SAVE THE TIGERS......!!!

SAVE THE TIGERS......!!!
I see the campaign going on everytime i switch on the television.. They talk about joining the campaign.. blogging, spreading awareness and.. what?? Wearing t-shirts???
Have they ever spoken about what has been done to prevent the killing of tigers.. what can be done to save them.. Whats the use of spreading awareness and blogging when all that would stay only in the city limits which is most of it Tiger free..
What are we trying to save?? We havent even seen such a creature thing yet..
What use is it of people shouting out slogans and giving out speeches here when all that is supposed to change people who are actually involved in the killing.. Go there, get it done.. That would help.. screaming your head off or spending huge amounts on media.. Make a move.

Here pleas to not kill another human being falls on deaf ears whos gonna care for tigers..?? What kind of Shitty people live on Earth.. and its said Man is a Superior being.. Yes of course... Man is the most superior Fool ever..
Heartless, Thoughtless and Painless.
Have you seen that ad where they show a Cub hiding in a cave.. and they say its waiting for its mother.. did they notice.. they themselves were scaring it..
and have you ever thought how lonely that little cub might be feeling.. and a lot of cubs like that one get orphaned.. Have you no heart for it???
Have you ever imagined how you would feel waiting for your parents to return . not knowing what to do.. and how to feed urself..??? Thought of how your kids might be feeling if they come across similar situation...???
Ok you will feel sad now.. coz you thought of yourself or your family.. but still wont feel bad bout animals.. right??
Go to Hell..... and Burn there..

All i wanna ask for is that something really serious is done bout this and not just limited to celebrities wearing t-shirts warning people of the number of tigers or asking people to join the campaign. Some solid move is taken. Whats the use of all this if the Tigers are still not safe..???
But whatever little helps.. So i join the campaign too..
So people.. Stop swiping out the life of the poor Tigers.. Let 'em keep their family too..
Please..

I havent been able to rig up anything good to put up here for quite some time now..
I wonder why?
is it coz i'm outta words?? or coz i m outta thoughts..?
I wonder..
But no answer.... just like a lot of other whys in life..
I guess its because theres nothing in specific to write.. i havent set up any topic to write bout.. theres no preset subject.. and of course no object..
Only wishes to put something together worthy enough of this page..
And i'm sure i will succeed.. soon..
well it doesnt hurt to hope right??
Otherwise too hopes are what keeps us living..

What crap am i writing??? I m bored to death doing this.. have yawned about 12 times while making this up..
I must be nuts to do this... really flipped outta me head..
Theres nothing like nothing to write or something to write.. i m just plain lazy to even think of putting up some words that together make some meaning.. that is all the reason of being out of touch here..
Sorry guys.. i m giving u relief.. but not to worry.. i'll be back soon..

Trees

College.. First year..
The first taste of freedom.. well we were kinda tired of all this when this happened. so no big words..
We were always outta class... bunking and getting out giving stupid reasons.. etc..
Our campus was our fav place... we used to jump around from bench to bench there to find the best one giving the best comfort and the best view as required at that time..
Our campus was flooded with old old trees.. with trunks that we couldnt cover even if we hug it together. offering the best of the shades and the best cover from teachers going to the canteen etc...
One afternoon when we were free from class... and were as usual lingering round the campus the monkey in me woke up and wanted ta climb the beeeeg tree placed right at the entrance to our campus.. and the trunk was shaped like seats and we could all sit down comfortably..
No one was around except for a few kids.. not that we would have cared.. but had to make sure no teachers were watching us...
Slowly bubbling with excitement of being able to do something different and cool we climbed the tree making as much less noise as three giggling girls could make.. well not giggling.. laughing girls could make.. and creating as much less movement a possible that 3 fighting girls could make.. so as not to attract attention...
we had got books for ourselves to read while on the tree.. and we settled down..
me sitting on one side, vish with her feet hanging.. and Pdz got the best seat.. she was half lying on the trunk..
We sat so for almost an hour.. then our bums started wearing out.. we got enough of it and decided to climb down.. and there we spotted our HOD.. he saw us.. stalled for 5 secs then made his way to the canteen.. nothing will ever come in between our teachers canteen trips...
We climbed down.. happy at having achieved something we considered worthwhile.. and then is when we spot Pdzees got bubblegum stuck to her dress..
Yuckkkkk......
A huge blob of pinkish gum...
Eeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwww......!!!!
We get to work.. trying ta pick it out..
we use sticks.. twigs.. leaves and what not to get it off.. and atlst tired of all those measures failing we use our hands.. [eeeeewwwwwwww......er] picking out whatever we can of the adamant gum..
poor Pd .. this is what she gets for getting the best place.. heeeeeeeeee...
Well.. in the end there was a greenish brownish sticky patch on her behind.. which she had to carry all the way on her 1 hour journey to home...[she even used it again later.. after wash mind u.. and it was not visible after some time.. right PD?].. but it never downed us.. only taught us to check for goo on trees before climbing up anywhere..

