As the crow flies

Clandestine creeping in

Of relevant restlessness

Growing apathy

Winged venom

Acidic antidotes

Sure seeping in

Of a crow’s courage

Just a tremulous throw away.

So bark away

I’m not an orphaned stray

I will stamp my say

For all those who stay

On a half moon day.

Amorous Ashes

 

This post is dedicated to Deepika who has been a constant pillar of support. Thanks for always helping me painstakingly - be it my blog or love life or buying the right gift. You're the best! 

A Repressed soul

Shouting from inside no more.

I exude confidence in the

Smoke I puff out

Little do you know

I did it by

 burning my soul

And those Amorous Ashes

Won’t stay inside no more.

 

I want to pour myself

Unto a vessel like you

And hope you make sense of me

And whisper me my truth.

I can’t keep looking

for someone

Who doesn’t exist inside

no more.

 

Far too long

I have been comfortably numb

Make me feel

With your pinprick gaze

Pull by hand

Muscles floating in outer space

Rub my eyes

So I can see through the haze

Define reality

By sealing my lips

Drive me home

From this dauntless daze!

Karuppu Da

 P.C - Jason Peterson

Life in the Black and White

Justified ,

 aligned to be professional

Where is my Bookman Old Style?

A checkered Chess

A pawn marching forward

To become Queen

At the end of it all.

My Dog’s Coat is

Black and White too!

I pet her inconsistencies

And pat mine too

We move forward

W(h)ining & Winning.

A dash of grey

Can blot the white

But can never dim the dark

And that is why

I am a Black Queen y’all.

( Karuppu means black and Da is synonymous to dude in tamil)

Little lessons

So I have been thinking of linking up to this blog party for a while now and finally came around to doing it.  

When I think of 'Little things Thursday' the first idea that pops to my head is to share the little nuggets of wisdom I have gathered in my internship .Oh btw I intern at this Tax Law firm. Don't worry I won't bore you with tax...too much :P

1) No field is boring if you have the passion for it.

me when high on life.

...........Says the girl who loved History in school <3

 It is not always love at first sight with all the subjects.It is in fact hate at first sight with some, in the face of horrifying technicalities. But a love borne out of understanding will always be more meaningful than mere infatuation. I guess this rule applies for almost all matters in our lives. 

When Randall in This is us said he was really passionate about weather commodities I laughed. Surely people did such professions only for the dough? But being surrounded by people who live eat and breathe for Input Tax Credit and SEZs and WCO ruling and Exemption Notifications I realize every field is lovely in its own way..

2) You just gotta hang in there

................says the person who has quit more things than she likes to admit. 

When the going gets tough , the tough gets going is the kind of lame proverb which ignites me to quit things.Honestly, I just love to just  get rid of it all the nonsense and snuggle up on my bed most days. However , after facing a week of amazing highs and horrible lows and still floating around I feel enriched. Things are never as bad as we imagine it to be . So face your situations head on no matter what. At best you get what you want. At worst you get stronger from the experience. Why do we quit things again? Oh right because we are scared of what will happen. Just be scared throughout . Next time you will get used to it! 

3) Input Tax Credit 

.............Since I promised some tax :P 

Input tax is the tax you pay on the raw materials and preparatory stuff you put in to make your final good. If the government taxed a person for the Egg and the omelette he sells , he would go broke. So they have this system where you can get credit (like store credit) for the inputs you paid and cut it on from the amount you have to pay finally to the government.  

And in India under the new tax regime of GST they have reduced the rates of taxes to restaurants but they have also removed this ITC system for them. So that is why the costs might change only a little.

4) I type in a very systematic , organised way nowadays. 

Bold , underline and very justified ;)

Ta ta! you're free to share your big lil lesson of the week in the comments section! :)

What is the up

Hi guys. I have been trying to write a poem for the last half hour and have ended up deleting innumerable drafts already. That side of my brain hasn’t really been put to work in a good while and let’s give it some time to catch up.

So what are you all up to?

