From the Heart of a War Zone!

Nope, I'm not in West Bank or Tora Bora but right here in aamchi Mumbai which is considered to be so safe by most of us. Of course, it's not a war zone, and I hope it never will be, but as psychologists said about anthrax:"The fear is more dangerous than the disease itself." Just as I was thinking about the possibility of war and its impact, I heard a helicopter hovering nearby. It came again after a couple of hours. I thought it was D-Day, but of course, that was just the sometimes-overreacting me.

God forbid my fears come true!

Classics!

Some movies are classics, and if they aren't labeled as such, they should. Some movies aren't classics, but they leave a deep impact on you and you wonder what's wrong. One of the latter is K3G. A great movie, but unlike other good ones, it must be watched with your parents. I know one idiot who thought it was a horror movie, unfortunately (or fortunately) I think he's a lunatic, unable to realise the main concept behind Karan Johar's blockbuster. I don't know about anyone else, but I cried during the movie. I have no idea if it will be called a classic someday, but for me, it is one.

Confused

I'm still confused about my future. Should I pursue my passion and dump my common sense? Or should I do something sensible and continue following my passion simultaneously? I don't know what my future has in store for me, and though unpredictability has always excited me, this time time it's exciting me to the verge of making me nervous, perhaps scared too.

Back!!!

It feels so great to be blogging again. It's been more than four very long days since I blogged. This is what the Education System does to you-- makes you miss out on the things you like most.

But hey, I'm not falling for that trap. Movies, restaurants, surfing, chatting, nothing's stopping, just cutting them down a bit. LOL, I already saw K3G once, I'm going for it again! That's what's called cutting down. If it hadn't been for this horrendous System, I would have already seen it at least thrice by now, and the fourth time would have been on the cards. No kidding. I had seen KKHH four times within 2 weeks after its release.

Math v/s World Peace

The Math in my head is making me go nuts today. Calculus is fun, but how the hell are differential equations going to make a difference to me, anyone else, or world peace? Perhaps Big Brother Dubya could shed some light on the matter?

Fire!

Our Chemistry lab makes me claustrophobic, it has no place to sit, and we perform the dumbest and silliest of experiments one could think of.

The whole atmosphere there depresses me, so, just like me, I'm always on the look-out for something exciting in the lab, just to divert my mind from the grossness of the infernal room.

But I had a marvellous diversion today-- Ethyl alcohol(C₂H₅OH) on fire!! For the people unaware about chemicals, Ethyl alcohol is what is better known as plain old 'alcohol'. That's what the alcoholics drink. Of course various other things are added to make it fit for consumption, of which I have no idea. Anyway, so a lamp of ehtyl alcohol caught fire in the neighbouring table, and the poor guys who were responsible for that irresponsible act of foolishness just stood there sheepishly, helpless and hyper. My immediate reaction was a girlish giggle and controlled laughter which seemed like a very wide smile.

Of course the fire was soon put out and everything was back to normal. Ah! To have more fun in a room filled with chemicals and test tubes!





Shy Guy

One very peculiar thing I've noticed about shy guys is that they either smile too much or they don't smile at all. I don't notice that with shy girls though.

I don't know a single reason that will explain this unusual behaviour. I hope someone more psychologically-inclined than me might shed some light on this matter.

Any Answers?

I'm right now at such a point in life that I can't make up my mind. About my career and education I mean. I just can't be sure about my chosen profession. Will I be successful? Am I cut out for it? Will I enjoy it after a few years? Am I just being foolish and stubborn now?

Too many questions...almost no answers. And I'm still as confused as ever.




The Best Excuses

My friend discovered that I have a very special and extermely helpful talent-- making excuses. I thought-- why not commercialise it? Like write a book on it? I know it sounds silly, but I also know it will sell.


Here is a short excerpt. I think it will go in the Introduction section of my book.

We all need to get rid certain things from time to time. And to escape from them all we need is a good excuse.

Of course, adults are always scolding their children for making excuses to escape homework and studies. But did they forget they do that all the time in the workplace, at home, in society, everywhere.
Of course it's not always easy to make up excuses. And even if you can, convincing the other person can be quite a task.
A good excuse-maker has the following qualities:

• extremely witty and spontaneous.
  
  
• can think straight under pressure.
  
  
• can convince people easily.
  
  
• has good facial expressions, and can act well.
  
  
• is not scared of the person to whom the excuse is being made.
  
  
• is not shy and can explain things well.
  

This is just the beginning. There is lots more to follow. Watch out for my Best-Seller! Coming after my exams! :-)