Dreams.

Tiny but plenty

Small and big

Many achievable but most forgotten.

One wishes to sing, dance, master a sport,

Climb a mountain,

And travel the world! 

But as is the harshness of reality

The Inhibitions

The Limitations

The Future Plans

It leaves these dreams incomplete.

The future... the inevitable

The dreaded

The anticipated...

I have a lot of dreams. Small ones.

Few I remember, Plan about

Then Forget.

And couple that I continue to work on.

Life is not a bed of roses they say,

But it's easier to live in the clouds of silly dreams,

Away from reality...

Stuck And Static

It's been a couple of months I've been back here and life is back to its usual routine. Draggy repetitive routine.


I long for change.
I long for excitement.


I wish to meet new people. 
I wish to see new places.


I want to appreciate nature and the life its given.
I want to capture them in tiny little photographs.


I can see my entire life chalked out!
My journey and destination written!


There will be no surprises on the way... as They've already planned the path...


I wish for a duster!
To erase away the road drawn...
Or to make the board so dusty
That I should never find this road again...

Sony Vaio And My Bedroom.

"Coz I love to change my mind" - Go vivid. Sony Vaio. 

So I was informing one of my long distance friends about my bedroom rearrangement and about the number of times I've done the same over the last 2 years I've been here ( maybe.. 4-5 times ) and he exclaims," What's with women and changing things?! Even my mom rearranges stuff in the house every 3-4 months!"

Coincidentally around the same time the new Sony Vaio Ad with Kareena Kapoor changing outfits and holding a different colored notebook with every monochromatic dress came out, with the tagline saying she loved changing her mind.

So I wondered, is the whole changing concept only a women's weakness? Is a man more focused and goal oriented than a woman? Does he have no distractions or fluctuating desires? Is she the actually the "weaker sex" ? 

But does wanting to change make one weak!

Change is good.

Change is refreshing.

"The Only Thing That Is Constant Is Change" - Heraclitus

So I can't really say why it is other women change stuff or their minds ( and oh! I am sure guys change their minds often too! Just that I don't know and am too scared to comment :P ) but I can try and justify why I keep changing the arrangements of my room! 

For one thing, I can never study in the previous arrangement. Second, I find it awkward having the beds joint. Thirdly, the room is more spacious this way. And as to why I did go for the previous arrangement - I get no ventilation and only sweat and humidity with the present arrangement.

Maybe its because women are more set in their ways or because they are picky and demanding that they change so much or because they get bored faster.

Of course it is a well commented and frowned-upon- fact that guys tend to change their girls a lot. Note that its just a fact. I know girls who change their guys so quickly that one might think he were a mere accessory! 



Just because it seems that majority of guys change girls and majority of girls change rooms, doesn't make it a "guy thing" or a "woman thing"!


Wow... me rearranging my bedroom went on all the way to become a whole gender branding topic! :P

Thus I would like to conclude the debate ( feel the mockery ;) )  by saying," This is the 21 st  century. Lets move forward and forget what's yours and what's mine!"

Change.

"For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else." - Ralph Waldo Emerson.


It all began last October when I got myself a new haircut. A new do after what seemed like a lifetime. The first time in a long time that I had the guts to try something new. To take risk. To be adventurous. My friends, and ma specifically, were  happy because I chose to grow out my high school bob-blunt-cut.

With the haircut, not only came open appreciation of my decision but also a whole new me. This new me was more outgoing, more self confident, poised, feminine and more... settled in at college and hostel. 

In my 3rd semester, that began in November last year, there were a lot of new experiences experience, new things done, new friends made and new places gone.


Academically, my batch started their clinical posting. We went to wards ( still are going) everyday for 3 hours, no not to treat or cut up patients!, but to learn from the few patients that come to our private hospital about the human diseases that our profession promises to relieve. The community medicine posting was new, medicine posting was hectic, surgery posting gross and gynecology posting awe-spiring! Right now in the 4th semester and I am the in sweetest ward possible - Pediatrics :)  

Co-curricular activities got a huge hype and hike that sem. We not only had our cultural-cum-sports-cum-literary-fest - 'Karte Blanche' ( i should get paid for advertising it so much! ) but also had our 1st college yearbook 'Krittika'. 

It was because of the fest we made a lot of new friends, new acquaintances and yes of course a lot of new enemies too. We laughed, cried, fought, screamed and finally adjusted.The fest gave rise to a lot of gossips, a lot of new love, a lot of rumors and a lot of memories to keep till the end of time.


On my family front, a lot changed. Dad got a new job. The entire family has shifted to Egypt now. I had a lovely time when they were shifting because they spent over a month here in Orissa shifting their furniture and not-to-be transported-luggage here. And a month after they left for Egypt, I joined them post 3rd sem exam. So it never really sunk in. It never sunk in.


