Happy Birthday Papa!

I wonder what words
Could I ever phrase
To thank you Papa
In all glory and praise
The countless blessings you have created for me,
Working all your nights all days.

You have carried me on your shoulder
When I was too small to see
And you watched as I giggled
When you bounced me up your knee.

You have held me close
And wiped my tears
You have taught me
How to battle my fears

My life, I owe you all
And a million thanks
Would still be small

In my little heart
Papa, you are the face of God;
The bravest, the strongest,
Who can surpass all odds.

Now the more I sit
With a quill in my hand
Forging words
To glory you grand;
The words have slowed low their pace
For tears of love
To roll down my face
Now here I stop and rest my quill
All clueless and as confused still,
How to thank and wish you today,
Many a many happy returns of the day!

Fanatic Feminism

Back I am! Greetings Mr.Reader. My little monologue has been long overdue now but today is your lucky day and your evasive friend is back. Yes, she has missed you too.

And what do I want to tell you today? Something girly its got to be now, eh? Ofcourse! Well its not about a fuss on any of an isolated girly topics, this blog is about the whole package; this blog is about the girly life of a girl. It is about that imperishable tender outlook of the world, the uninterrupted pride of beauty, the enduring warmth and the eternal love. It is the fuss about the fuss, the pinky gloss, the tinkering bangles, the fashionista satins, the flowing curls, oh I can go on for ever. It is about that privilege to watch your boyfriend hold your hand and go on his knees. But there is much more to the fable than what meets the eye. I am in no mood to write about the ugly dark fears and blatantly derogatory crime saga, I will restrict it to the joys and sorrows of girls in the normal bandwidth of the social structure.

The pro-feminist revolution took the world by the storm and happened so fast, like a blink of the eye. It is hardly a three generation old phenomenon, atleast in India. No questions it is damn too good, damn too euphoratic yet assurably here to stay. But there was an unseen backlash, the making of an alpha-woman. All of a sudden new species took birth- the chopped hair tomboy, the funky lady guitarist, the working mom, the corporate wife and a specie highly prototyped out of ages and ages of evolution, the lovely homemaker-riped.

I don’t know how other girls fare, but sometimes the Modern Age takes a heavy toll on me. To start with, when you are a girl in IIT, the entire society looks up in awe to you. When I check up at the airport, and show my I-card, its always such a wild pleasure to watch the reaction of the security gaurds. When even your uncle’s neighbour’s cousin’s friend gloats you with admiration, you just get the kick of your life! But its not for free, the shity world demands much too larger! I know it expects me to be that top brass professional drawing fat plump salaries some day, and ofcourse get married and ofcourse cook food, and ofcourse breed children and ofcourse look great and ofcourse all at the same time! There is no escape, no trap door out of anything. You know what, I don’t want it that way. I mugged all my life, because I have loved mugging. I never really gave JEE, because I wanted to live in IIT. Believe it or not, it was only because I loved the thrills of that brain storming exam. And I am really not staying in IIT because it is the gatway to work my ass off in a stud office. Its only because I am loving every moment of the present, every joy, every aspect of the lifestyle.

I don’t want to be the career woman bossing my man, and its rather too obscene to think of being the alpha woman providing the better bread than my man. How will you react if I say I don’t even want to be his friend, but let him be my master? No thats suddenly so blasphemous these days. I cant help it, the rudimentary homemaker evolutionary genes are just too stubborn to be stomped out from me. I know I must be somewhere at the extreme end of the spectrum and most girls have better adapted to the new age dynamics than me. But thats the irony of feminists- they so badly want the rise of the fairer sex, but shouldn’t their work end when girls equal boys? Why the sarcastic torture and fear of Gently Falls the Bakula? Why the insatiable race to dominate?

Aadha hai chandrama

After a long long time, welcome back folks!!!! As you can expect you have missed many a pages from my dairy dearest, writing as I am after half a semester of IIT!! I have had my midsem and quizzes, (and associated joys and traumas). I have had my share of secy giri, debate practices, and my first national debate tournament at Bangalore. I have had my treats with girlfriends and boyfriends (:D) , my roomie’s bday and okk lets give it a break... I have had 7776000 eventful seconds since I last wrote to you ( 3 months folks!)