What Is the up

I am currently interning at a Tax law firm and I have to admit I am struggling with all the technicalities. But I believe learning is a long arduous and painful process and one day like the karate kid or Akshay Kumar from Chandni Chowk to China , I’ll be all ready and pro to face the world… or at least get a job.

Ponderings

I am back in Chennai for this month and I have to admit that it is very weird to be back in a place with only the skeletons of my past remaining… the souls have moved on to their respective futures and careers of course. Ah the other side of the brain is finally starting to flow guys!

It is so scary to think of the future and where I’ll be in a year. Out of college and with a job hopefully but where? Here where it all begun once and waiting to begin again? Or there? Or someplace which my brain hasn’t even processed yet?

It doesn’t help that the helpful elders keep throwing in innuendos about marriage! Like that is even in the horizon. I know that the voices will only keep getting louder and my poor grandmom is in for a rude shock when she finds out that it is not even in the outside of the picture haha.  

Latest Read

So I have been reading Patriot Games the book ( yes which became a movie with Harrison Ford in it) The book takes it own sweet time to come to the point and spells out too many procedures to be any fun. Worst is the casual sexism and racism which is just impossible to digest in today’s context. It was quite amusing and ironical to read about an America which didn’t fear terrorism and the philosophies which shaped the pre 9/11 era.

Latest movie

I watched the Hell and the High water yesterday and was really impressed by it. Jeff Bridges , Chris Pine and Ben foster star in the movie and the screenplay really does a good job of fleshing out their characters. So much so that even though you don’t agree with their actions you can still understand their motivations for the same. The move deals with Armed Robbery in a refreshingly honest way. Also , I think Chris Pine wins the Chris war with this one.

 Latest Show

I watch like zillion shows at the same time. Still I would recommend the Aussie show ‘800 words’ , It is a perfect replacement for Packed to the Rafters. It is about George Turner a recent widower who uproots his two teenage kids from Sydney to a small town in New Zealand called Weld. Doesn’t sound like much but the show has created a beautiful fictious land called Weld with a wide battery of characters who are all authentic. Each episode manages to be fresh and strongly thematic and I insist that you give it a watch.

So what is the up with you people? C’mon you have to warrant this earnest personal post with a comment atleast! Let’s build a tiny community J

Forever Young

When is one truly grown up?
He said "When you're more than five feet tall"
She laughed at her seven year old cousin.
But it got her thinking.
When puberty hits?
Was biology even a factor?
Then she recalled all the adult shaped boys she had come across over the years ,
they thought a bit of facial hair signified maturity!
A guffaw should still make sense
however hot and deep it sounded.

Not like she felt very adultish herself.
She had the biological numbers
She did have her own place
and took her own decisions
had romantic interests.

Was self sufficiency the key?
There are quite a number of 'adults' who earned
but who didn't appear to be in control of anything.
Maybe it is all an appearance of self assurance.

Nobody knows what they are doing ~
Life keeps throwing curveballs at you
but you don't even know how to play baseball!
We are all just trying to walk on water
Never figuring life out
and pretending to be an 'adult'

Never appearing to lose control ,
I think losing your concept of what you are
and trying to explore who you are is the first mark of adulthood.
Not piling on premade store bought identities marked 'grown up'.

We all think an 'adult' is someone with a family , job and etcetera
but most of them are just kids who were thrown at the deep end of the pool
very fast
That they appear to be floating with head barely above water
and eventually learn to not sink
is not the slight bit endearing.

Why can't they be swimmers  who learn all the skills or
Maybe they wanna scuba dive or sail in sailboats
or maybe they wanna fly .
Who are we to decide who adults are?

To me an adult is a person who knows who he/she really is or has a clear vision of who they are going to become or who atleast admits they have no idea and is working towards it.
A person who makes their own strategy for life.
Till then we will be forever young
and confused.

Samyuktha Semi Jayaprakash

~The newsfeed of a fangirl~

Said a genius once

Reblogging quotes which make sense to me today.

