hmmm......no more joblessness....no more sitting and writing posts for the blog till the wee hours of morning......no more trying out useless recipes.....yea, i m a francis babe now....ok so shifting the focus on THE ST.FRANCIS COLLEGE....

About the college : hot chics ...( but no guys...hehe..!!) .....awesome canteen..( loved the chinese noodles...aha..!!) ....few happy go lucky frenz ...( hardly five or six of them..) and some huge portions to study...( feeling the weight on mi head already..)....

I kinda got adjusted ....its strange but i m feeling very comfortable in the college...and the worst thing about the college is getting lost.....man..!! we've gotta shift our class after every damn period...!!

Enjoying the liberties....liberty of sitting in any corner of the campus...no restriction on cellphones...now that's something really cool....!! and lecturers are really sweet....trying their best to make us feel at home....I liked all of them .... cooperative people....

GOOD NEWS..: Mu ha ha ha...no ragging....i m feeling lucky....they have printed in bold letters everywhere around the campus..." ragging is strictly prohibited and punishable under law" ....mu ha ha....seniors are scared of us now....wondering y..? we have the liberty to complain against them even if they try to give a hint of ragging...mu ha ha ha...

yes i m travelling by bus now...(till the college bus starting..) and i tell you its such a pain ....getting squeezed those between lady sumo wrestlers....and almost on the verge of falling on poor people every time the driver applies the brake.....ohh god...!! terrible i say...but then there's still something nice about travelling in the bus..i know its ironical but that's how i m feeling about it...

And looks like chemistry has decided not to leave me ....periodic table, properties, organic, p-block' d-block.....cant help but to do well in these stuff for the coming three years.....man...bsc is not so easy...its degree after all....cant expect decreased levels from it...biochem is nice...sounds very interesting ... and thats all....looking for some real gud action to happen in the years to come....and even looking forward to some gud marks this time...dad promised a nice phone on that condition....

Please God bless me....i need them from you ....

Sporting a chef's hat...!!

As I was switching channels in the idiot box....A lady was whipping up a desert which caught my eye....She called it a "chocolate biscuit fudge.."( how yummalicious does that sound....mmmm...)As I was watching her put the icing on it...my mind went into a different world......Yes, it was the grip of excessive lust...(lust for the fudge...you corrupt minds..!!!) and it was the right moment to romanticize....

There was only two of us ........the fudge and me....what a moment it was....my teeth sank into the brown delicacy....and i forgot the world around me....

.......And I narrated all this to my dearest mum...with the useless expectation that she would make it for me....(yeah...!! it was useless..!!) and predictably she uttered this with a rude tone.." My dear shameless 18 year old....,If you are so much interested in indulging in a fudge...,then why dont you make it yourself....!!" and then my ego rose...(i wish this ego came to me before the board exams....) and I decided to make the fudge myself.....

Yes I made efforts to accomplish my mission...I downloaded the recipe from the internet ....bought all the ingredients myself....and definitely i couldnt take any help...(for that bloody ego's sake...)

The operation was one hour long...and then in the evening after dinner....the desert was awaited.....and zzzzzzzzzzuuuuuuuupppp..!! dad gulped it down....and he only said ,"the desert was not bad, but my dear daughter you behave as if you have conquered an empire...." And their was a hillarious laugh between the father and daughter....!!!

Here's how my much talked about fudge looked like....

I dont think i can fool you so much...hehe...!! i m kiddin...i better not put the pic of "mi fudge"...
ITS SCARY....!!!