But last night junta, I had my sudden inspiration to talk to you. Last night , although nothing apparently incredible or magnanimous about it, I saw the moon. Half moon, it hung right there at my window , with its ambient dreamy clouds and sparkling diamond stars, cool breeze , and velvety darkness, and the mystic silence and peace of the night! The sight was too enchanting for me to share alone! I had to write and spread the spell on to you :)

Wondering why this exaggeration? Simple, it is exactly these fairyland moments and dreams of mine that this blog is going to be about!!.. I am going to tell you my deepest emotions, my darkest fears and the strong almost magical place of them in my heart. I am going to tell you how the Alice in Wonderland ruled my dreamland, how Miss Granger bugged me to books (and IIT itself), and how Aesop’s Fables and Panchtantra inked down my ethics with a permanent marker .

Now, as we all know the most fabulous thing that can happen to any one is the chance to be a girl!! a 7 year old girl; with fairy tales to read , barbies to play, cartoons to watch and mummy dearest to complete the day with a fairtale lullaby!! Naturally then you can digest this consequence: I aimed of being an astronomer!!! Right since the unfortunate Kalpana Chawala mishap triggering strong impacts and hype on my little heart, astronomy fascinated me beyond words. I dreamt of landing up on Pluto , hehe, and had this grand plan of a break journey with halts on every planet and their moons!! :D.. I used to talk with the moon, ah yesss and this is where this blog began...coz it was this regular habit of mine to talk to the moon in those days that made the simple moonlight to flashback my past...The moon, it always hung up ever so same way , right at my window. He was ever so patient, ever so calm, ever so bright and yes, ever so magical. It was before the time I started with my dairy, every night just before sleeping I used to gaze up and recount all my day to him , and every day the same promise, “don’t cry dear, I will sure kiss you some fine day”(remember astronomer :) )

Childhood, thy name is innocence :)

Ahhh...and then the time flew, just like the way it always does. The real world played its catch ups, life painted its myriad hues; destiny’s prejudices replaced the fiery dragons, the cut throat rat race replaced the king’s battles, pens replaced the swords, hostels replaced the castles , IIT replaced Hogwarts. The real world played its catch up folks, until one day the moon knocked the window unattended, until one day Simba was outcasted from my heartland, until one day Andy threw away his Woody...

The real world played its catch ups junta; like every one of us here life bestowed on me my share of joys and sorrows, my claim at fame, my claim of shame; with its constant downpour of lessons to teach , Life has poked the Sleeping Beauty awake. The child has realized no Santa Claus would ride down to her this Christmas...
Sigh! Am I being a pessimist? Well that depends on your interpretation of “real world”. Is real world always grim??...
Mr.Right replaced Prince Charming ,but you know, he is loads better than the fairylander!!! :D

ratatouille

Welcome back folks!I hope all’s well in your life...Well although I really don’t much care of your wellbeing, but I definitely want the heavens to keep you alive enough to visit my blog and increase the visitor tally!..lolzz...so here you go now,,,sit back and enjoy the new blog of your wellwisher :D
I hope you like it :)

This blog we head straight into my kitchen and catch some live action there...Well tell you what mom had to wait all 18 years of my life to apparate her daughter into the kitchen..
But first sem after I returned home wid a CC in phy lab, mom struck gold,,,” Really,its your clumsiness that played foul” mom said “But no worries, if you learn cooking honey, I am so sure you will get over that! Come on if you learn frying in hot oil, and making rotis and timing one action with the other, then why not your practicals will get easier by tons!!”

And thus began my cooking saga...From burnt aata(aka rotis) and suspicious looking brown potion in the name of tea I have recently progressed into baking cakes and brewing hot tomato soup! Blink _blink :D
Initial kitchen trips compromised mostly of observation sessions..all day long I just had to see mom doing it all, and see and see and well actually I was even expected to learn I guess ...dunno :D..but the blissful little lukkha stage ended soon giving way to the doing stage...and what marvellous doing i did!!!...rotis as i said earlier were nothing but black holes here and there ..I tried dosa making too but the frying pan loved my dosas so much that the pan refused parting away with it and so when i tried to lift the dosa out for serving I had to scrap it out of the pan and finally it got served as a bhurji !!!!..
but then dad’s birthday was approaching...and I wanted to make it really special for him...It was then that I took it in my heart to bake a cake, cook a nice special dish and stuffs...For the first time I really wanted my food to taste tasty,,,and the miracle occurred (or so I have made my family swear by)..
Suddenly, the rotis curved circular, they even fluffed ball like at times! My tea started getting served even to the guests( poor victims !)....great!..
Just before the D day, I decided to bake a practice cake first!!...I pored over cooking books and phoned my cousins noting down points and recipies...God I really wanted it taste tasty!!...Zeroing on the easiest procedure perfect for a beginner I did my first cake!!...but poor me...I over baked the cake turning it into a Hagrid styled rock cake!!
But yes, just like Hagrid even I insisted every one on trying my delicacy!!(I know you sympathise my family so much by now!)...

