The thunder. The storm. The darkness. And the super content ME.

Thunderstorms are beautiful. I love the part when the thunderstorms are just about to begin..the gradual darkening of the skies…strong winds and sudden bolts of lightening. It all builds up the anticipation. And power outage is the best way of enjoying thunderstorms… the comfortable darkness around leaves little room for distraction and i can surround myself with the stormy beauty of nature..and the beautiful music created by the lashing rain and thunders. the storm outside somehow calms me down inside..[thunderstorms are my 2nd best surrounding for taking life decisions..the first being the shower].

Okay, enough of poetic stuff. Let's get down to the nitty gritties Power out is equal to no romantic movies with the storm as a background..no instant Facebook updates about the "largest bolt of lightening seen in my life"..no chance of reading a book [ candles don't really work for me courtesy my highly myopic eyes] and high likelihood of finding every little and rugged piece of furniture in the room with your shins. So keeping all these in mind, i settle myself on my bed..with my iPod..my cell phone and a pack of chips. That way i have the option of listening to music and soulfully staring out of my window…and once i get bored and distracted of it, i can start munching on the chips and call up my closest buddy and chit chat about anything and everything..including the splendid weather. For an ambivert like me..it's a total win-win situation! 🙂

the movie that gave a new meaning…to friendship..courage..and life

it is simply one of the most beautiful..human stories i have ever witnessed… and it revolves around the priceless yet the most taken for granted relation in our life- friendship. For once, friendship wasn't idealized…it wasn't perfect..it was simply real. it showed that friends don't always give lives for each other..they are human enough to be selfish…to be weak..to be afraid..to repent…yet that loving feeling never dies…it stays..and a good deed done comes back to you…in some form or the other. it gave me a whole new meaning of courage…and i'd like to quote a favorite line of mine from a movie- "courage is not the absence of fear..but the realization that something is much more important than fear." It is not easy to look at your weakness in the face..and find the courage to do the right thing..and the protagonist learns to do just that. He learns it from his best friend..whom he had always taken for granted…and who sacrificed himself for him in unmatched ways. It taught me, there is much more to life than cozying up in your world and shutting out what you are too coward to face….at the end of the day, it's your conscience which needs to be at peace.

The "eh?" and the "eww"..

I have this theory proven right by multiple real life encounters. Bad things never come alone. They are always accompanied by something worse..just so they can bug you to the fullest. In school, maths was one of those rotten things which made me physically sick; yet i had to keep on tolerating it. And with it came one of the  weirdest creations on Earth…my 9th grade maths teacher. Till date i have no idea as to what she used to say in that class! First, she had this habit of carrying her books over her one shoulder as if they were some kind of trash bags [ though figuratively they were indeed so]. Second, she had this funny accent which made it seem that words are desperately trying to escape from her mouth and she was persistently trying to grab them thereby creating a slurry lecture. Third, in the middle of her explaining a geometry sum..she’ll get confused as to what she was saying…scratch her chin for an eternity…and then dictate the solution from the answer book! Fourth, you cannot even dare to go to her with doubts for two precise reasons: you will still not understand what she just explained to you and she used stink like…………. UGH..NEVER MIND. I ended up drawing a substantial amount of floras and faunas in my maths copy in those classes. As for my math grades…ahem, we’ll leave it to that. 😀

Oh, and i have to mention this other teacher..or this entry will be incomplete. It was our “dance teacher”..who always made me want to smack him right around his lecherous face. His atrocious dance moves and speeches haunt me till date! He was without doubt one of the the most despised figures i have ever come across. For my part, I never really considered him completely male..you know stuck somewhere in the middle..not sure which way to go. LOL. And i’m pretty sure most of my school time peers will agree with that. 😀

i Quote. And i follow that too. :-)

“If you can’t dazzle ’em with brilliance, baffle ’em with bullshit.” 😀

i love this quote because it completely suits my usual way of dealing with things. 🙂 brilliance being a limited supply thing..and bullshit being so effective with the people around you almost 9 out of 10 times…no wonder this quote serves the purpose of all and sundry. 😀

cheesecakilicious :)

ah ha..that's what i'm talking about

Blueberry Cheesecake

i have an extremely violent sweet tooth…..which cuts through anything sweet when complemented with an equally stormy emotional state. 🙂 so ice-creams [ butter-scotch, particularly],chocolate cakes filled with liquid chocolate filling are usually my primary victims when i need some cushion for my heart and mind. 🙂

but the one which wins hand down during the extreme times is blueberry cheesecake. the reason? it's sinful, absolutely delicious..and distracts me for quite sometime by keeping me busy licking that spoon and thinking stuff that makes the world seem a lot…mmmmmm..do i need to give a word 4 dat?.. 🙂

hello? oh no……HERE WE GO AGAIN…. :-D

here we go again……………….. 😀

Melodramatic sob stories. :-p don't get me wrong. i'm not an insensitive *****. just that, when people take their minor [read downright silly] incidents..coat it in imaginary spices and stir fry my patience with it….my eyes go for an involuntary roll. add to it a healthy dose of sniffing..tissues and the classic defenseless look- i'm out! i always prefer to have such sessions on phone- that way, the person on the other side can sob to their heart's content and i can roll my eyes without the danger of coming across as "heartless".! 😀

fairytale romance…the dopier..the better :)

hardly anything keeps me up at night. my sleeping prowess is the stuff of legends. but yes…i'm a sucker for romance movies..the kind which plants a big dopey smile on your face..and makes you SIGH. so, if there is a such a movie on T.V.. NOTHING can stir me from the couch. especially because,the night time slot is very convenient for me. I can keep on smiling silly without being interrupted with sarcastic snorts from my other family members… 🙂