I still remember the first day I saw her ….the serenity of her smiling face and that glow in her eyes…. I felt such a deep respect and affection for her …
I touched her feet and took her blessings and it was such a heavenly feeling…This was three years ago when I was a really demure figure who spoke only when absolutely necessary….I was so full of awe for her….I knew she would be a fabulous teacher…yea she was my favourite teacher Mrs.Kulkarni….the one whose words I took to be law…and these words gave me the killer instinct to work harder and excel in mathematics…my relationship with this subject has been on rocks right from when I was a kid…I just hated math like anything…and had this terrible phobia from math which I could recover only because of this teacher…But more than her prowess in the subject, I liked her because she was a great motivator…and actually very stringent about margins in the copy, lines after every problem, figures with pencil and neat handwriting and thank god I was good at all of them except for solving the problems…hehe..!! and I don’t know why but even if my marks went down she was never annoyed with me…she always liked me... she always shared things with me which she did not do with any other student …Moreover some were too scared to talk to her about anything other than the subject related queries…she taught me for three years and frankly I liked her more than my school math teachers…
But in twelfth standard I could see that she was compromising on her rules... She didn’t care if people were using pens to draw the figures…and even I was going through a severe emotional crisis…and that also in the most crucial year of life…(I have described about it in so many posts) …So my studies suffered badly, and I became terrible in math again…(sad story aint it ?? I know...)
But the only thing which drove me to write this post is the telephone conversation

which I had with Ma’am two or three days ago..one thing she said just moved me…she said

“ Though you are my student , I always considered you as my friend”…what else can a student wish to hear from her favourite teacher….

A page from the diary of a Star...!!

Monday

June 4,2007

11:30 pm

Dear diary...,

Yeah I finally got married to my long time boyfriend….and the marriage was more of a national television programme on news channels…

I mean they were present everywhere we went…to the temples where we went with our families or the parties where we hanged out together…and the next day ......there would be articles and pictures in the dailies…..Is she going to marry him..?? Are they engaged..? Why did she postpone her shoots and attend his birthday party ?

why to interfere with our personal life like this…we are also humans…we also need privacy in our personal lives….? Why publicise our marriage like this…?
Of all things they even interviewed the caterers we had hired…and they asked…how do you feel to be catering for such big stars’ marriage..? I mean that is more than ridiculous…the guys are paid for it, and obviously they’ll be happy …

Well, wat else can be done other than just laughing at these things… thank god my husband and my in laws are actors and so I don’t think I’ll be the only victim…!!

I can just imagine what kind of questions will be asked to me the first time I make a public appearance after the marriage….Madam how do you feel after getting married..? blah blah… This is the price we have to pay for our stardom…I have probably got habituated to it…

Talking of the marriage …. Everything went on successfully…I was nervous…it’s a big responsibility…being actors there are even more expectations…but the rites and rituals were damn tedious..!! wearing such heavy things and with so much make up…and sitting with that fire for such long hours definitely exhausted me….but after all its an Indian marriage…how could it be a low profile one…

I hope to spend as much time as possible with my hubby…coz I know how busy we’ll be after we resume our work….but I know for sure that I will be holidaying till the next month…and then we are back to our routine lives….

Goodnight diary

yet again....!!

Its an early stage .....and again i m filled with doubts from a very long time.....Doubts which are so difficult to put across ....coz i m scared...scared that I will land up in the same phase again...

May be its mere admiration....or may be i m thinking a bit too much...(as usual)....i thought i wrapped it all up in two days...but its continuously roaming in my head...probably the situations are driving me to brood so much about it....

I know its an absolute senseless expectation....it may hamper a beautiful bond....and also it may bring a lot of social hardships in the course of time and so i think i m capable enough to control those fluttering butterflies in the stomach...and remind myself of my priorities in life...

Her words were so right..."Everything will be good ....when he'll come..."....so i think i should stop thinking...and the only thing I can do is......go with the flow.....I trust the lord....

THE OTHER SIDE

The inner side unreachable,
The depth untouched,
The stories untold.
The voices unheard,

The lantern of my soul,
Illuminating the serene path,
The path leading to dimensions,
Dimensions unique and mysterious,
Dimensions leaving the room of thought.

Numerous boundaries created by man,
Boundaries on emotions,
Boundaries on thoughts,
Boundaries on the power of imagination,

These are worldly boundaries,
The foes of our thoughts,
The hurdles in imagination,
The evil boundaries of fire.