On the D day I again redid my experiment!..this time I did perfect ovens and voila!!!....The cake was ready!!!...
Fluffy and soft and yummy!!!!...It was such an amazing feeling :D :D :D My cake, my cooking!! Machaxx :D :D

......... Hmm...i have tried so many things after that, soup and Manchurian et al....and may be mom was right..guess what this sem I got 9 in chem lab!!... :D :D :D...wowie....and now.. its mom’s bday on cards...25th this month!!!.... wanna come home for dinner mr.reader????? :D

No friends, No life..

Dedicated to miss pseudo roomie no.1, miss pseudo roomie no.2, miss real roomie :D , miss pseudo roomie no.3, and mr.dumbo.

Best friends are just the best part of the life...and my best best friends have walked so many extra miles to make my life extra happy..
In my first year, when I was for the first time away from mom (in my two years at bansals I stayed wid my mom)....they befriended the biggest paglet in the world (ME ME ME).....we laughed and cried, walked and talked ek saath, we lukkha-ed together ..lol, mugged (???) together,
......our friendship grew from close to closer till one day...they were not really the best part of my life, they were my life itself!!!.....
Well they say, friends are the people who know everything about you, bt love you none the less :-).....and as i said before they loved d biggest paglet of the world.......bt they loved anyways .....
................................ This blog I am going to keep just this short....I don’t know why ...its either that i may soon get choked with words and tears or may be a short, heartfelt dedication would sound sweeter.......so ..now I signoff with an “I love you my friends”..... :-)....and a million thanks :- )

consciousness theory

Yesterday staring at the ceiling (well junta ...got nothing at all to do...enjoying infy to power infy lukkha :D :D) I had an infy craxx enlightment....consciousness theory!!!! Oops correction: Sayali’s theory of consciousness :D :D
Well what the theory basically proposes is this: just as we have got something distinct as matter and energy...similarly there exists a different entity called consciousness!!..No don’t take it philosophically; what i propose is that scientifically there actually exists something like consciousness which is neither matter nor energy!!
And how do I sell you that?? Lets see..We all agree that there is a definite difference between animate and inanimate world. And what I basically tell u now is that anything that has this third entity –consciousness, is animate and rest all falls into inanimate!
That this consciousness is not energy nor matter is again simple- no amount of matter vanishes at the moment of death; the dead body has all the same mass, volume and energy as the living one about to die. But there surely is something crucially lacking in the dead man right??..Can that be consciousness?? Religions world over already propose that-this atma thing that goes away...so can it be real?? And if it is ...then see...its different from matter or energy as the loss was not of matter!!
Lets think more..If u could dissect the body of living man right now, you will surely never find some organ or part that is this atma thing right??...But that’s obvious as the soul is different from matter and consequently does not require mass or volume like matter; so u are obv never going to see, feel, or weigh it!...and..well ..stretching the thought-we all have heard of this...that our mind can beat the speed of light!!...So now that’s again justified- mind is not matter to obey the theory of relativity!!!!!! :D :D
So far for the difference between matter and consciousness...Now let us again prove you the very existence of consciousness ...well we perceive the world with our 5 sense organs right??..But look!!...what this colour thing is basically- it is nothing but the absorption of a certain wavelength and emition of the residual.... bt where does the pinkishness of the pink colour and redness of the red come from???.. As in seeing is nothing but the falling of the residual wavelengths on retina, carying the signal by neurons and then voila!!...we see the colour!!!...bt look again all that the brain was conveyed is that so and so nano meter wave has come...thats it!!...no pinkshness no redness was ever conveyed...No we donot identify or detect the colours..we interprete them that way!!
The same goes with all the rest of the senses- sound is nothing but pressure difference between the air layers- how is it that so and so pascal difference is perceived as the hiss of “s” or “p”ness of P and “a”ness of a???touch, taste, smell all are similarly weird- they are nothing but certain chemical reactions in olfactory lobe or on the tongue..that may be sweet means nothing but the brain’s interpretation of a chemical reaction –say when carbon of sugar forms a SN1 product with oxygen in the tasebuds (lol...dont analyze my organic..u got what I meant right??)
Gawddd...now that’s a startling thought!!...That all that we perceive is nothing but our own interpretation of world!! That there really is no red colour or the hiss of s ..they are merely the cerebral interpretation of 5050 nm (lol,...just had to take some number...and 5050 is a nice choice for all bansal junta right??? :D :D) and 5050 pascal !!....SO SERIOUSLY ALL ALL OF THIS WORLD IS A BIG MOH-MAYA junta!!!...SAAB JHUT HAI!!!( bolo maa sayali devi ki jai :D :P rofl)
But there surely is something (read consciousness :P )that is getting fooled right??..As in if the current science were to be belived we are nothing but a set of chemical reactions at work...science explains even our mind as a couple of reactions (read the book emotional intelligence by Daniel Goleman) But can it happen that a billion or so organic molecules come together, react amongst themselves andd..and create this red thing,this s thing????..
.See how does the current science explain the creation of life??...nothing a couple of changes on earth...our planet cooled down we got rains etc and then there formed organic molecules!!,,,the cytoplasm and cellulose came together( or whatever that was in the amoeba..uff..imprecise biology details maaf )..and then bingo we got life!!!!...but heyy thats basically boiling down to just the assortment of few molecules and their mutual reactions!!...how is it dat amoeba is animate??..Is it that a anything that has a couple of reactions at work is animate and the rest inanimate???
Even quantum physics now strongly feels that the existence of mind is a vital necessity to explain a few things....so joining the jigsaw, can we not naturally extend that it is this mind that perceives the red??...And it is exclusively the animate world that possesses this mind...this consciousness??

