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Life or 'Perfect' Life . .

Since time immemorial, man has been chasing the answer to the perfect life. Many came and many went but did we get the answer? Well, not so much . Some might say an extravagant lifestyle , some say peace and tranquility , some think its success and some , good sex.

Over almost two decades of my existence I have come to conclude the key to the perfect life . Yes , there infact is a list :) Now , you need not agree with mine but for a late teenager this sounds almost perfect . This list came into existence in the year 2oo6 when my drear friend Namratha and I were having our infamous 'Looser Talks' ! A crisp list that will decide if my life is going in the desired direction . No cursory conclusion to life this is, believe me :P

Now to have a utopian life one must have :

• A loving family [ Check ]
• A mother who can cook good non vegetarian [ Check ]
• A loving father [ Check ]
• A sibling with who you can share anything under the sun [ Check ]
• A bestfriend (I am blessed with nine :) ) [ Super Check ]
• A personal laptop [ Check ]
• A camera . Almost a must . [ Check ]
• A phone [ Check ]
• A boyfriend
• A good professional college

With only two things to cross off my list I am going good . Also, you may have noticed all the technology above . Yes , I sometimes prefer these to humans :D

Very content I am with this 'almost' perfect life but hoping to get to the utmost soon :)

Oh Damn ! My sister has the perfect life :O

Hi Technology+ Excessive Money Loss= Damsel In Distress

Once upon a time in never never land there lived a damsel, a damsel named Shruti. On her 19th came family and crony and acquaintances with toys and gifts many. Along with them came Richa, her sister to deceive favour on our dear damsel in a jiffy. She brought along with herself a cell phone, yes a cellphone to win over the damsel's heart. She indeed did. 'What an altruistic sister!' , she thought but she was unaware that the phone was pure EVIL ! *dramatic music*

The father of the two was a good old man with boundless love to pour but had he just one little rule to give prating damsel a limited talk time refill in her phone. Friends and foes of the damsel lived in a land far far away and the incommunicado damsel always lived in dismay. All she had was her little phone that bridged the chasm between she and her fautor.

Now comes the part when the evil little phone unleashed its true colours. Multimedia phone it was that the damsel was unaware of. Clandestinely, the phone robbed the damsel of all her balance. What she did not know was how to stop the phone from doing all this menace.

She tried every mean that could stop it from happening but all she could find was deep melancholy. An internet pack was the only solution that could bring this glitch to an end. Who knew 'Airtel' was such a burglar, mother fucking ding dong HOLYdent !?

Finally came our hero, Customer Care, to free our dear damsel of this distress. She sobbed and cried and moaned before him till all her ambiguities were digressed.

The sister who gave the damsel that foo foo shi shi phone, now lives with her in peace and harmony and is not such an evil person afterall *wink*

P.S : Oh ! I love drama :P

Its a car? Its garbage? Wait, its a 'Garbage- Car' !!

I have a fetish for trash ! Yes, I am a person with strange interests. It is always the most bizarre objects that catch my attention. This lookout for trash also once got my mother naming me a 'Kabadi' [hindi name for a ragpicker ] ! Actually she called me a 'South-Indian-Kabadi' but I shall enlighten on that next time . .

Heres a little story of how I found the most incredible looking trash ever :

There is a small piece of land beside the sidewalk in an area named Kadru in the city of Ranchi. Being my regular route of travel I passed that plot almost a million times before. In the daily race to meet and beat time I never gave this site a second look. One fine day, gaiting across the street something struck me. I looked up and in the midst of all the muck stood an old, almost ancient motorcar with rust reeking from every possible inch. 'Wow' ! - my first words. I ought to have a picture of it. I just did. I took out my camera [thats right ! I carry my camera everywhere I go !] but batteries had worn out. Everytime i passed by a sense of need for the picture overwhelmed me. Finally I fixed batteries for the cam and snapped the perfect picture. The onlookers failed to understand my fascination but I continued my action. You might think I am crazed too .

Only yesterday did I see, the car was gone ! City groomers are building a mall there. Maybe no one will ever feel its absence but the cadaverous piece of iron shall be missed by me . .

For all those who wish to share my experience, here is the dollar shot . .

Worth it ! :)

love,

S

I Hate Ranchi . . or do I ?

