 


Here's what led to this post.


It's been a week since I saw my brother for various reasons and I was actually missing him a lot today. I'd decided while traveling back from college to call him once I get home and say "It's been so long and I haven't seen your face..."


And just at that moment, an almost Harry Potter-Dumbledore moment happened where that exact sliver of thought was pulled out from me and vocalized...


...for a guy traveling with his guy and girl friends started singing "It's been so long and I haven't seen your face..." (the ensuing lyrics and song don't matter)


Coincidences!