Crossing all the limits and barriers,
I walk through the path of life,
Sans all the worldly pleasures,
In search of my unanswered questions……….

Metamorphosis...!!

After sporting those long locks for almost 7 months ....i decided to break the monotony of my boring hairdo...


yea..i clearly remember the last time i went for a haircut...somewhere in august last year...it wasnt a very happy occassion...hmmm yea it was a fresh heartbreak...so i wanted something which would make me happy....any way....



This time there was only one reason....i badly wanted something different...so there i was ....surrendering my precious possessions to the stylist....yea...she looked quite hep with that tatooed arm and that trendy outfit....so..i kinda trusted her..i knew she wouldnt dissappoint me...



Then her scissors started moving around my hair and i was sitting waiting to push out those strands frm my eyes...i hate it when it falls on my face...its so damn irritating....she went on and on with her scissors with a phenomenal speed....at one point of time i felt...she'll chop off my ears...but that was a mean thing to expect from an expert.....finally she finished....and it was "Lovely..." the hairdo was cute ...it suited my chubby round face...

yeah...i was pretty happy.....


Thanks to her she not only gave me a new hairdo but a great confidence in myself...

a pic of mine with the new look would be nice isnt it...??

it'll be there very soon.....

SPIDERMAN-3 in my style.....

Yeah i m back ....but this time with something completely different....yeah..i m reviewing the latest flick SPIDERMAN-3....

Now that I have watched it twice....i thought why not write some thing about it....

DIRECTOR : SAM RIAMI

CAST: TOBEY MAGUIRE AS PETER PARKER/SPIDER MAN

KIRTSEN DUNST AS MARY JANE WATSON (MJ)

JAMES FRANCO AS HARRY OSBORN

Ok its a complete superhero movie.....this time you can even see spidey sobbing for his gal...but ....wait.....he doesnt miss out on those awesome stunts with his famous red costume......yeah...!! this time he sports an elegant black costume too.....thanks to a strange symbiote whose history is kept under wraps....but somehow it manages to enter mr.parker's room...

the most dissapointing scene of the movie...our superhero on a tacky two wheeler...ohhh...puhleez....i thought he'll have a nice bike atleast......probably the producer was bankrupt after lashing out so many dollars on spidey's costumes and special effects....ohhk....pardon me....no more digressions....

A little about people close to the protagonist....yeah..there's MJ who is peter's gal...who is an aspiring singer....Poor lass..!!she is too worried about wat the critics have to say about her song....but spidey is too busy saving others from dangers to listen to her woes.....yes...!! KAHAANI MAIN TWIST....she is lonely ,sad and deppressed.....so she relies on peter's best friend and tats HARRY.....a rich spoilt brat who ends up fighting with his best friend to take revenge for his father's death....sounds like a hindi movie..isnt it..?? well i thought indian directors copied english movies...but here's its the other way round....wot say...!!

Now there are two anti-protagonists who have done a good job..... they thrashed spidey so much tat his good luking costumes turned into tattered pieces of rags...i thought tats it...those were the last minutes of our dearest superhero...untill harry comes to his rescues...

The humour element is though not very extraordinary....but i would say not bad....well i must say the guy sitting next to me made the film more humourous by his non-stop commentary...

And the climax ....it was very "hindi movie like" .....very mushy....the guy next to me made the climax complete.. he said," NOW THERE WOULD BE AN ITEM NUMBER"....LOLZ....

Okay in short this one offers a little heavier dosage of meodrama...but full marks for PRESENTATION AND SPECIAL EFFECTS PAR EXCELLENCE.... well...mi advice...worth watching once..but not more than that.....