A Short peek in to my news feed :P shows the toils and randomness of a fan girl's life I hope xP
Happy new year ppl! :)

1.Remembering painful quotes by fav characters! and waiting for your fav t.v show to start again . 

McDreamy is always right!



2.Dismembering the memories of dead characters till it hurts :'( 

Slexie too sexy to stay alive :'(

3.Reading morbidly inspiring stuff like this xP

start clearing that pile this year everybody! (especially me :P)

 

4.Reading depressingly funny stuff like this which indicates how old you actually are :P

kids nowadays :/

  5. Deceivingly deep ones like this :P      

Deep actually.

6. Sadly true ones 

food over bros :P

7. Controversially hilarious ones 

Don't care if I'm reported lol this is just too hilarious xD

8. One tree hill quotes <3 

I hate Peyton but so true.

Lucas sucks though :/

9. You don't say ones 

Let's end it with mindboggling fact of the day :P

10. Then the ones that describe you perfectly!

Everyday I'm shufflin' xD

Music plays a vital role in all our lives.It makes the world a much more beautiful place to live in :) If there was a situation where i had to choose one among my 5 senses - I would pick hearing. In my opinion,

'Those who can't listen to music are deaf and those who don't are dumb'

 For a long time music to me was synonymous with film music- that too tamil songs. A.R . Rahman and Ilayaraja will remain my favorites forever and after :P
Harris , Yuvan , Vidyasagar , Anirudh , DSP are my other favorites in tamil music industry.

Even when i was a toddler of 2, I used to dance for 'mustafa mustafa' - the friendship anthem :') Due to my grandmother's influence I was forced to attend carnatic concerts and  much to everyone's amazement I ENJOYED THAT ALSO :O
Adults being adults , mistook my enthusiasm towards listening to music as equal to that of practicing it. and umm... that didn't go too well :P Only after my music teacher passed away due to blood cancer and my keyboard master got a brain stroke did they realize that my learning music didn't augur well for the universe.
Finally left alone to pursue 'listening' ,   I expanded my auditory horizons by adding western ( a bit late i admit) , hindi and anything youtube offered to my repertoire.

Listening to music also means another thing to me - shuffling. I let my shuffle do the talking , in this case singing! Weirdly my mp3 player and my itunes player, read my mood pretty well and have come handy in times of distress and happiness .
So why am I rambling about music all of a sudden?
a) music rocks
b) i have to write something :P
c) I have always wanted to put on my shuffle player and write a song about the random tune that pops :D
So here we go--------!!!-------??-----xD------>

1. This song didn't come in the shuffle. But what the heck :P This song really needs to be talked about and promoted. The song is called 'ezhavu' and it features in the underrated tamil film '5 5 5 ' . So what is so special about this track? Apart from the hilarious one liners sprinkled and the groovy beat that makes this instantly adorable , it is completely based on the creepy theme of 'DEATH' . Kudos to the director for deciding to do a song on death which many usually may find on the wrong side of superstition. This song DESERVES TO GO VIRAL.

2.The biggest tamil hit of 2012 , "sollitaley ava kadhala" ( she has told her love) in the voice of ranjitha and Shreya Ghosal pushed its music director to the zennith of his career. The album kumki has cleaned up all the music awards this year. One listen in to the album and you'll know why. Staying true to its tribal elephant based identity , almost all its tracks are melodies and the folk one is a trendsetter! This particular song though simple, stands out for its melodious tune , voice of the singers and also the stunning visualisation of the hilly forests <3

3. Ah! A kamal song on his birthday = perfect xD Didn't I tell you about the freaky skills of my itunes shuffle? 'Germaniyin' song sung by the legendary S.P.B and Janaki in the film 'Ulasa Paravaigal' ( happy birds) has achieved cult status and is one of the earlier songs of ulayaganayagan Kamal Haasan :') It is one of the favorite songs of my parents and really shows us why Kamal was known as the kadhal mannan ;) ( king of romance ) 

