Moving On....

This post is not written with reference to some boy or girl (modern age, naa!!) breaking off with me. It may appear very ambiguous, but who cares.

Won't blame you if you don't get a word :D

I'm here, right where I always was,

Not the same I feel this time,

The change has been changed, with no pause,

No laughter, no gay whispers, no music of chimes.

The support I leant on always ,

Long before, gone before I had realized so,

Had left me bruised, hurt, pretty sad,

Bemused, I asked, was I that idiotic to be asked to go?

People always remain the people that they are,

Their dictum, their rule is slapped on you,

And within no time, they get so far,

And you realize the nightmare is true.

I'm on my own,

And this is how I got to remain,

No emotion, no feeling I show in my tone,

Loneliness is me, now no more a pain.

P.S- If you didn't understand the poem- I'm not sad, I'm not angry, I'm not hurt. I'm just indifferent. So keep your hugs and chill maars to yourself.

Potterwatch? No more :'(

This post is dedicated to all my fellow and fellis (fellow’s female version :D) Harry Potter fanatics. There is nothing to look forward in life, since the series is completed.

To those who haven’t read Harry Potter:- Your life will remain incomplete forever. I pity you.
To those who read Harry Potter and hated it:- Crucio to you. Oh wait, take an Avada Kedavra too.

Some points which make you sure you have been obsessed with the Harry Potter books:

1) You have taken a paint brush or anything that remotely resembles a wand and muttered a few ‘Lumos’ and ‘Nox’ and tried to do a ‘Crucio’ at anyone laughing at you (Personal experience. Yes, I was a kid.)

2) You have sorely wished you could wipe out the memory of those kids, with a simple ‘Obliviate’, who keep ranting the subject matter at the top of their voice and yell out doubts, which make you feel dumber than ever.

3) You thought cricket is stupid after watching Quidditch.

4) For boys: You wonder why the smart girls of your batch are not as good looking as Hermione Granger.

5) For girls: You sorely wish there existed real Oliver Woods and Cedric Diggorys in your school/college.

6) You cried when Sirius, Dumbledore, Snape, Fred, Lupin, Dobby died.

7) You wished the pictures would move instead of being stationary.

8) For hostelites- You wonder why the food in Hogwarts was so good and why the food in every other hostel sucks big time.

9) You have compared your teachers with Umbridge, Flitwick, McGonagall and were amazed at how they have so much in common.

10) You have each spell, each of the decrees passed by Umbridge, each dialogue in the book mugged up, and you still struggle to learn 10 pages of your study material by heart.

11) You have joined orkut communities, started orkut communities, written blog posts, discussed on Facebook walls- just to predict or read what others have predicted regarding the content of the next book.

12) You jumped at every rumour of Ron being dead of Harry being dead in the last book and your hands trembled while you read the last book (Not exactly, considering most of us knew Harry would be alive, thanks to the stupid media who broadcasted it early in the morning)

13) You were very critical of the Harry Potter movies, and you irritated your friend who didn’t read the books and watched the movies, by telling them every 5 mins during the movie about which parts they missed and which parts they added and made it worse :D

14) You were sure History of Magic would be more interesting than the History you studied in school.

15) You realized that even if you were a wizard, you would still struggle at understanding female brains (snigger snigger!)

16) You can read the books a zillion times and discover a zillion new things each time you read it, although you have mugged it up by heart, already :D

Can add more and can simply go on. But will end here.
Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! :P

P.S- I know I have left out a zillion other things, but couldn’t make this post endless. You are welcome to add your own, or criticize these ones.

P.P.S- For all those who loved the new dress on my blog, and for all those who winced on seeing the pinkness on my blog- Thanks, thanks, thanks only to Nidzzi. Nidzzi, take a bow :D

Mads Moods Unleashed !!!!

Fed up of holidays, but don't want college to re-open,
Want to intern, but want to laze at home,
Want to be with friends, but then I avoid them,
Hug mom, but wish to run away from her,
Talk with dad, but get irritated at his sight,
Hang around with sis, but want to push her away,
Come online, and sit invisible,
Listen to music, and feel like punching the speakers,
Want to clear my room, but end up messing it more,
Read the news, and nothing goes in my head,
Want to write a sensible post, but my head is bursting,
Think about Dravid, and for once, don't blush,
Want to put my usual smileys here, but am in no mood to smile.

P.S- All the wise cracks that Mads is going mad or chill maar, you always get upset and your a depressing queen, WILL NOT BE...appreciated :|
P.P.S- Any wise cracks on the words 'moods' will seriously hamper your chances of making a good impression on my mom, since she reads my blog.
P.P.P.S- In case, yours truly made your mood worse than ever by publishing such a un- mads-like post, you may please move your ass to our joint blog and comment on the post on childhood memories \:D/

OMG!! But..Why?? How?? Thanks anyway....

I finally, finally, finally, shook off my laziness and ran helter-skelter on this HUGE google site and looked for awards for all of you. Phew. Don't expect any awards for the next 2 decades. I'll ask my kids to give you awards then. Hmmph.

The first series of awards go to each and everyone on my blogroll list (including Fake IPL Player, Chetan Bhagat, but not Shobhaa De, because I kicked her out. Other blogs are better than hers, grump grump) and also to those blogs where I have ever commented.



