satisfied?

11 am, we were chatting and working in the lab. i was pissed at vista premium, it wudnt let me activate photoshop cs2. jyoti came in then, to announce that vivek sir was distributing our 2nd year result. damn! mohini's stomach started paining. pranav waved to everyone in his dramatic ishtyle and said"chalo!" we all got up and directed to the class. everyone in there had mixed expressions. we took our seats. results were being given according to the roll nos.
'sujata bhagwat' -666/800. vivek sir- congrats, its a triple 6! thanks sir.
the percentage comes to 83.7 hm...i was waiting to hear someone score more than that. but, as the nos came to an end..jyoti and co. came to me to congratulate.. yes, i topped again.
but this time, m happy that the margin between the ranks in less. 2nd rank- 663, 3rd-662. now i feel some competitive vibes unlike last year. satisfied? 50% only. knowing what goes on in our college.
what hurts me the most is that, i have topped thirce in 4 sems, and not once have i celebrated it. my friends always end up with much less marks and are in no mood to celebrate. so m always consoling someone or just sitting with them quietly to give company like my rank is no big deal.. i remember i had cried very badly for mohini last year coz she got into some misunderstanding and stopped talking to me. but we got over it soon. now again shes got 567. thats a difference of 100. but she was peppy this time. sumit is always lost. i dont know what he thot of his 616, but he too wasnt very interactive after the result. mohini was pissed at sumit, coz according to her, sumit did not deserve that. so again, i wasnt in the state to celebrate. pranav kinda knew what his marks wud be like. i dont remember exactly, but it was arnd 63%.
isaac got 52% . i msgd him from class itself. we were happy he passed!
also msgd dad. he replied 'congratulations!'

i wasnt sure if i shud be happy abt it, frankly, m not! everyones kinda got used to me topping in class. all the profs have that look in their eyes, while looking at me. even my classmates have that look. cant explain. i try and escape out of the class as soon as possible once i get the result. sometimes, ppl expect so much, m afraid i wont be able to live up to that. m scared of that time.

at home 2day, i handed the result to mum. sidd was there too. hes like, '1st alis?' i nodded in affirmation. after some time mum said to me she was in the kinda situation where, one eye has tears of joy and the other, tears of worry. sidd got his result too and had 'just passed' in one subject. i dint know what to say. i just got back to work to avoid talking about both, i wasnt willing to talk about either that time.

21 atlast!

21 is the number associated with ganpati. so it is said that a modak with 21 pinches/petals(i dont know what to call it exactly) is like the best! someone mentioned that to me while we were sitting making modaks. and i decided to give it a shot. i started off with 9 and went progressing with each modak i made. the max anyone got was 12! i was at 14. after 15, it was difficult for me to make a bowl with the dough big enough to make those many pinches. so prachi mami helped me with that. she'd make the bowl and pass it on to me. i'd make it lil bigger with both my hands moving gently and gracefully making sure it doesnt tear. that was a task. i cud make 18. next one, also 18. so everyone was like, c'mon, its ok..try 21 for the next year!
but i am me. i was determined. i started again and everyone was cheering and counting as i made a pinch..19...20..breaking my own record in the family ....and 21! thats it! i made 21!! without tearing, without the coconut fillig coming out and without losing patience! yuhuuuuu!!!! it was amazing, the modak was big and it looked so cute! lata aji wud have been so glad to see me do that! but shes in mumbai. she'll be here this weekend..lets see if mum and she decided to make modaks then! cant wait... its all about art, artistic hands? yeah, artistic fingers! hehe..its a small thing, but m proud of myself! never thot i'd do something like that!

August Rush

'Amazing' is the word! The way this guy jams the guitar is very exciting.
The movie begins with his connection to music, the way he moves his fingers and feels the rhythm in the grass field. his only setback is that he cant play any instrument. and then the story evolves into a marvelous piece of music composing. its a must see for all the freaks who believe in themselves or who want to believe in themselves. It speaks volumes about how your destiny shapes up once u r determined to do something.

sometimes more than learning, all it takes is understanding. and that is rare. a person is born with such special senses that set him apart. then, once he ends up in the right places at the right time, life is an absolute bliss.

its been one week,

I haven’t attended college. I guess I like it that way. what i learnt?! its ok to bunk college if,

Ur college sucks.
U’re sick of having some ppl around u.
Its raining nuts, and u’d rather enjoy it at home with the perfect music than spoiling the fun at college.
u’ve been watching movies all night.
someone close needs to be cheered up.
Catch up with other projects that are much more exciting than asgnts.
U get used to bunking.
Now that u’ve already bunked 6 days, y not complete the week!