4.'Modhi Vilayadu' sung by Hariharan and Deva is popular for the very reason. It signifies the confluence of two very different legends who are kings of their own domains. While Deva is more popular for his 'gaana' or folk/ mass songs , Hariharan is the undisputed king of melodies. This song inspires and lifts up my mood every time i listen to it . And the fact that it is partly about cricket helps matters xD

          

5.'Runaway Heart' by Glenna is fiercely addictive and literally pulls your heart strings . It is my favorite track from the one tree hill album :'D The fact that a 20 second promo song can refuse to leave your heart and force you to track it down restores my faith in music. And for obvious reasons I visualize lucas and peyton everytime i listen this song. Why did they not end the show after the 6th season itself? :/

6. 'Parda' from once upon a time in mumbai is one of the few songs I gathered from MTV . Till then I didn't have much clue about Ajay Devgn ( apart from the fact that he  was Kajol's husband) and I still don't :P Stylish song , remake of the retro times and Sunidhi Chauhan is really flawless xD Monicaaa oh my daarling!

7 .Last song. c'mon shuffle! 'Bleed it out' by linkin park is a wild wild song ^.^ I listened to the live concert version of this song and it brought about my 'live songs' craze - where I would download the live versions of tracks instead of the official ones , much to the dismay of my friends. 'Bleed it out' is the kind of song where you can scream your guts out along with the song and feel like a rockstar and of course go CRAZY!!

As usual my shuffle has brought about spectacular variety to a small span of seven songs. I really don't know about the end product but i swear making this post and reliving these songs has been FUN indeed :D

Hoping it rubs off on you also , 

Semi :) 

Prisoner of her own device

And here I am finally.
A prisoner of true randomness. Like Sheldon from big bang theory , I can't take any decisions for myself. The dice dictates my fate. What started as a simple strategy to avoid boredom has become a single minded obsession leading to inevitable destruction of routine and order. If I get 2 , economics is studied. If 4 is the luck number , I blog. And hence I blog now . SAVE ME.

It is not funny anymore! My own ocd ridden brain is deceiving me. Oh stupid brain , I haven't slept in 2 days. For the number 18 hasn't come yet, how do you expect me to sleep when i don't have the darn NUMBER? And I can't even call for help because, it is number 87. www.random.org is truly random :(
Ran Dumb :'(

No , save me! I am ... no, I WAS her stomach. Now I'm just an acid infested and chemical eaten hollow sac. Her brain is not to blame. It kept showing her sensible danger signals. However , that horrible , impulsive heart of her's has no brains (what an irony) . It kept beating for that black liquid which doesn't even deserve to be poured on toilet seats. Maybe if you could add a number which says 'stop drinking coke' inside her chit bag , it could offer me a chance for redemption. A chance for my enzymes to break down food again , a chance to not burp or grunt every ten minutes in agony. SAVE ME.

Ah sir , I see you spoke to the stomach. Forget it , Please look at me - the eye. I was labelled inefficient when I was just 10 years old. Just because SHE wanted to read Harry potter in the dark. Of course no one is saying no to Harry but the darkness is sheer stupidity. Every time the light is turned on , she turns the other side. Stupid kids they produce nowadays >.<

To make matters worse she is a teen now. And I am forced to indulge in movie marathons and Grey's anatomy marathons. My already bespectacled frame can't endure the undue stress and of course all the 'feels' and the inevitable tears. So sir , could you please ask Rowling to write more and Shonda Rhimes to kill less?. And ask that young guy Jefferey Archer to stop ending his darn books in cliffhangers? And not release his next book after ONE year? :/ SavE ME!!
I could ask you to write a chit saying 'don't read' , but that is an endeavor which will end in futility .

Please ask Calzona to unite though. That would save the entire grey's fandom. And save George Weasley - it would save the entire world :)

Hey . Save me from my own organs , which rant on me to strangers ( no offense :P), like a grandmom. The stupid brain who is insistent on being fixated to specific ideas, the stomach which cannot digest the food I love , the eye which loves what it sees yet trying to close herself when it gets a little bit too hard to take. Just give me the power too make them understand the spirit which guides - the need of living life to the fullest , through ever pore of my sunburnt skin. Don't save me but help me save me , by telling its not wrong to be stupid. It is not wrong for doing what you love , as long as it doesn't affect anyone else.