Pdz and me... out having fun..
Spend all morning at Cafe Coffee Day... we study some.. we talk some.. we laugh some... we eat some.. We drink a lotttttt....
We are totally full...
Tired of the ugly 'when are u gonna get out of here' looks the people were throwing us we get out..
We have to go to the library.. then stop at CB.. then get to BPM.. then go home..
Ouch Pdz wantsa relieve herself.. cant go back in..cant wait till we get to BPM. Lib restroom no good.. CB doesnt even have one.
What to do???
We spot Jayalakshmi on the opposite side.. Why not do here what we usually do at BPM..
We get in.. deliver our bags at the entrance for safe keeping.. and make our ways straight to the top.. telling the ladies there we are looking for western wear..
We get there.. get completely bowled over by the super clothes ..
We run over hands through them.. pick some up.. I m gonna try on a gypsy skirt and a flowery top.. There are a lot of people bustling about..
Where are the trial rooms????? Wheres the restroom???
Aaahh... there they are..
Pdz makes her way to the loo.. and me to get these clothes on..
'Wow, this looks good on me..' Pdz joins totally relieved..
'Yeah man.. cool...'
I take em off.. come out and we break into excited chatter..
Loud we say.. Must get amma.. chalo chalo...
and we get out..
the ladies there just eye us.. prospective sale there..

We come down.. get to the saree section..
"Excuse me, what are you looking for??"
"Oh.. our parents are on the other side.. they are shopping.. we are just taking a look round the place.., Can we have some water please???"
That over, we climb still further down.. and get to the exit..
Get out.. get our bags.. go away..
All neat and clean..
Who needs to know....

Vish and me love going to the beach when I am staying back at me grandmas...
No body at home need to know..I just get out with her and off we go..
Like that day when i was supposed to go to ma maternal grandmas place and Vish picked me up half way.. and we zoomed off to the beach.. even though there were clouds looming quite low..
The thought of the beach in the clouds was too alluring to resist..
So off we went.. with no cover.. no raincoats no caps.. not even a helmet..
Damn we regreted that one single thing.. NO helmet..
We were caught bare headed by the police,.. we pleaded and joked.. but.. she dint have her pollution cert upto date too..
so we were given a choice.. no helmet 100 bugs.. payable anytime.. or no pollution cert 500 bugs.. payable with the new cert.. who wantsa wait. we said no helmet is fine.. and dashed off to the beach.. to find guards sending everybody back..
thanks a lott...
and just as we were getting out.. comes another police jeep.. and stops us and calls vish up.. she takes her slip with her while another inspector approaches me with jokes that they were warned of us being at the beach and we were going to be arrested for being disobedient kids.. while i gave him an account of our already being fined.. and all the while we couldnt stop laughing.. we were let off as harmless.. and also BIG HUGE HEAVY drops had started to pour down from the sky..
oh damn now what do we do.. she rode.. me sitting behind.. getting wet in the heavy downpour that had followed the drops..
Should we stop somwhere but where?? or now that we are already wet do we go back home??
Ok.. lets go to Coffee day..
wait for rain to cease..
so we go there.. and the thought of sipping on Hot coffee in the rain made our mouths water..
and we go there and find.."No current, so no machine running. so nothing to offer.."
Go to hell..
we just sat there with water dripping off us.. and ate up the chips and snacks on the table... and we had to in the end pay for that in the same amount that it would have cost us to have a coffee..
AAArrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..............!!!!!!!!!!!11
Thanks a lot..
in bout an hour the rain ceased.. and we slowly still wet but still with spirits high made our way to my grandmas were she left me.. where I had to wait for another half an hour in the darkness for the power to return so that i could return to my place..
But it was one of our best experiences together..
the cloudy beach.. the 'encounter' with the police.. and above all getting wet...
Super..
well we couldnt pay off the fine the same day even though we hopelesly roamed around the slippery roads looking for the SI.. and dodging fallen trees... totally fast and furious style... Guess Vish got it done later..

