College days..

I miss my college days.. I really miss being a fresher.. i would love to rewind to my first year of college..
The new experience of growing up.. moving into a free world.. without uniform.. without strict classes... and the first hand experience of the being ragged.
Wow... i really could go back.
I remember when i had begun college i had decided i m gonna behave.. raggings gonna be a piece of cake.. i m gonna be sporty bout it.. and well thats was what i was all the while..
The day after our formal introduction to all in the presence of our parents.. our first dayof class began..
I dint wanna befriend anybody.. anybody at all..
I caught the last bench... I just wanted ta be away from everybody.. and wanted ta be at the corner.. and better still there was a window next to mine.. so what if it was open to the corridor.. i dont mind... i could see the trees beyond in the campus..
Kids filled in.. most putting on a brave face.... some with defiant looks.. calling for trouble.. some looking deep down really sick.. i could read them all....
I waited.. so much of a student body..
there were bout 20 girls with almost as 17 of em cramped together in the first 2 benches.. God only knows why.. 3 on the bench next to mine.. and me all by myself ruling over mine. Woww.....
I dont remember Pd entering.. but i remember her sitting squished between two others in front of me.. and Vishs entry was less Unnoticable.. she came in with a boom.. squeezed herself between the kids on the first seat and started blabbering at top speed at almost everbody on all her sides... I really thought she knew all these girls somehow or the other.. but later i learnt she dint know a single person and was just being friendly.
I sat there undisturbed.. coz Anju had tried talking to me and i had only answered her in monosyllables.. and no one else took any pain in knowing the haughty looking girl on the last bench sitting all by herself... and just watched everybody.
The time until first period went kinda busy and hectic with students filing in and trying ta find comfy seats and making acquantances and so and so.. and no senior had come into our lives yet.. well not really anyways.. other than for the few stares through the windows and stuff...
I watched the students through out our first period.. forming pictures..
Vish and Pdz worth mentioning..
Of vish i made a opinion that shes gonna be the popular kid.. the smatest of us all in her character (well she is..).. totally an extrovert and care for nothing soul...
And i remember watching Pds head bobbing up and down at teachers every word.. and thinking.. seriously if she really does understand half of that stuff i will be wonder struck... which was also true coz hey who was listening??? everybody was too busy trying ta make an impression...
Including me...
Well after that came a break.. and during this was our first intro to our seniors..
Me being the closest to the window and the only girl all alone was a hot prey and was called out first..
I remember my senior girls asking me my name and where i came from and what i do.. whether i sing or dance and what is it that i would prefer to do for them.. and i had chosen to sing a hindi song.. and had done so.. for which i was asked to say a tongue twister in mallu.. during which the bell rang and out HOD came to ma rescue..
I dont know what all had happened in my absence.. but i guess others were also getting their share of ragging..
And so on and so on.. i was one of the favourite among the seniors.. being at the window .. the first face they could see.
i was the only one ready to do what they said and enjoyed doing it..
they always called me out.. if not to rag. to watch them rag others.. which i knew was betrayal of my clan.
They even started saying.. dont call her we have ragged her a lot..
and honestly i enjoyed every bit of ragging.
I have sung numerous songs.. have repeated a number of funny sounding mallu tongue twisters.. have moved forward and backwards to stand at the exact spot pointed to.. have not fell prey for stupid word pranks.. have made omlette in english and mallu.. have offered a imaginary rose to a choc faced senior guy who wouldnt even look at me.. and all the while i had to tell him.. hey look at my face.. i m giving you a flower... and ahve made dosas grooving to music.. have watched a number of cat walks.. have listened to another huge amount of addresses and songs.. and what not...
I just love my seniors for all that fun they had the courtesy to share with me..

I remember when Adarsh and gang.. the then second years.. (thats how we knew them.. and thats how we remember them.. though we never really knew who was who..) ragging me with a sweet jolly smile.. and me in my really good mood smiling back quite at ease with the scene..
They were feared for the number of people their gang held.. and their roughness with kids.. and the way they could put up a fight and make a fool of you.. but i was ready..
They had asked the usual name and address and etc.. and went forward to do u sing..
to be on the safe side i said only in the bathroom..
so they said 'ok.. imagine this is a bathroom and sing us a song..'
i asked what they wanted me to sing?
And adarsh went what do you usually sing??
And then and there right in the middle of our corridor.. i broke into a loud and funny..

"Thandurusthy ki raksha kartha hai Lifebuoy..
Lifebuoy hain jahaaaaaaannnnn...
thandurusthy hai wahaaannnn..
Liffffee buoy........"

They had the best laugh of their lives at it.. and i enjoyed the goofing too...
and from then on.. I was their favourite...
I had broken the hard hearted picture they had potrayed of themselves.......

Go Lifebuoy...

Back to writing...

What am i supposed to blog bout today???
How bout the heat that is growing nowadays???? Yep.. I agree its damn hot each day.. n everyday more than the previous..
It makes me wish i could waddle all day round in a pool of cool water.. but the farthest i get is drenching in my own sweat...which is sooooo comforting..NOT!!!
There really should be some stuff that u can take in which wouldnt make u a stinking body as the day wears on... makes u sweat aromatically.. wow....
Would sell like cakes..
speaking bout cakes.. not a bad option in such heat... it really does boost energy to have something that sweet..
I know coz the last day i ate watermelon dripping with sugar late in the evening.. and i was totally jumping around the place singing and dancing... I was on the sugar high... until late in the night..
And the cool floor is my latest haven.. just resting ma bum on the floor soothes me.. i love lying around... sprawled on the tiles.. anything to beat the heat...
even bathing 3 to 4 times a day..
cant imagine what is waiting round the corner... as summer descends upon...
this i cant take.. next... i will just plain bake..

i really cant imagine the plight of all the people out on the roads... people who are out on the go.. who have no choice but get out... who work in the open... the plain beggars... etc etc...
really sad.

I cant even get myself to get out to put the clothes to dry... i come back with a dizzy head... and of course purple eyesight..
Why this is happening is of course not any mystery...

Heyo..

Been ages since i blogged.. Was so much into it when i had begun.. now i have no time to frame up anything interesting to put up here.
Today was a classic day.. in the sense i did my usual stuff.. cleaning my bed so that it can be littered again.. ya guessed it right its a mess now.. then cleaning my rack to make more space for more nonsense.. cleaning my wardrobe off worn clothes so that i can stack up more in there.. watching tv to while away time without feeling guilty of wasting it staring at the wall... baking a cake with ma with the sole intention of getting to taste the batter in the process and licking the leftover in the bowl... and of course playing with the kittens because i love to and no other reason.
Today Mauty climbed my head for a change and not Charlie. I had to slap Chikoo more than once coz it was pestering the others on and on.. worrying them with bites and kicks...
He sulked for some time.. but of course couldnt stay so long coz hey.. chikoo loves fish too..
Chiktoo 's been good today.. no mischeif only ear piercing cries at intervals..

I studied a bit for Pdz.. read through some of the portions....
I sang song after song.. and now my voice sounds so flat.. like trained in carnatic for long..
Dint use my mobile much other than when Pdz had called in the afternoon.. coz Vish had called on the landline..
Dint sneak online to collect money from my properties in Mafia..
Watched a bit of a tamil movie though i dint understand what they were saying much.. but liked it so far..

I guess thats it for how my day was.. Classic.

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....