Stranger : But hey , aren't you killing yourself slowly in the process?

Lol we all kill ourselves daily by just  breathing longer. One should greet death as an old friend , mortality is inevitable. If it stops you from living your life the way you want , why bother my friend?

S : Loser. you were the one asking me to save you!(aren't you the sum of your organs?) Don't you think addiction to anything is simply miserable?

It is never simple sir. We start doing something because we love doing it  and get stuck in another form of intense routine known as addiction. We still love what we're doing but we slowly start to fear it and finally regret it , as it eats into another parts of our lives.

S: So?

Save me! But don't save me. Listen to my organs , if you want to save my life . Listen to me , if you want to save my spirit :)

S: Listen Ms.Paul Coelho , You need a life to engage your spirit with. So I am sending you to rehab. 

ek gaon mein ek kisan raghu thatha! :P

It's been a week in Pune already!! :O
and believe it or not  - I have fallen in love with this city! <3
or maybe it is just another one of my defense mechanisms , protecting me from shocks. Whatever this is , it has aroused me enough, to write a post! So let me finish this before reality sinks in .
( Side note :

hahaha

  Defense mechanisms are pretty intriguing . Do you know that I haven't cried a single tear drop yet? My friends think it is some kind of sacrilegious blasphemy from my  part. But hey! If pessimists argue that I have effectively ended one life , I argue back that I have just started a new one :) I do miss chennai . However , I am not going to go gaga over it. Okay I just did . )
I haven't had much chance to discover the city in its entirety yet. But , from whatever I have seen - it is fresh , green , pleasant and mindnumbingly beautiful :')

So here it is . The elusive list of things I have noticed about Pune and my new life in general :

Not THIS adventurous generally :P

1) I was never a nature loving person or that's what I thought. However , climbing the hill in my college ( yes , there is a hill in my college :O ) changed that perspective. The liberating atmosphere , the refreshing smell of pure , fresh air is well worth the climbing - which in itself is exciting and adventurous! Also , I am for the first time realizing that there are four types of climate in a year :P Living in chennai can easily erase this fact into a mere illusion. Back there it is either hot or hotter :')
And in other seemingly related news I got crowned 'Miss Green' by the Mess Bhaiya ( more like a thatha actually :P ) Don't start clapping already - I got called that because i was wearing a green kurthi LOL

2) My new friend rightly said , " Here in Pune , people talk to you in Marathi . If you don't know that they'll talk to you in Hindi and after that they stop." Yeah that's right. English doesn't work with the rickshaw wallahs . Coming from Tamil Nadu , a state which has fervently opposed Hindi often in the past and which doesn't give importance to Hindi in it's education system - I am at a huge loss here . It doesn't help matters that I hated my L3 hindi teacher and in turn conditioned my hatred towards that subject. To all the young readers out there - Learn HINDI. It is very hard to learn later and in this increasingly globalized world it is good to know 3-4 languages . And learning the 'official' language of your country is never a wrong place to start :)

The fundamental problem with most Tamils in this regard ( I am heavily generalizing here ) can be summed up with one joke in a yesteryear Bhagyaraj film , which sadly is still popular. Instead of saying ' Ek Gaon me ek kisan rahta ta' the hero mispronounces it as ' ek gaun me ek kisan raghu thatha' Thatha means grandfather in tamil and raghu is a common name. And ever since then Hindi has been ridiculed and not learnt -_-

3) I love the food here. My hosts may think I'm being overly polite when i say I love roti over rice. Fact is I actually love north Indian food :') Being open to trying new dishes has finally helped this time. Thank you masterchef australia for opening my eyes about food :*

4) Heavily generalizing , yes. I find the pace of Pune to be much slower than Chennai . Maybe it is the monsoon's cozy feel . It perfectly suits a lazy person like me :')