RATING : 8.5/10

THE BIG ONES ARE OUT...

yeah...i finally i managed to pass twelth class....

after that disastrous liason.....after that contagious stress from my peer group.....after seeing tears in my mum's eyes for the first time...after her continous prayers to god...for me and only me.....i now feel her prayers are answered...my marks belong to her...for making that piping hot coffee at 1 in the night....for cuddling me like a baby when i cried out my problems to her...for always telling me...that i can do it...!!....i know i did not score very great but still whatever my mark sheet looks like...it because of the epitome of strength in my life.....I LoVe U MAA....

déjà vu........

To err is human……and we beings take this as law….ignoring the fact that he is noting down every minute thing…. waiting to charge us with all of that when we reach there…

Talking about mistakes and the word etches out so many memories….past filled with mistakes I never thought I would commit….but they happened….and now when I go back to those days….I feel someone else did them…and I just stood by….like a helpless silent spectator…. witnessing those awful events ….yeah she said it right…..shame and fear are the two elements of conscience which stops us from making the wrong choices….but sometimes you surrender to the hormones or emotions….which are probably the biggest weakening agents

All the scenes are clear before my eyes….yes sometimes it is déjà vu….as if those noises of laughter, those dialogues are being played on the real player of the god gifted pc…sometimes I laughed at my myself ,sometimes just surprised with my moist cheeks….but I decided to go with the flow….probably that was the only way out…I do not wish to experience it ever again in my life.. the whole process was so emotionally draining….

I only hope to restore the faith….faith in myself…..faith in almighty…faith in people…and faith in the most beautiful emotion and that’s LOVE…..

clean bowled....

NOTE : the following post may exceed the permissible limits of mush for some people ......,so all those unromantic people out there ...!! try not to attempt reading this one...


As I was admiring the sexy black KARIZMA he sat on, I thought it was just another guy passing by....!! coz I was more interested in the bike than the person accelerating it....
but what folowed next made it an unforgettable visual treat......
The approximately 5"9' lad was wearing an off white tee-shirt with some metallic golden prints on it....and his jeans looked quite a branded one....I still did not get the chance to have a look at his face......he parked his bike in front of the food joint i was sitting in and finally took out that heavy duty helmet....My curiousity forced me to loose concentration in the conversation i was having with my friend..and she sensed something fishy...!!! I couldnt wait to shift my eyes to his face.......and once i did that.......................oh mi gosh.............i lost my senses........that short cropped hair,that infectious smile and that magnetic persona..........i felt my heart was racing to and fro in simple harmonic motion.........as if his presence was laying its tentacles on me and grabbing me as tightly as possible....As if cupid himself landed on earth and saying....,"babe...!!! aint he the one...???".......and then...............before i could speak a word.......the sound of a thunderous slap was echoing a 100 times in my room............................YEAH.....it was 10 am ......and it was my mom's fingerprints on my face...........alas..!!! what a climax...!!! worser than a low class bollywood movie...........any way......one thing is for sure ...if i ever happen to see him.....i would probably faint......MR.X whoever you are....you jus bowled me over.....!!! aha...!!! the most wonderful dream i ever saw .....

LAPTOP woes ...!!

After an hour long tryst with the reactions of glucose with other compounds ....the mind said.."DONT YOU WANT TO SEE WATS NEW IN ORKUT"....so i closed mi books and opened the door of my room and headed towards the laptop...but the sight is as usual disappointing...My dad is looking at the laptop with such deep concentration that a slightest murmur anywhere in the vicinity of his room can ignite the senses of furore in his cerebral hemisphere...its a risky job.... but i took the risk.....i quietly stepped into his room and sat behind him...My eyes bulged out from the socket to see if there was any chance of fulfilling the wish of mind...

....Well... he knows why I sit behind him patiently , trying to pretend that I had come there to ask about the progress of his work...Damn it...!! who is bothered about the rates of the products typed on his Microsoft work sheet .. which kid would be??? I sat there for a minute and then consoled myself saying ," Its not your day baby, may be some other time.."...god knows when that time will come and I come back to my room close the door and sit to write this.......WAT else.. it becomes my new post...!!!