Is love for real??? Do you really get butterflies in your stomach and see cupid smiling at you??

Well I had to do some research and write a review for one of the anthropological article.. "Arranging a marriage in India" for my anthro class... This topic wasn't something which was new to me..I mean I've been born n brought up in India for crying out loud but yet it seemed so strange to me that how can one be ready to spend their rest of their lives with a person who they've never seen or met before and they some how after meeting formally for the first time in your freaking life.. and in front of those stary n scary eyes watching your every move ... and yet... somewhere, something is strange that clicks and bangs your head with a huge bell and some how you get this terrible twist in your stomach you literally see pigs flying all around you... and the next thing you know that maybe that person who you just met is made for u... and who do you thank?? your parents for making you meet the person you maybe waiting for your entire useless life... and something finally turns up right.
Well this may sound too dramatic but this is very true, you can never be sure of what life has in store for you, yet we try... we try to live and to laugh... dream for having a life of our own. "It might take ages to know a person and yet it may just take a moment to fall in love" ....... "Love only needs a moment of your life and then your entire life changes and starts revolving around love". I've never experienced such love but I do want to fall and rise in love and see how it feels like to crazzzyy over one person who either can make you or break you. I am all about love.. I don't need time in a relationship ... all I need is love...I don't want expensive gifts from the person I love .... all I need is just three simple words straight from his heart... and a smile... and I promise I can live again, fight every obstacle that would come in my way with a never ending smile. I want to see and learn that even though you never have seen the person in your life, how can still than that person becomes everything in your life??
I've seen and been through heartache myself, but somehow I fail not to believe that Love can ever hurt someone! Love never hurts... its beautiful when you are in it and it is beautiful even when you are not in it...... It's is the only mystery which unfolds the truth by itself !!!!

It’s the needle that freaks me out!!

Well, lets just say that I am not a brave kid when it comes to injections, and that has always been one of the main reasons I hate going to docs… they just scare the hell out of me.. and for some reason every time I’ve made a visit I ended myself into a situation where I had to take those painful, making me cry like a baby injection shots!! I mean what the hell..huh I mean seriously…I wont get that scared if I had to go watch a horror movie alone, but it would certainly scare the crap out of me if I have to face just one small tiny winy needle going right into my arm, slowly slowly going first into my skin and then into my veins…phew! Isn’t that scary or what??

It just happened a couple of days ago when while taking a shower (in this sleepy sleepy mood at 5:30 in the morning) I somehow slipped and got hurt.. n the skin from my right leg, right above my ankle…peeled off about an inch and a half I think….that’s not as bad as the next two hours then after were. I had my mid term at 9:30 AM that day and then I had a career day fair to attend and here I was with a peeled off skin bleeding like the water flowing from a fall!! Under normal circumstances the bleeding should stop in an about 3-5 minutes but the cut kept bleeding for more than 2 hours. At first I wasn’t so serious about it but when the bleeding kept on I got a little worried about it….well I had to ‘cause in less than an hour I had my midterm!! Well then I called for some help… my roommate took me to the closest doctor. Well the bleeding and the wound was taken care of but somehow that doctor figured out that needles freaks me out… guess what then… he told me to take a tetanus shots. End of the story, I couldn’t even cry… and now the situation is that my right hand where I took that scary little thing is in such pain that I cant even move my hand… but somehow managed to write a blog!!

The Orkut Obsession!!

The "Orkut" obsession is driving me nuts now.... just cant get my hands off the this damn thing, and with the kind of friend circle I have its much harder not to get obsessed with it..!! It is such a strange thing that just one commnity can bring all those people back into your life who you've lost touch with in one way or the other ;-)
It happened just a couple of days back three of my friends started chatting but it turned out that they ended up chatting (for more than 15 mins) about orkut before one of my friends realised and made a point that "Isnt there anything left for us to talk than talking 'bout orkut?? " Can you actually believe it that I recommend people to join orkut coz it is much easier to then keep in contact with each other and keep each other upadated about our beings!! I mean how worst can it get, that telling my brother that his hair style sucks... I scrap him on orkut when he is only one call away from me!! Even then I some how I kinda enjoy this obsession...

Enjoy ScRaPiNg!!

Life sahi main hai ladoo... (only when u have great friends around!!)

ok, so now I think I'll have to stop saying in my blogs that the last time spend with my great great great friends was my most memorable one !! I've been having some great fun lately... meeting people of my own kind to begin with... and when I say my own kind I really mean it by saying so because it then is inevitable that we (me and some amazing people i became friends with recently...) then share the same level of naughtiness...
Coming back to the topic... my friday night was rocking (which on the contrary was supposed to be dull and sulky) when all of a sudden I decided going for a garba night with some of my "devilish friends" and boy am I glad I went!!! my entire weekend module got restructured and the final outcome product was total fun and dance on garba beats...
After a deciding that I would be going to friday "garba" night... I ran home from my job got ready in about 15 mins to be precise.... I finally made it to my friends place after forgetting my home n my car keys inside the house keeping in mind that even my roommate wasnt home, getting lost after only being 10 mins away from my friends place... and taking all the nakhras from my friends guy friends who thought we were late enuf to go.... we made it to the place where the garba was organized around 11 pm. To my surprise we were spontaneous, our energies all geared up to the garba beats... we danced 2 full hours... (without taking much pause while dancing), and while having dinner "or the prasad" me n some of the other group members started pulling shalini's leg.. (she is supposed to be my other devil half....n vice-versa) and then were completey exhausted... when came home we still werent in a mood to sleep n there I met one more of my own kind "Mr. Rohit" who happens to be monika's buddy... saturday night again was an awesome garba night... we as again were unstoppable... even though i think we all were still exhasuted from the friday night fever... saturday night turned out to be more fun... masti... garba n non-stop laughing even though there was nothing to laugh about... again after coming home n getting hurt (me getting hurt is like adding chai to pani!! ) we were still in high spirits... still in the mood to go n rock the floor again... bt we decided not to and instead got ourselves engaged into talking n pulling legs again n this time it was poor cute little monika's turn!! It went on and on and on until monika really got pissed off n went straight to bed after then...the remaining four of us also decided to call it the day.. n i mean literally mean the day.. coz it was 5 in the morning when we slept... no to forget it not that big of a deal for me.. bt also considering the fact that not every weekend is as amazing as this one was!!
To finally conclude... "hum kuch vichitra log jo baki (damn i cant think of the translation for the word "normal in hindi!!) shisht aur sudhare hui (now i cant think how to say "humans") janta se kafi alag hai... ye tahe dil se vyatit karna chahte hai ki humne hamare weekends ka bharpor roop se aanand uthaya... aaaaarrrrggghh forget it... my "shudh hindi speaking fever" is still pretty predominant on me right now and i try very hard not to let me take it!! all i meant was "we the devil people of our own kinds... had a gr8 weekends in the presense of our so called normal janta!! but in my opinion I think we are wayyyyy better then the normal ones!! ciyah soon!!