Musings & Thoughts of a Curious Mind and Wandering Heart

Date : May 1st 2011 ; Location's : T-Nagar, Pondy Bazaar, Express Avenue Mall and Spencer Plaza ; Time : 11:15 a.m- 5:30 p.m ; The adventure seekers : Me and my friends M and A (sorry ppl but they appreciate privacy as of now) ; What : Read on to find out What would 3 of the craziest, weirdest and most hilarious group of friends do when they're exams are about to end and their last exam happens to be 'Value Education' ????? I'll tell ya, they get their wallets ready and run off to the nearest mall or in our case to one of the busiest and the most crowded places EVER i.e Pondy Bazaar, T-Nagar, Chennai, India. Beyond bored, jobless and badly craving our homes and families the 3 of us decided to go out and have some 'FUN' and that's exactly what we did. It all began with a wait at Chromepet Station for over 45 mts for M thanks to A (idiot!) who forgot to call M and thus she was late. While A and I were waiting for M we were having some normal as well as...

You know that nasty, sad, heart broken, betrayed feeling that you get when a person whom you see everyday just ignores you and runs around having fun with the next person whom you also see everyday. Yup, it's one hell of a bad feeling. The worst part is you don't even like this person much, yet you feel bad on being ignored. I don't know why this happens, maybe because i'm sensitive and get hurt sooner even for the silliest of things, but it's really stupid of me to feel so down. I've been thinking about this and considering all my options and I've come to the conclusion that maybe i'm just 'jealous'. Yes, i admit it, i don't like being ignored and i totally hate all that extra attention being showered on the other person while i'm not even a living entity to the one who's ignoring me. *Sigh* The funny part is all this sadness, jealousy, hatred and fault finding just because you're (meaning i'm) being ignored. I'm findin...

The clock's ticking 'tick tock tick tock' (yup, its a  cliché , i know!!). As the time moves on you get that ominous feeling surrounding you which says 'study! study!' and well what do you do? I for one avoid it till the last minute when i have to scramble around with my notes. Ah!! Isn't this what being a college student is all about?? (well it's like that for me so...you all can have your difference in opinions, i respect them) So let's get back to the topic. My sure-shot ways of avoiding your textbook for hours (it may or may not be effective and differ's from person to person). Listed below are a few simple methods which help you to avoid studies:- 1. Gather notes ( Only gather, do not read as far as possible) - Gathering notes is a very time consuming process and it take away more than half of your study time per se. So get together with friends, scour the internet and gather, gather, gather away. 2. Play games online- There are so many fr...

My first proper article, written for an assignment. One of my first ventures into the world of prose writing ;) As you descend the steps which lead you to the platforms, you can notice the hustle and bustle of a busy Monday morning. The rush of bodies, trying to catch the train before it flees the station. You can notice the different kinds of people waiting to alight the train. Some are relatively calm, waiting on benches or making light gossip with their fellow occupants.  Others are more stressed, running around trying to catch the train. Some are sipping on their morning coffee, while some are catching up on breakfast. The sights and sounds are all fascinating for a first timer to this busy platform on an even busier morning. This is just a glimpse of the action going on at the platforms. The action inside the trains is even more extraordinary though, that is just a minor way of putting it. You could say that the real action takes place inside the trains.   As soon as y...

Being an individual who is pretty used to being shaky (meaning I have stage-fright) in the presence of a large audience, I've had to force myself to participate in many public events (by public events I mean competitions/shows in front of large audiences :0) to get over this shakiness. So my latest venture in this arena was 'THEATRE'. Being part of a theatre production has been a good learning experience. It was easier considering the fact that it was a part of my college activities or more precisely part of my department activities. In this manner everything was brought to life with a simple idea i.e forming a dept theatre club. Interestingly enough it started out on a good foot, then led to a fracture, followed by a time of healing but soon there was a sprain and finally a good performance.  Funny enough it all began with me participating in the auditions just for 'fun'. I was surprised when I was selected, but I was happy and excited to try something new. Hone...

As always my random thoughts crowd my mind. I wonder what I’d do if my so called flashes stop appearing every now and then. I guess I’d think I was like every other normal person I’ve met and freak out. Where’s the fun in that? From being called crazy, dumb, naïve and totally stupid, I’ve had almost every possible not so nice but somehow funny adjectives thrown at me by other people (friends, colleagues, maybe even acquaintances) though at the end of the day I still stand in front of them as the same old immature person I am (not really but still…) in front of them without budging even an inch from my stubborn, obstinate and idiotically ridiculous stand. The funny part is how I change my nature like a flash of lighting as soon as I’m 100 meters away from them. I’ve never been the quiet, shy, girl who takes time to interact with others. I’m thankful for that because at the end of the day I’m not over the top lonely and curled up in a corner. Sometime’s I get crazy ideas like I want to ...

These were my thoughts just before Feb 14th 2011 made it's splendid arrival. Enjoy!! I sat there under a blanket of stars, just looking up and wondering how something can remain so beautiful yet so pure. Stars always give me this romantic aura that’s not easily describable. It’s like they brighten my entire outlook and are out there, far away in the night sky looking over me like my guardian angel. Every time I see a starlit sky I start smiling with all my heart and jumping like a 5 year old girl who suddenly remembers twinkle twinkle little star on seeing this amazingly beautiful sight. As always I remain there, noticing the stars emitting their glorious light from afar, while the cool breeze blows. I think about many different things and very rarely I remain there totally speechless, just enjoying the moment. The stars are one of my escape routes from reality. They help me leave my troubles behind and just remain in the moment. Sometime’s I wish everything would remain exact...