Sigh...

My blog once used to be my prized possession.. The place where I'd pour out my feelings; not once giving a damn about how readable or aesthetic it was (And some really dumb posts bear testimony to that fact!).. Something went wrong and I just stopped writing.. and by that I mean, I stopped writing for myself. Because I used to miraculously produce articles one day before the due date of submission for my college newspaper..
Not to say I never toyed with the idea of writing again.. Whenever some national debate is going on, or a movie leaves a deep impact on me, I think of coming back here.. But i shy away at the last moment and instead spend time reading and commenting on other's blogs.. But this blog (which is made beautiful by the writer's ability to keep it simple, by sticking to her own honest take on things) made me confront my thoughts.. and so, my thoughts, have once again made a way back into this self-reflexive post! Just like ol' times :)
For my own sake, I hope this is just the first of many more such posts to come.

Ciggy-Ciggy ash-ash

Smoking is banned in public. From tomorrow. I can now take a deep breath. Clean fresh air is a novelty these days. This was one smart, laudable move by the government. Say goodbye to Benson, Marlboro, Wills and what not. Rs 5 per stick. But, the fine of Rs.200 is too little. Smokers aren't new to puffing away money, I wonder if its enough to act as a deterrent. And then there's bribery.

The ban starts tomorrow- 2nd Oct, Gandhiji's birthday. I'm sure he is happy.

First day at college

I was super excited when I entered Gargi College- my haven for studying literatures in English for the next three years. We had the orientation today, which was kinda long, but interesting... Our teachers and seniors acquainted us with the college and everything else that goes with it. Didn't get ragged. But the seniors looked intimidating... Gargi is known for its ragging. Me and my friends left after a while. Waiting 'Across', was Parul, the MTV veejay who interviews people for 'Wassup'; and guess what? I got interviwed! So, you can catch me on tomorrow's episode and find out what I have to say about the sudden spurt of underworld/ violence genre movies in Bollywood. (Isse boring topic nahi mila inhe)

Anyway, I'm signing off now. I gotta prepare for my Second day at college!

The prognosis isn't good

This is for all those who are waiting for their CBSE Board Exam Results, of X and XII. I know how you feel. I have felt this way once before, two years back... Although it was the same, yet I remember, it was completely different. I was more confident then, I knew the approximate marks I would get in each subject, and they all came out nearly accurate. Now, I lend my ears to anyone who has something to say, about how erratic the whole system of checking is and I want to believe it... Two people told me the same story, but it happened with two different people: Apparently, the candidates knew less than 50% of the answers correctly and they were expecting the worst, but one of them got 94% in Math and the other got around 97% in Chemistry. And both of them knew something was amiss and there had been a mix-up with the neighbouring roll numbers, but who would complain? Maybe it was not the best time to show how honest they were, so they did not go for re-evaluation. There might be some truth in the stories, but it is for the weak to rely on them.

I can recall that in Xth, the number of people calling up to find out how you fared was exponentially higher than the ones who called to wish you all the best. But for me, I remember only those who belong to the former group. They are nicer.

The Xth results determined what subjects you were going to get in 10+2. Its not so now. Its a lot more. I don't really know how much the marksheet will determine the course of my life; it remains to be seen.


I'm not nervous. Not nervous at all...