5) It doesn't hurt that folks back home miss me . Makes one feel loved ,you know :P ( even though this may  only last for a short while)

perfectly put by some random citizen :P

6) Lastly but not the least , I am very proud of my new found independence. I make my own bed , wash my own clothes :O , do my dishes etc. Being self sufficient makes one immediately feel adult like :D I was so proud when I wore the tee shirt,which i had washed with my own hands ^_^  P.S - This doesn't mean that I'll do housework when i come back home to chennai xP Home is where the ass lays ;')

Random realization - Blood clots are very random o.O

Semi

Internet Anonymous

Status quo has changed.

I've shifted to Pune , Maharashtra for my college studies :)

and have switched over to the dark side. I have given up my soul completely to social networking and instant messaging. Tweets and statuses have invaded my brain and I crave for likes and not views now.

Yes I am a social addict.


(disclaimer : Purely fictional work. Any resemblance to actual events PURELY coincidental :p)
It all started innocuously enough - when i was in fifth grade - seven years back.My dad bought a computer. Road rash seemed like the coolest game ever. You could ride a bike and hey! you could beat up the guy too :D That motivates a child.







Then we had email id's and yahoo! messenger . Sending random voice clips and animated emoticons seemed like the coolest thing that could happen to you. I still remember my friend p calling me so that I could come 'online' and chat with her. ( and we thought phone calls would be replaced by chat didn't we?)

Then came Hi5 - the more beautiful version of facebook WITH games. Yet , it failed to catch on like orkut ( maybe because it was too fancy). Believe me when i say that orkut was considered very dangerous and none of us kids used to use it.
Then came FACEBOOK. I think i was in eight grade then . I used to have decent attention spans , read an enviable amount of books , never worry about likes ... no I really can't remember life without facebook or my life after facebook :P

It is so dominating ( like an old grandmother) that newer forms of networking like google plus don't feel 'right'. Twitter is cool and quite informative ( and gossipy) but never quite as addicting as the eff bee monster.
No , not for one second i hate what I do but yet the realisation that I am wasting precious time consumes my already broken spirit. I do know that I play less , read less and care less yet I post it as my status.
I know I have no redemption. Even if you remove the dhoni-dada , modi -rahul , vegan and non vegan and other pointless pop corn munching debates from the site , I will continue to use it.
I will poke you , add you and block you but never have an original 'convo' with you. I'm too bored for that. I am generation y
Gtg , ttyl
semi

Taking the Next Step

I have been trying to broach this subject for the past 21 days now. All previous attempts have seen me run back to the very wide and warm arms of my iPad (yes not the subtlest way to put across that I am an iPad owner now :P , but hey subtlety is at a  far distance from being called my forte) . 

Deviations aside , no other two words fill me with more venomous hatred and vehement opposition than the word 'grow up' . 

a) I love the way I am 

b) I don't want to take up responsibilities of any kind

c) I have been pretty much been in the same height for the past 2-4 years -_-

But sometimes life forces us in ways we would've never predicted and even people with names like 'semi' are asked to become full. So in this blogpost i am gonna tentatively try face my own demons through an imaginary 'conversation with god' or some supernatural force above / beyond us which makes us sort our problems. Or a shrink would do i guess . 

Something like this post - one of my favorites click HERE. 

G: How do you do child?

1/2: Ahem , who is this? What are you doing in my cool dream? 

G: I see that you are having extremely strange ones even for you and thought i could be of help! 

1/2: Oh helpful you are. But NO! I am quite happy with these dreams of self torture , scrubbing clean my room , planning the marriages of my friends who aren't sixteen yet , buttering up tonnes and tonnes of toast.....Okay I see your point.

G: So let me begin ( unveils a notepad and pen out of thin air.) So have you been lately having any major life experiences? 

1/2 : Up heaving my lovely routine for the forthcoming boards can be considered a major life event? Although i can assuredly say that, it is my bvm friends who are having problems coping. 

G: what is bvm?

