RANDOM

So, the lat time that I posted would be when Hitler recieved the Iron Cross, Second Class in 1914 . And now! When Obama has risen to power. And when Congress won again in India. But well, politics doesn't excite most of my friends, so I step away from it.. And I'll write something else that is equally random..

Bombay is not a nice city. Its not like Delhi. Its safer. Its got more buildings and lifts and all. But these arent the only reasons..
Mumbai has not got many people I enjoy to be with.
Mumabi has not got free calls from my phone (Though most people would say it doesn't matter).
Mumbai doesnt tell me to decide what I'll be writing. It just lets me write anything.
Mumbai addicts me to fb.
Mumbai isn't me.

The moment I landed in Mumbai, via a terrible flight, I felt weird. That feeling hasn't changed since. I wanted to see 17 Again here, but that doesn't seem to be working out. My cousin and I are going to a social service thing where we have to teach Math to kids. I wouldn't mind it much if it hadn't been for the frigging rats. They're as tall as Prerna, though that doesn't say much (:P). They're ugly and black. They might just be carrying all possible rat diseases in the country.
I miss so many people. From school. People who aren't in school anymore. People from school who arent in India. From home.

Other random things are that I saw some pretty weird movies from different genres that I never though I would see. I'm being forced to see Notebook. However, I will never bend down to that. Anything to do with lovesick people or books, I'm far far away.

I wish family ties were not tiring. I wish family ties were fun. I hope family gatherings were more.. IDK.. Me.

Of course, before I was dumped onto a harmful flight, I was thrown into a car and driven around to attend various 'maternal family gatherings'.
It was one of the situations when you keep tapping your feet to cover up for the silence. It was one of the situations where you act like you're doing something important on the mobile when you're actually just opening and closing the menu. It was one of the situations where 'all the kids should sit together'. It was one of those situations where you wished you could have reversed your decision and gone to FIIT JEE anyway.
Sigh.

Story of my miserable life.
But I guess nobody is interested in this personal atrocity.
Shiney Ahuja is more entertaining. Tickr has funy jokes on him about him being 'Bai-sexual'. I guess we could also go back to analysing how the extent of redness on Mars and its proportionality to the radius of one of Saturn's rings has affected the Indian cricket team's performance. Of course, if all else fails, India TV could always go looking for the ROAD TO HEAVEN.

PHYSICALLY YOURS

A star that rose
Under decreasing gravity
The angle of repose
And the crazy velocities
The pendulum that swung
And inevitably stopped
The resonance that rung
To give it all its got
Elongated and constrained
With Hooke going crazy
Stress and strain
Existing in proportionality
Friction just toppled over
Thanks to itself
Fluids running for cover
Unable to support themselves
The errors that don't cease
In any quantity selected
Trajectories defining crease
Forces being respective

A giant supervising the chaos

The constant of the spring
The displacement on the string
The ringing of the bell
The ending of a year
And it's still muddled up in our heads...

HMM...

I don't know why I feel it because I hate it. And probably I can suppress it but its still there, somewhere inside. I think about it when I'm alone, so I avoid being with being with me. Its crazy.So crazy.
And what do I feel? Jealousy!
Yep! Jealousy!
Towards?
Towards someone I love. I hate it when its like that because it never works out! Because you don't know who you can tell. You don't know if it's the right thing to feel.
You don't know WHAT to feel. And you don't know how to express. You don't know. You just don't know.

P.S. :- Ask no questions and I you won't get any lies!

BOYCOTT THE B-WORD

It's the tenth, everybody said. Study. And there was never a dull moment (see as : Life was full of dull moments). There were books and papers and pens and pencils and geometry boxes lying everywhere. Different shapes and colors. But all used for one sole purpose – The B-word.
There’s this fear of not studying, studying less, studying less compared to Prerna (Yeah, Prerhu, don’t roll your eyes on this one). When the going gets tough, Prerna gets going and Aanchal doesn’t feel good (a more popular word would be ‘Mood Off’)!
But after living through all this, I’d like to raise some serious issues that are causing severe damage to the environment because of the B-word.
(Listen to this one, Aanchal, because even the ‘bus ka sweeper’ cannot do anything)

1. WASTAGE OF PAPER
Leading to deforestation. And there aren’t leaders of the Chipko Movement now, because I guess, Ganguly chopped them off with the trees while he was sitting on a fallen tree sipping his garma garam chai.

2. LOSS OF VALUABLE HUMAN RESOURCE
Fine! Fine! Semi valuable resource.
Well, lets just settle for human resource, huh?
That’s because our brains become so full and buzz with all the things that we have crammed up because ‘the CBSE only sees how well you have remembered the bookish language’.

3. EXCESSIVE USE OF PLASTIC PENS
Write your way to glory (read: sleep)

4. LOSS OF MEANINGFUL FAMILY LIFE
Books! Books! Books! Books! That’s all that you have to be with.

5. INCREASING VALUE OF PHONE BILLS
“Hello, Prerna? Page 85, second column, third line.”
“Aanchal? Civics book. Page 13. First column, ninth last line.”

6. LOSS OF TALENT
I had seriously forgotten how to rhyme stuff. Does ‘do’ rhyme with ‘go’?

7. DISCOVERY OF UNHEARD FOUL LANGUAGE
Used on teachers, books and CBSE

8. FORGETFULNESS
“O! Crap! What the fuck was my name???

9. DEPRESSION
I only used this because the newspapers popularized it
To tell you the truth, we never even thought of that

10. REPEATED ACTIVITY
Because I was so sure I’d be stuck in tenth all my life

11. LOSS OF BUSINESS TO MALL OWNERS, CINEMA COMPLEX OWNERS AND OTHER POOR FELLOWS
I mean, what about India’s economy? We are the saviors, you know. You shut half the population up, what do you get? A poor country!

12. LACK OF FODDER CROPS FOR ANIMALS
Green vegetables are good for health, you see. So dump them on us!
So, now that you see the B-word for what it really is and the amount of damage it has done only in the selfish pursuit of a literacy certificate, I presume you will never see the B-word as you once saw it. Eh?

Also, when I told Prerhu what my next post would be about, she just said,
"O! Kika! Get over it"
But I wont. However, I do admit that I will be a bitch like all my seniors and tell all the present tenthees that tenth is a cakewalk...(Compared to eleventh, it is)

THE ELEVENTH BLUES

So now I totally hate school...probably because of the following:

• Carmel Convent School has disclaimed me. They have denied me a subject. No subject. I'm in the counselling list with weird people like *o***n ***i and b*****r (names censored for the blogger's security). I'm streamless.

• Even if I do get science our class teacher is Beena John who is like my totally favourite class teacher (note the sarcasm). Today she told me, "If you're traking science, I think you should get serious and leave your tenth standard behaviour behind". So there goes, SHE LOVES ME!!!!

• We got Rashmi Chaudhary as our English teacher, which after Swati Das is a huge shock. It was the first day and she bugged us to the limit. She says 'e'ctually instead of 'a'ctually. Plus all her Boxword and Small dictionary pains - sheesh!

So, basically, I am streamless and still cribbing about a life that I dream to have for the next 2 years. Wierd, Wierd Me!

But you can't really blame me because that IS normal human behaviour.

I just hope I get science tomorrow.

DISHEARTENED

It's Aanchal.
Sshe says she doesn't like my blog name.
Nor the title.
Nor the template.