Suzy maam hated us..
for one we never attended her class.. and 2 she couldnt stand us in her class...
But that particular day we were the perfect girls..
present, attentive and perfect.
Me and Pdz were already in class.. With jithu and rads on the other side..
Me and pdz talkin.. jithu and rads talkin..
Maam dint notice.. she was into teaching.. English is a beautiful language you know..
we finish our discussion.. outta topics, quiet.
Enter Vish.. late after lunch..
we bustle about making space for her.. still no talk.. just some rustling of bags.. Vish settles down.. jithu n rads still talkin.. Jithu smiles at vish..
we still quiet..
and maams voice comes booming.. "U 3.. on the last bench.. cant u keep quiet?? U ve been talkin since i entered.. dont wanna listen then you can get out.."
3 on the last bench.. Thats US...!!
We stare at her wonder struck??
US?? what did we do..??
When???
We blink back at her.. she goes.. "U can get outta class.." We open our mouths a bit.. and she continues.."I ve given u attendance.. u can get out of class.."
Wow.. that was our licence.. we were there only for the attendance.. we have it..
thats all that matters..
The little rebels that we were.. Vish goes.. "Chalo be chalo.."
I at the end get up."Sorry maam.. thank u maam.."
n out i go.. n the other 2 follow...
Maam expects us to stand out at the door..
Sorry maam.. but fat chance of that... we take a super tour around the college.. all silent during class hours.. except for the thunder that was running around that day promising rain..[well we kinda got scared of that.. where do we go.??]... disturb some classes.. make faces at serious students...
wah.. super day....

I came across something once that said after death the soul departs. Only the physical body is left. The soul moves away and is then Reborn. A new life with everything about the last one swept clean. The soul forgets this life and evolves into a new one.
Then why do we say we are watched by departed souls??? Who watches over us if they dont even have us in their memories??? And if the souls are rebron then what is left to watch over us??

Why do we say things that contradict?? For comfort? Relief?
What?????

The Itchy Night..

That night after a dinner of tandoori chicken, fried rice n mutton i had a talk with some of me friends.. and went to sleep at around 12 30.. It took me time to actually fall asleep say by 1. At around 4 30 i woke up with a bad stomach twisting.. Kinda gave me an idea of what horses’ go through when they have a bout of their most dreaded fatal colic... n my palms were itching.. they were itching bad.. i tried to ignore but it started getting real wild and my palms were going numb with the itch.. then slowly my back started to itch too.. so i had to put on the light.. but palms don’t give away much in these cases coz this is not astrology.. this is itch man.. so i had no choice but wake my parents who were having the deepest of the sleeps that they cud get for little while away from tension of daily life...and told them my hands were itching but couldn’t contain it to hands coz by then my neck and back n elbow and shoulder and legs were effected too.. and my stomach was starting on the scratch me too call... n there were these hives n rashes all over.. a possibility of a touch of caterpillar came up.. and i was not so much convinced coz i wasn’t rubbing my itchy palms over my body to get it all over me. and a caterpillar kinda didnt need 4 hours to start its mischief.. coz i had been literally rolling on my bed.... so i said mite b allergy to something i had eaten coz my stomach gut was all pulling n twisting n writhing in pain.. oowwww.....
Anyway i kinda bathed in petro jelly n even changed into fresh clothes and shifted off to my fav spot when guests com n rooms r flooded to sleep thats under the dining table. Not exactly... but kinda.. and i slept off without the fan on coz the air was making me go itchy.. and then my bro who had slept thru all this havoc woke up to visit the loo.. just visit.. heee....and i woke up at him peering in the darkness to i guess make out why i was sleeping there.. how i got there actually.. and he put on the light and gave me his hand don’t know why.. but i was all like "no.. its 'chori'.." and he was like "HUH???" and i showed him the now receding rashes.. and then. thats it.
i slept upto 8 30.. that gave me a max of 3 hours sleep.. and i was all weak and tired and numb.. ya me face was affected at the chin and forehead and my lips had gone all dead outta feeling.. and i was all with scratches all over.. that gave me all the ows n oohs n aahhhsss.. of burning sensation when i had my bath..
ok then we were discussing the possible reason for this gr8 fest if not puzhu..
Umm… food allergy.. and i figured i had a Small Dab of Mayonnaise.. that was the only foreigner that had entered my stomach, that too in very tiny quantities. i had not liked it much so i didnt valichu vaari thinal that. heee... thank god if that was the reason that i dint have much of that..
then ya do u know i m scared of spiders.. damn scared.. Arachnophobia...
and there was this HUGE spider in our bathroom that night.. that fair frizzled my spine..
so amma was like what if i was pricked or had brushed with some poison from the spider.. but hey i wouldn’t b dumb to go shake hands with a SPIDER.. and what if it had bit me.. i took a look at that possibility. But as i dint have any tiny spiky hair sprouting all over my body.. nor any strong Nylon kinda thread spurting in lengths out of my wrist how hard i tried..and the fact that i couldn’t even cling on to the walls leave alone climb, b4 u ask ya… i tried that too.. ending up looking like an absolute moron stuck to the wall with 1 feet on ground n all other limbs on the wall, body included.. heeee ..... i totally erased the idea of me being the Next-gen Spider-Woman...
so lastly it came back to Mayonnaise.. ok whatever... i m not having it n have no probs in that coz i dint like the taste any way.. heee...