So after the exams (which as usual went - good-could've-done-better - not something I am proud of! Its something I am working on.) I went abroad. Armed with a passport and visa I flew to Cairo to meet my family. It was a whole different place. Different landscape, different people, different food and different language! Language was the biggest trouble we had! ( I will stop about Egypt here and write an entire post about it later or else this one will get too long :)  )


So it was on my way back from Egypt to Mumbai, waiting at the International Airport,Cairo , without a phone to call or message anyone that I realized I'd see and talk to them a lot less now that they are across not only state borders but international borders! I searched for a phone at the port but they said it was out of order. I don't know how to describe how I felt. But I get into those phases sometimes where I look at my hostel mates, at how they all run to call their parents to talk about their day and think how changed my life has become (family front specifically)  and I am not sure whether I should be happy or sad! I've discussed the pros and cons of this situation a million times with my close friends and ma but you can't really help but feel sad. I miss you guys! :( 



And so to symbolize all the changes that have taken place over just a few months of my life, good and bad, I redesigned my blog and came up with a new blog title because I realized my life is not only about hostel and college, its about a lot more!
(  and ( ;) ) will rearrange my room again soon :D . )

Karte Blanche

(Wow... Its been a long time since I wrote ! )

Karte Blanche is what our colleges' fest is called. I was always jealous of my engineering friends who have some 3-4 fests every year. True they might have less to study as compared to us but that doesn't mean we must be deprived of our right to fun and happiness!

We ( 2nd year batch ) have cribbed a lot about our seniors but I would like to give them a lot of credit for initiating the fest preparations and of course coming out with our college magazine 'Krittika'

About 2 weeks back, the senior and our batch boys had a horrible fight where in the seniors insulted and pointed out the disunity and back biting prevalent amongst our students. To prove the seniors wrong we swore to them we would unite our batch and send representatives for each committee - cultural, academic and sports. After tons of fights and arguments and after shedding liters of tears we chose our groups. I was part of the academic committee which was responsible for literary and creativity activities.

As if preparing a fest was not hectic enough, our college management asked to give our juniors a freshers' party before the fest because the juniors are not allowed to attend or take part in the fest until they get their welcome first.

So, keeping in mind how diving the work not only involved everyone but it also made the work easier, we made different committees - games , cultural , anchoring , decoration , head committee. Even though we had only one week to organize everything, the party was successful and well received :)

We conducted the party in our colleges' examination hall - which was surely better than the tiny auditorium our seniors had chosen last year. Our decoration committee did a wonderful job of the place, the games committee made some amazing games and our anchors were very beautiful too ( by the way :D I was one of those anchors ) . Well like every function not everything can go smoothly, we did have our little delays - mainly due to our "chief guest" - our little change of plans and of course lots of back stage arguments. :P All in all, it was a lovely event and it ended with superb dinner and a round of dancing organized by our class DJ!

So now that the Freshers' party was over, we were back to the Annual Function preparation. Being in the academic dept. we had to organize quizzes, elocution, a round of group discussion, rangoli, mehndi, painting and an advertisement event. I don't wanna sound rude but most of the events were organized by our batch. The judgment sheets for each round, the notices about the winners and the timings everything made by us.

I would like to record this incident we ( my friends and I ) went through one day. For the various events a number of items needed to be bought. So our little group went into the city that day at around 3 with about 2500 Rs/- to shop, make exaggerated bills and use little of that money for our hungry stomachs ( none of us had had a single meal that day) . So that's what we did, shopped, made bills and found this small Chinese restaurant and ate an entire 4 course meal. What we forgot was that there was a quiz to be conducted at 6... Our "boss" started calling me. I picked up the phone and was I scared to listen to his fuming voice! I threw my phone over to his friend (yes as if it were a ball of fire!) sitting in front of me in the resto who coolly lied to him saying we were 15 minutes away - in reality we were still in the city and it would take at least 30-45 mins to reach back to the coll! And we continued having our meal. Once our "boss" realized he was lied to, he started calling again... Little late did i realize that maybe he didn't have stationary to conduct the quiz... so i called a friend of mine at the hostel and ordered her to transport all my papers to him. Boy.. was he mad...
[ The same day, I took prizes in shot put (3rd ) and javelin throw (2nd) and I was short listed for Miss Kims - nah.. didn't win there :P ]

So, that way our days continued... waking early in the morn to conduct quizzes and competitions, informing and forcing people to participate and finally enjoying the smooth outcome that was presented.

Our chief attraction was a Treasure Hunt. Yet again our batch did it all.. unfortunately the winning team and their volunteer seemed to have done some mischief - no i am not accusing and i am merely assuming - and part of the route was misplaced and destroyed... I was very disappointed but my senior, junior friends and batch mates all reassured me they had fun. :)

The Cultural events was not my department but we all know there was always an element of partiality there. I'd say the best parts of the 2 days in which the cultural events took place were - Shobha De as Chief Guest, the skit by the juniors, the beautiful voiced singer of the juniors, our batch boys dance, the singers for our Bhutanese juniors and lastly the holi celebration we had at the DJ the last night of the fest!

I wanted to point out how we ( my batch ) seem to be closer to our juniors. Maybe due to all these events or they are just more open. Whatever the reason, I am glad there is no barrier existing as there is between my batch and our seniors...

This over-exhaustion has led me to fall ill. I am stuck with 101 fever and a cold-cough. I hope it goes away soon. But I am sorta glad I am getting an extended holiday and break! : D