Hmmm....okk thats exciting now!!...consciousness...a third entity ,,,a third scientific entity..different from matter and energy!!!..machaxxx :D :D
And now we can say that this consciousness has its own laws applicable only to itself and not for matter and antimatter??...And that would be the religion and or the subject of psychology!!!
And when this consciousness thing interacts with matter we might be having a couple of laws again..can that be astrology???
Hmm....what more...lets see, today the hunt of extraterrestrial life is equated to first finding water. But if the current science is to be belived and life is nothing but a few reactions why is it that we want to have the reactions in aquous medium??why not name a few dry reactions as life?? But rethinking on our new theory line...can it be that water is a necessary thing for the interaction of matter and mind?? ( as in currently we define the presence of consciousness in matter as life.... ) so is it that water is a necessary mediator required for the interaction?? ...well breaking this train of thought another idea swooped down me...can it be that
matter+consciousness+energy=living body ,
pure energy +consciousness= ghosts???????
And pure consciousness= God?????
Whoaaaa...enough of staring at the ceiling for a day I guess....but my god I dunno how much I convinced u ,,,,but I am already getting goosebumps junta!!!!....machaxx theory right??..espl the last para??? :D :D :D

How about a Barbie themed mood i??? :D

Lolalol u think??? :P :P...junta u all are soo boring then!! Huh :-/
I mean common imagine...they pinkyfy the entire campus...everywhere bubbly pink splashed up and that big SAC wall painted with infy Barbie photos and the mood i website looking like some kind of a Barbieworld...and they hand out pink mood i tees with a beautiful Barbie pic!!....awsome maxxx...and the possibilities are infinite!!...theatre fest could instead play Barbie movies...have u checked out Barbie and the diamond castle or Barbie and the Christmas carol??...machaxx movies junta:):)..and may be mattel, hot wheels,polly pocket sponcer us this time.. wow maxx..coz that means pro night adds will be of hotwheels and like :D...and...may be we can have how how-to-shampoo-ur-barbie workshops!!
Yes yess i know..its all so amazing but let me tell you a news thats even more amazing( if possible)...none of my friends( yes I know they are all too grown up and grim junta) approved my idea!!!!!! :-o....they gave me strict warning not to mail on the competions thread this brilliant idea for theme!!...But obviously none stops me from blogging my heart out :D ...and if you are all equally grim folks,,,let me cast off a few of your doubts: starting from the zeroth FAQ: no i have not lost my nuts okk?? :P...and first one now...look if no cordie or CG is interested...huhmaxx..i can work overtime( go away all orgies and cordies!!)..i can single handedly manage it all (yes anything for barbies :D)...and if you are as pessimist as my grim friends ( wake up junta..i m comparing you with the grimmest species to walk our planet!!)..and you share their view that such a mood i wont have a single audience...then here you go...i will buy all tickets of all events okk???...no loss in profits okk??( now now..don’t sympathize my pocket...i already told you right?...anything for barbies :D)
Soo any more FAQs???...
n common isn’t it a really phoduuu theme afterall?? :D