2day is the day! last Thursday to this Thursday. I haven’t missed much I guess! sorry to all the teachers i dissappointed :P, sorry mohini, i wasnt active in planning the freshers party and sorry nova for not riding u for a week. i know u'll get back at me now by not starting...i deserve it friend!

one rainy day

eyes opened to the sound of raindrops. it was 6 in the morning. i love these times when the sky has cracked apart pouring down showers with great force, its flooding, and it just refuses to stop. amidst such a season, in the early morning, all i want to do is either be in bed under the blanket and keep listening to the rain sound, or simply go out there and let the rain drench me completely. thats like the best time of me.

mohini called up at 8. rather early for her! she was excited too. we made plans and i met her at raj ram bridge at 9. and 2day, she wanted to ride! i asked her like 10 times to confirm i had heard that right, coz she hasnt rode after the finger injury. she was firm. so i was a pillion after a long long time. she tried her best to avoid the puddles on the way..but there was this one terrific time when i said, mohini, i have a back...dont make it two. and we continued laughing and chatting on our way to khadakwasla... there, we had the chicken puffs i had got in the morning. hot puffs in a cold rainy and windy place was awesome. the water level had raised considerably. there werent too many people around. but who cares! we had a blast. and any monsoon outdoor is incomplete without kanda bhaji. we had yummy bhaji at a place nearby. one plate fininshed off like it were butter. second plate, and we were full! clicked some pics too. came back home by noon.

had lunch, watched a movie, and went to sleep. it was about 5 i guess when we woke up. some exchanging of songs and dressing up took half an hour. we then left for camp. 'end of season' sale was quite luring. i liked two tops but sadly, no discount on those! anyways, i bought them, it has to be like a super fortunate time when i do like something! so i dint bother.

dropped her at her house and back home by 8. had to be, dad is here!

so what?!

mum and sidd left for alibaug at 6.30 pm. i called up mohini, she was unavailable. dit wanna call ketaki coz shed worsen my mood. anyways, the night movie marathon idea dint work out. a hell lot of calls between the 3 of us dint help, such a waste, somethings never change.

i was bored. i was alone. and i was hungry. so i tried peeking into the fridge and found some paneer masala...yummy..! also found some bread. dinner was great! but i was still bored. it was 9.15 by now. i was sitting in the balcony oiling my hair, suddenly i felt like watching movies. so i went to musica and got like 3 CDs. also got lays and maggi on the way.

checkmate, a fantastic marathi movie. the editting is superb! a few characters in the movie seemed familiar. like the vishal in the movie, was exactly like sumit. then there was sampat, whom i cud somehow relate to rini's dad. anyways, it ended by 1. for a few more hours i was listening to fuzon and water. i dint realise when i fell asleep. only when my neck hurt did i realise that i was sleeping on half of the mattress with my head on 2 pillows. other half was covered with my bag, sketchbook, cables and food. uh! i made some room and went back to sleep.

again, i dreamt of my house in mumbai. this time i also saw a few relatives roaming in the compound, but they dint come inside the house. like the house was locked or there was no one at hime or something. i cud see them from the windows tho. in the dream too i had just woken up and wandering in that house surprised to be there. i cud say that even tho its been 2 years i have shifted, i never saw that house in my dreams untill i moved in here with mum n sidd. hm..weird.

modifications!

since the blog i wrote last nite was pathetic and sulky, i thot i'd go back to what i had written b4 that and canceled to write the one that i published.
i dont wanna go into details, but point out some peaks of the evening, just to keep a memory.
a. stupid arguments over the place for food and movies with yash that spoilt my mood.
b. me getting pissed at pranav for holding me responsible for making yash eat all the time.
c. me saying that its either me and yash at a time or me and pranav, which was a reaction to what pranav keeps doing. and both their eyes were wet and red. i felt awful for having said that even as a joke.
d. yash thought i wanted the group to split, which actually is impossible after being so close. i hated he thought so.
e. yash wont come home saturday nite to watch movies coz he wants to stay at abhinav's. but i dont wanna sit wasting a whole day at home on sunday, so i prefer watching movies at night. anyways, i'll watch the movies alone and definitely not on his dvds.