Walking down the street with a friend one day, my jaunt got disrupted by my trampling into our sacred animal's most sacred giving to us - the 'holy-cow' poo ! The facetious event drove my friend to an outburst of chuckling and rolling . To cover the embarrassment I quickly uttered my three favourite words put together - I hate Ranchi !! Yes, I do hate Ranchi. Now you may wonder, why fight with a city ? What gives ? Well, heres a little back up story for you :

I have lived in very many cities all my life. All those places have been major cities of the country. My father's job allows us to shift as soon as I get comfortable in one place. No, it is NOT the army. This vagary had done enough damage to me already and was back to do some more. I mean seriously ? give a break already will you !? The news of moving to Ranchi was finally broken to me. I cried I moaned I weeped but there was no escape. Finally the day had arrived. Since the day I set foot in the city, not a single day passed when I did not utter these three words ! I think I would have said this more than I have ever said 'mamma' or 'pappa' !! I did hate Ranchi.

Now going back to the former, that day when the poo destroyed my lovely flip flops, it occurred to me how I haven't used this phrase in so long !! I was struck ! A phrase that dominated most words I spoke in a day was suddenly a forgotten sentence . The baffled me asked herself - you still do hate Ranchi right ?! Now c'mon, don't say no ! Yes I did but i realized i never really got time to hate it anymore because even in this awful city I managed to find wonderful people . I might bicker over little things but facts cannot be gainsaid, I AM having fun ! Its not the city that you like its the people . Coming from me is stranger cause I am infact the most city oriented, superficial, materialistic person ever. Had I not given a chance I would have never known . Sure I will be soon out of this place but believe it or not I will miss it . Miss hating it too . No, I am never coming here again, not as a joke and NEVER for a holiday but I ll miss it ! Thank you those special people for making even a super crappy place like this interesting ! Oh bite me, to err is human after all :)

PS: Now now don't get me wrong, I still do hate Ranchi :p

Thank You Mr.Vijay Vittal P S :)

Wasting my time on Facebook today my friend made me realize how my blog has been stagnant for over a year now ! Wow ! I sure am lazy ;) Hence, today shall be a mark of me re-blogging again . Yes, i do realize that i have lost my only 2 followers in this entire process but hey i promise to boom back with twice the number :P

I don't have anything interesting to write as of now but I thought I might as well show off my amateur photography skill ;)

Hope you like what follows *fingers crossed*

love ,

S

Am I Drunk!? Then Why IS The Earth Swinging!?

Exactly 24 hrs prior to this time, this is what was happening to me:

An average day in the life of an average human. *yawn* *yawn*

I had slept all evening, like four hours, and I was left with absolutely nothing to do that night. Nothing really to study, I was done with everything [am a good girl you see ;)] , nothing fascinating on t.v except for of course the Rakhi Sawant news about which off to glory go the 'sabse tez' news channels in India and also nothing really ammusing to read as well. So, here I was doing what I am best at- nothing ! Next thing I do- doze off [ an only expected action]. Thanks to all my beloved friends, the tiny mosquitoes who never give me a chance to miss them, am up again continuing my previous action, what was it again? that's right, nothing! Alas! I called off for the day, tucking myself into my quilt, Bob Marley in the background I was in for some serious headbanging in the dreamland :) Practicing the daily ritual- 'the last look at Facebook'- it was finally time to give up! Suddenly, I felt a peaceful but rather disturbing feeling. I was aware that something was not right. OMG! My bed was rocking !!!! WHAT!!?? Now how on earth would that happen !?!? YES! It was a freaking earthquake !! 'Mother nature rocking your crib'..well doesn't seem very motherly to me!! :O I wasn't sure if this really was happening as I am on high medication already except for a fact that it really WAS! ' No woman no cry' of sudden started to sound a lot more like 'Rape me' :O :O ' This probably is the wind' I thought [that's right, am an idiot] but the rocking grew more and more intense. ' I think my phone is vibrating' [did I mention that am an idiot?] but no it wasn't. HOLYCRAP!!! RUN!! Seemed like a brick crash into my stomach. Trying immensely hard to clutch on to the wall I sighted the most astonishing view ever- my facewash dancing on the concavity !! I know it doesn't sound all that astonishing but believe me IT WAS! 'Earthquake in Gujrat happened on 26th Jan [republic day] , tsunami on 26th Dec [around Christmas] and now with Independence Day round the corner, why does it always happen on national holidays!?' I thought [idiot! that's me]. Even before i could scream out for mum and dad it stopped. PHEW! So I let them sleep. Imagine a young girl facing this sort of a trauma at such an early age!! *applause* :D The first thing I did, call my sister to confirm if she was alive. Apparently she is. Still do I wonder, did i enjoy it? did i not? but sure I do know one thing for a fact it was quite some experience! Not that my life flashed before my eye but i do value life a little more now. Thank You Earthquake ! ;)

love,

S