The Day. To(oooo)-day. Now

Its been a long day. A lot has managed to cram itself into the last what 14 hours?
Two results came bouncing out of Universities in Delhi (no, not Delhi University...yet)
One boo (which-is-just-wrong by the way)
The second is on till the interview stage (and then yay?)

Had one long sleepless night
Craved coffee (oh so bad)
Curled up into a yellow lump on one side of the car
Travelled what seems like 5500 kms (exaggeration, naturally)
Satiated above craving by indulging in college coffee (oh heaven)
Managed to wolf down college chole-chawal (*weak smile*)
Lost my purple packet of funflips to a ravenous pack of juniors
Wrangled out a result-awaiting certificate from reluctant college authorities
And now, my stomach is growling.

It may Seem like im more concerned about food than my future
(lookitthat, alliteration!)
But since the DU result isn't out, the entrance or the main exam one
And since i really can't do much about what happened...
why cry over spilt milk eh?
Besides its not like i spilt any milk anyway
The milkman(!) did
And now im having what tastes like bitter black tea.
However, that being said, it could actually be healthy (healthier!) green tea
so time shall announce that as well

It pretty difficult to put philosophy into practice
the whole treat pain and pleasure equally bit.
h-a-r-d
and dont let anyone convince you otherwise

The thing is, you can only doubt yourself for so long
Ultimately you can't float forever on cloud nine
and nor can you cling desperately to the absolute pits (or bedposts, read old post)
The balance must be found
(an odd tear or two bit later perhaps)
but
The balance must be found

Its been a massively long day
and i smell like a giant cherry (thankyou The Body Shop)
you-gotta-LOVE-the-shower-gels!!!

Peace and Love

PS- do whatever it takes to feel the joy.
the constant kind.
Much love. (yes, some more :)...)

read-not

Tired!!!
This is one of those penning-down-for-future-reference kind of moments.

Its a day of firsts.

-Finally met someone who told me MA in Lit is a good idea. May have helped that she's done her BA in Lit too (and loved it for the 'right' reasons. ie. ones i am familiar with. poof. dont judge me, im tired)

-Day number one of workshop. too long to talk about. too much to say.
maybe we shall discuss it when im able to read what im writing and not guess what these squiggly words mean. (esp, put together.. judge me not, im still tired)

-The nose pin took a break from hurting. Yes i got a nose pin. not one of those huge-in-your-face ones though. just a regular non-diamond-set-in-silver cute kind. i like it. (luckily the public agrees.. i would have gushed more..maybe later?)

Nothing else really to talk about, except probably the elections.
okay, i didnt vote.
you may gasp.
Not my fault people! i registered online and everything :(
but no card :(
im an inconsequential individual in the grand election scheme. nobody cares!
But there IS one difference this year...people have really gotten into the whole 'lets vote' thing. I mean people i know-know. Almost the like of peer-pressure building up. Who could have guessed? :)

Plus, im currently contemplating not celebrating the big 21.
i mean at least not having the party-which-was-in-the-works thing.
too much effort to be honest.
and right before the JNU entrance.
blah. and no, this is not me fishing for a 'surprise' moment.
oh right... S, Sw, Nunu... the party is off.
i think i told one of you but im too sleepy to remember who that was.
so... the cookie has crumbled.
whatever that means.
oh yes, you're still going to have me pick up the tab for lunch or whatever.
name the place.
besides, S let out that since im born on 13th and Sw on 15th..THIS year they're gonna give us out gifts on 15th.
okay baba.
i can live with that.

i cannot believe im still writing.
this is unbelievable(!)
blah. im still tired.
whatever.

song recommend? :)
hehe...right.
Lets pretend i wrote something supah-cool over here.
yes, right HERE.

alrigh. shoo.
kichhhiiiiii!!!! :)

im not even going to publish this.
there, eat dirt you scumbag you.
gee-rowl

my flash-fiction (under 5oo words) is turning out to be a lil darker than i would necessarily want it to be... leaning a bit on the grim side.

maybe its time to experiment with humour...

ps- Artaud says we must do away with personal art and the poets personal meanings that remain unclear to the masses... "enough of these displays of closed, conceited personal art"

i say, i'm not being paid nearly enough to be clear.

actually, i'm not being paid at all.

obscurity still reigns supreme.

my post-script is longer than my 'post'.

gah.

one more senseless rule broken.

gah gah and gumboots.

here is a wiki article on the post-script.

enjoy.

i know you can google.

but i challenge you to make me care.

oh. countdown to exams is on.

The unexpected High... walks in and shuts the door behind... it(?)

We've all known (and at times, hated) inconsistency...
but isn't it effinbloody amazing when the most monotonous thing turns out Fabulous?

So, When is it okay to do the unexpected?

-One- Post several hours of goddamn serious studying, you randomly break into a dance in your pink old navy shirt and older pj's!

-Two-When you think you're losing control and suddenly you grab the once-forsaken reins and well, back in the drivers seat you are! (or the horses back, whatever)

-Three-When from being walk-all-over-me doormat, you scream
'I'm a bitch, I'm a lover... I'm a sinner, I'm a saint, I do not feel ashamed, I'm your hell, I'm your dream, I'm everything in between... So take me as I am, it may mean you'll have to be a stronger man... '
with Morissette and mean EVERY bloody word of it!

-Four-When you blog it out that very minute cuz luckily the computer was just sitting over there and this moment turned out to be too precious to not store immediately!

-Five-When nothing really changes as per the facts of life and circumstances and yet, yet the future...with or without people.... just begins to sound like a GOOD path to be on!

-Six-When from worrying about health, staple pins running out, exams, friends, weight, dogs, height, calories in a bar of dark chocolate, academics, guys, career....everything... you unexpectedly shove all the baggage and take a chance at being happy. Just like that, in the present.

-Seven-When eating dinner makes you realize you wanna go off for a pilgrimage to some religious place, like a call....thats loud and obvious. Getting louder and more obvious. Great unexpected plan!

-Eight-When from a kajal-applyin addict you go cold turkey.... and then decide that you're still passable to look at. Odd right? :-)

-Nine-When you find yourself liking Beethoven' Ode to Joy just as much as Pussycat Doll' Buttons. ie. Lots :D

-Ten-Finally, and obviously... When it makes you feel SO darn good :)... It is good to do/think/feel things that make you Happy!... Now why, why would people wanna do drugs to get this high? .... Try experiencing life as it is, Seems to work okay :)

Peace!

Love to zii Good souls!...ie. All. :)