1/2: Aren't you supposed to be all knowing? (cynically) 

G: Oh you earthling, you really think I would be interested in each and every detail of your life? I am like your prime minister , basically running everything on the top and occasionally and even randomly involving myself in individual cases - like yours . 

1/2 : (sighs) Fine. Bvm is my old school - bala vidya mandir. And the people studying there have decided that they are going to devote the whole of their lives to an exam for the next 3 months when they have already written it some 4 times!

G: All that is tangential to what we're discussing , what you're now engaging is known as indirect resistance in psychodynamic therapic terms. 

1/2: ...

G: You are running away from the problem!

1/2: (equally energetically)  that is because i don't know what the matter is!!

G: Think think , its all hidden inside your unconscious.

1/2: Yo Sigmund Freud , its called the unconscious for a reason

G: I see you want to take the long way round. I don't have much time. But I will try indulge your request. Lets begin with your symptoms . What has been up of late?

1/2 :Well  I don't feel much hungry nowadays. Even one meal a day seems tedious

G: (cross ticking something) Next?

1/2: I feel lost even amongst my current crop of friends..

G: Hmm...( suddenly procures a virtual facebook screen) Your privacy settings are extremely flimsy. oh look! That is a nice pic of you in a saree! 

1/2: (Slightly smiles) Yeah I know . 

G: This girl called Medha asked you to make it your 'dp' and you said yes.

1/2: yeah meds. So?...

G: (accusingly) Why haven't you done so yet?

1/2: (stammeringly) I.. I.. don't know. *restoring calm* I was bored that's why. 

God pens down something in his notepad comprehensively

G: Well the diagnosis is pretty clear and obvious. I am not going to search for any more corroborative evidence...

1/2 : PUT ME OUT OF MY MISERY WILL YOU!

G: unsurprisingly ,a couple of factors have coalesced to cause this. First of all admit that you are tensed about your board exams , at the end of the day , it is the single most important exam of your life which is going to determine the college which will in turn affect your material life chances and that of your children's.

1/2: only after Clat. Oops... the common law entrance exams.

G : (continuing) only after the clat. And when you were saying that your friends are worrying excessively , you were merely projecting your emotions on to your friends

1/2: They are the ones living without tv.

G.: Well that is your another ego defence. While they are taking the sensible step , you are doing what is known as reaction formation.

1/2: what's that?

G: Indulging in interests opposite of what you seek. like for example - sexually energetic men engaging men involving themselves actively in religion

1/2: No kidding

G: Hey I was merely quoting your 12th standard psychology text book. 

1/2: Go on 

G: Where was I? oh yes. Then i saw your photos and everything became pretty clear to me. You are out there in an endeavor not to grow up.

1/2: Excuse me? 

G: You simply do not want to grow up. You refuse to put up a sari as your profile picture ; even though you know it is the natural / cool thing to do :P You dream of scrubbing floors - doing some semblance of responsible house work - that is your unconscious struggling with the idea of work . Buttering toast by tonnes is doing work  for the whole family and planning marriages as you can see is simply planning marriages :) 

1/2 : Wow , Sherlock Holmes .

G: Have you gathered enough insight? Or you think I haven't worked through quite enough?

1/2: (quietly ) I see sense. ( Then progressively becomes more emotive) mom... YEs AMMA!! You think I should take the clothes from outside , fold it AND keep them in their places!!I do NOT WANT to . What is wrong with that? What is  wrong with a female not doing housework? It is my wish. Just because you want me to ; doesn't mean I have to. poi saavu 

* and she breaks down crying* ( after a while)

G: Now then then , that was more successful than i thought it be! A whole year's worth of therapy within a night ( he certainly looks pleased with himself) 

1/2 : You have caused more problems than solved it

G: My job wasn't to solve your problem ; it is for you to. I didn't create you for nothing, earthling! ( he says not unkindly) You seemed befuddled with too many interpretations , so i decided to help this once. Next time you go to a psychologist and pay fees. 

1/2: But what do i do now? 

