The author of this blog stopped writing here long time back. The posts published here embarrass her now. And hence, there is very little chance that she is going to write here again.

This blog is hence declared to be in a state of COMA.

Some common Metr-O-bservations

Here are some of the most common Metr-O-bservations that I have made over time in my Metro-journeys. Traveling alone in the Metro can certainly make you a keen observer.
There is almost always a kid in love with the windows and poles in the metro: revolving at at least 500 rpm, as if to break a Guinness world-record or something. It may also be a little girl, but it's more likely to be a little champ. Boys develop this energy-issue quite early, I suppose, they always seem to have too much of it. I remember seeing my kid brother run about in the house at 50 km/hr. just for the heck of it! He'd end up sweated, exhausted, breathless and all: and enjoying all of it! And to top it all, he'd start running allover again like a madman! It was so crazy! Maybe boys are crazy from quite an early age.

The Catcher In The Rye: A Book-Review

It has been around a week since I completed this novel; feels a little awkward to say, but I really really "miss" reading it. Such was the connect.
For those who don't know, I am not an ardent reader. The number of books, fiction in particular, that I have read in my life, is so less, that I keep adding every book I read to my Facebook profile, just to keep a count for myself. Further, it is not that I don't like reading, I actually have loved reading whenever I did, but due to reasons known and unknown, I never got into it habitually, never had people around who'd really urge me to try it or was always pre-occupied with various other activities, being the "multi-hobby-ed" person that I am.

Another seven-pointer: not in support of anything

I had been voicing my opinion about the ongoing movement like most of us—in Facebook status updates. Till at some point of time, it got more serious, thus drawing widely varied response. I then decided to gather all that I have to say:my doubts/fears/reasons for lack of faith in the Lokpal/whatever you may call them, in an article for this blog. But with some literary goodness, it happened to make way to a bigger platform—The NTMN.

The Americans: an observation

The Americans are such hopeless narcissists that they just want to eliminate YOU from everywhere. Thus for them, "colour" becomes "color", "favour" becomes "favor" and so on.
Like I said, they just want to eliminate "U" from everywhere!
:D
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"INDIA": A pledge

64th Independence Day and we are no better than who we were, back then, as official "slaves". Makes me wonder, how fruitful has this independence really turned out to be? Illiteracy, over-population, poverty, corruption, pollution, female foeticide, casteism and WHAT NOT: there are problems galore, waiting since 1947 to be addressed by a united nation. Anyone listening? No.
Not by people, not by leaders, we are governed by differences. Differences of cast, color, creed, religion, rich-poor and so on. India is one: one Hindu, one Muslim, one Sikh, one Christian, one rich, one poor, one man, one woman, one upper caste, one lower caste: India is "one". 

Once upon a time during end-sems!

<Some day in the month of May>
<Year 2011>
<End Semester Exam: Information Technology>
I entered the examination hall 15 minutes late today, deliberately. There were a few derivations and formulae I wanted to take a last look at, at ANY cost and having said that, 15-20 minutes definitely wasn't all that costly for me. If you think that's too stubborn of me, I can offer my reasoning for the same. You may or may not find it sensible, but then, whatever. 

Songs of a legend called "Kishore Kumar"

I wanted to do something related to music. "What better than blogging," I thought.
I wanted to begin the noble task with a sincere post about someone/something totally great. "Who better than Kishoreda," I thought again. 
Lucky I was, to be bugged by the novel idea of exploring more, the eternal love of my life called "music", on the day when one of the... no, THE greatest legend of Hindi Music was born—Kishore Kumar(4 August 1929 – 13 October 1987).

Engineering a non-geek's rants

There are things that I want to do
Others, that I ought to do
Still others, that I'd hate to do
Sadly, those are the ones I ought to do.
Meet me—a to-be Software Engineer
Who loves to sing, dance, write, talk and hear
With coding not a part of the long list

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