Well this is the classic narration of "My Tryst with the Mayonnaised Itch"

Today is our story.

On the 10th of Jan, when we (pdz, her sis paus, vish and me) got together we found this real cool place to hang out at.. and we ve been pretty excited bout it since. And one day to be precise on the 13 of Jan, me and pdz had met there for actually nothing.. just met there.. and we got 3 10% discount coupons.

We got damn excited bout it. Discounts no matter how small are always a treat. We went total crazy and decided ta go there together to celebrate our b'days that were close. So we chose the 23rd of Jan, a weekend falling between our b'days. Sadly Vish was'nt available.. but we could'nt wait.. the coupons were valid only till the 31. Oh no..

So Pdz, Paus and me went ahead with the meeting plan. Talking about it everyday jumping with joy at the thought of cutting our expenses short.
The 23rd of Jan, Saturday came up bright and super.. We planned to meet up at my place in the afternoon. Looking good is always a requirement when we are celebrating right? We got our sleep right, the morning was spent shampooing, conditioning, drying, choosing clothes, cleaning nails and straightening all odds and ends. And the time flew by. Pdz and Paus got home by round 1 and we got into the getting out frenzy. Pdz and me even exchanged tops.. and got all ready. In a mixture of various shades of pink and peaches and in our coolest lookin most comfy pair of jeans and a full shrug, half shrug and no shrug arrangement, open hair all brushed out to give it the best swish possible and in the coolest sandals and shoes, we got out looking like chucked out in the middle of a ramp show. All for the chocolate excess we had our eyes on.

We got there, ordered all our stuff, a sandwich, hot chocolate, samosas, another areated drink and some chocolate delight kinda stuff... all with the discount in mind.. That over how could we forget the chocolate ecstasy..after all it was our b'days we were celebrating..
And there came our chocolate drool..
Yummy.......
Bill please.. and we find 3 more coupons enclosed.. we are over excited.. one more visit soon maybe.. and we take out our coupons... all in the lust of lowering our bill amount..
Oh, when do the new coupons expire??? It read-

10% discount coupon
Present this coupon to your waiter, before completing
your order and receive 10% discount off your bill.

Expires 31st january, 2010
*Not valid with any other offer.

Oh so we must come back soon.. and we joke about it..
Wait wait.. what did it say before expiry???

"Present this coupon to your waiter, before completing your order and receive 10% discount off your bill."

Ouch...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Our dream bubbles burst.... And we werent able to go back before the 31 to claim any of the discount..
6 D% coupons going down the drain.. Bye Bye..

Thats a moral to all of you out there.. Read before you Greed.

yo man... after such a sweet comment from Vish, my other closest buddy, i cannot help but blog back my reply.
Vish is the one who is the most sane and at the same time the most insane among us. Vish, PD n me.. we make a team.. though unbalanced, quite real. Yes Vish was on an island, an island of her own.. all happy and content. But we couldnt stand it. We encroached on her land and introduced hell there.. and see.. just like us she loves it too..
Heeeeeeee.....
Right Vish? U love Life like what it is now na?? And u love us for it na??
Better say yes.. or i will personally see that u r not entertained at our next slumber party..
heeeeeeeeeeeee....

And i must say.. what u have written for me is quite good for a novice that u call urself.. infact though i am jealous to admit this.. it is way better than what i write..
Oh no.. that cant happen, 'Buck up Roopee...' Heeeeeeeeee.....!!!!!

So i m back again.. not that i ve anything to blog bout..
And yipee i ve a follower, even though its my ever faithful friend... atleast i m being followed right?
Well so lemme dedicate this blog to her..
She is my friend ever for the last 5 years since we got to know each other. The journeys we had to and fro on the daily bus in the mad rush, the innumerable trips we made to various hang outs, the classes we bunked, our campus look outs, our coffee day notes, our library trips, our fishing and boating.... all this just opened our worlds to each other that now even the thought of getting on the others wrong side is deadly scary... I hope Pdz u will never open your mouth if we ever [God forbid..] fall apart. And I will promise u the same..
Heeeeeeeeeee...............
And we solemnly promise to bitch about Vish if she ever opens hers.. right??
Sorry Vish. Stay friends with us to be safe. Heeeeeeeee....
My Love to u people..