G: Well certainly take the next step. Acknowledge who you are and that you can't be the same all the time, 

1/2: What's wrong with not wearing a sari? ( combatively again)  

G: What's wrong in publicly acknowledging that you are proud of wearing one?

1/2: I didn't post it on a public forum without being proud.

G: You were certainly embarrassed to make it your profile picture. Take the next step kid. And you know helping with the housework is your duty too. Leave aside male/female distinctions. You need to arm yourself with sustenance strategies to survive college.

1/2: Aah College....

G: That will be the next next step. You aren't ready yet , cya later kid!

1/2: one doubt

G: Yep

1/2: Why me?

G: I am you. anbe sivam.

She woke up a while later and remembered the whole dream and decided that the weirdness quotient was  definitely only increasing. She wrote down the whole conversation before the whole dream became only 'anbe sivam' in her memory. 

Hoping to inspire if not perspire

Semi

Kuppa Pa.

Acts of the common citizen 

Happy new year chellam =P 

To begin the new year in an auspicious note lets trash talk about garbage =) :P How much ever some try to mask it we are all irresponsible Indian citizens! Yes , we do (mostly) miss the garbage can when we try to use the my can like a basket ball , most often the empty lays packet goes over your friend's head and the pale chewing gum , which you extracted all the juice off , the one which has been residing in your mouth for so long that you mistake it for your tongue :P , most often goes into the dustbin without a paper around it :/ LOL
Make all the pronouns into 'me' and 'I' you have yourself a confession.
We are losers. 
It is a well established that we are lazy enough to let the government loot us of all the resources and money. Heck , it is us the caring citizens who break the rules and inspire our leaders to follow suit. However , sometimes the stench is so much that even 'WE' cannot sit rooted firmly to the chair. I am not being metaphorical and as a matter of fact mentioning about the overflowing garbage outside my house!


Government and neighbors!

As in efficient as this anna!

If onyx / Neelmetal Fanalca are inefficient , the corporation lorry is inininininin efficient! Living next to a dustbin and opposite to a temple has no benefits , I say. all you are left with is a lot of crap and loud music =/  Being the naughty children we are , the kuppa ( garbage) is thrown everywhere but inside the bin . Common examples - Neighbor's flat , garden , outside the bin , the road , anywhere except your house.
Epitome of disgustedness  (if there is such a word) 
Whats the big deal semi? some rascals may ask. Point no.1 I donot like you throwing your empty bottles inside MY house , full maybe but not empty. Also , at least during the times of Neelmetal Fanalca , the guys would 'occasionally' come and clean up the trash and do a good job if some 'extra' money is given. However now the whole of singara chennai is stinking not because of snobs but the vomit inducing smell from the variety of trash overflowing from the lone garbage bin and on the roads and inside the houses of poor people who by fate have to live near it :P
Even they have issues!
And why is there so much kuppa everywhere suddenly? =(  The contract of the private companies which cleared the garbage bins is over and we are left at the mercy of the corporation till a new contract is signed - it will take place only by February it seems!

You deserve this pic :P

A brain spurting scenario 
This is not a small problem as it seems to sound - all the waste products cover the road and if a fast moving two wheeler hits on the packet containing the inedible idli chutney , it will skid and the driver's helmet less bald head will produce red tomato chutney.
From body to mosquito sprays 
And selfishly as usual - the smell is unbearable and no amount of adidas over the crap makes it any better =( "GABBU THANGA MUDIYALA ( smell is unbearable) Also the evil blood sucking mosquitoes are getting free residence in the prime adyar area =/ and with rejuvenated energy  they dodge the Hit's , all outs and tortoises and bite my legs as I write now. No one is in the mood to weapon themselves with mosquito bats.
So please clean the DARN garbage as quickly/cleanly and frequently as possible. I wanna live to see the end of the world. And more importantly
P.S - Bazinga! World is soo going to end >.<

oooooo let the mosquito brains (if there is such a thing) get squished instead of the human brains ( if there is such a thing) :P