The next award is for my closest blog buddies and we share the same chaddi i.e. my joint shiters in our joint blog

For Peter:


The blogging world's Chandler Bing deserves nothing less than the man himself :D

For Abhinav:



The funny man, the comic relief, the definition of Lol and Rofl and Lmao. That's him.


For Nidzzi:



Don't beat me :D She gets up, she blogs. She sleeps, she blogs. She had Long Island Tea, and within minutes, the entire blog world knows it. That's my favouritest girl blogger and she's my 1st female blogger friend :)

The next is for ALL the girls I know. Which includes Nidzzi, Harshita, Amrita, Amrita~Ams, Bhawana, Sweta, Dhanya, Ne, Trinaa, HP, Kajal, PJ, Aditi, Dr. Acula, Disha, Akansha, Saheli, Aninya, Pseudo Intellectual, Enchanting Anki, Sia, Crystal. Phew.



We rock, don't we? \:D/

The next is the sweet blogger, which goes to the same girls as mentioned above.
Realize it would be too gay to give this award to guys :-s



Nexter (Wah Mads, and you claim you know English!) is the Versatile Blogger award.
These blogs always have something new to offer (heeheehee services nahi re) and they define the word hatke.

It goes to Abhinav, Peter, Stupidosaur, Chitwan, Amrita, Amrita~Ams, Fake IPL Player (saala haram khor. Accept this award, nalayak!!) Abhishek, Arnab, Anurag, Sarath, Urv, Abhishek Asthana, Multimenon, Mahul, Pseudo Intellectual, Crystal



Nextest is the Motivational Award. I used to look at my own blog for motivation, but when all is lost, these blogs make me look at life with a different perspective.
The winners are, Nidzzi, Pallav, Harshita,Mishra,Ashutosh, Chitwan.



Nextesti (This word sounds so pervert, somehow) is the passionate blogger. Their comments, their posts, brings out the love for blogging. It's for those who blog straight from the heart and for them (so it seems) the blog is not just a blog. It's something more than that.
It goes to Fake IPL Player (Seriously!!!) Dr. Acula, Dream'R, Peter, Multimenon, Shaunak, Buzz, Kajal, Pallav, Abhinav, Nidzzi, Amrita, Amrita~Ams.



Nextester is the funny blogger award. To humour me is not an easy task at all. It goes to Abhinav, Abhishek, Abhishek Asthana, Amrita, Amrita~Ams, Peter, Dream'R, Stupidosaur, Chitwan, More Orangee, Urv



I'm seriously not giving any awards in future. How taxing :O Ouch Owww Sob Sniff.

Barcelona just beat Manchester United to win the Champions League. Poor boys. Heart break moment che. It's so nice being a girl and obsessing over Miley Jab Hum Tum's story instead of seeing a match and brooding over days over it. Maybe my awards will cheer them up :-s

P.S- I know, I have missed out on putting some people's links along with their names. It's because my computer is playing a cruel trick on me. Sue me, will you!!!!

A Lil' of Fag, Booze and Dope....

I guess I'm back.
I left blogging on my blog because of lots and lots of reasons. And I'm not really happy to be back here, frankly. It's more like I missed reading all your blogs, than writing over here. I love blogging, but there are lot of unexplained reasons why I don't want to blog anymore.

Also, I had taken some resolutions which I had to fulfil when I left, but I'm back and I've still not fulfilled them, but at least I'm in the process.

This blog will have some changes. I want to bring in different styles to my writing (Whatever that means), so will be experimenting....

Have nothing to write, so here's a poem I had written 2 months back, when I was in a bad mood.

Fag, Smoke and some Dope

Smoke 'em up,
Just feel the rush,
A puff, just once,
Forget yourself totally,
A long inhalation, high me,
I'm in heaven, baby......

A shot, just a quick one,
A sensation, throat's on fire,
I'm floating, up in air,
A flurry of emotions,
No worries, no caution,
Let me be, forever.....

A sniff of the powder,
I wanna take in more,
Just a lil' more,
I can't think, I'm lovin' it,
I'm no loser,
I'm available, any takers?

P.S- The last line does not hold true. And the same applies to the entire poem, i.e. I really didn't try all this out, and its just fiction. I just wanted to try out something new, rather than the same old funny poems, and also wanted to make this one non-rhyming. Hope you like it.
P.P.S- Appreciate all the support (and taunts of "pagal!!" and "mads, your mad" and the like, which I got from you people,after my previous post. It's you guys who made me want to come back here and lift my spirits.
It's nice to be back :-)
P.P.P.S- Yes, I didn't get a nice picture for this post. Kill me. Hmmph!!!

BRB, and it's not just a Bathroom Break....

Cutting my usual crap, and jumping straight to the point, I hereby announce that I am quitting blogging for a while.
It's not an impulsive decision, nor a publicity stunt (I wish it was a bloody publicity stunt)
I've lost the spirit to blog and the eagerness to read other's blogs. It's like a burden or obligation now. And I started blogging, for myself, to let myself free in this small window. But now, I force myself to open my blog link and vent out whatever I have to say. Which just doesn't seem right, because Mads Mad Mess wasn't born for this purpose.

The reason for Mads Mad Mess's birth was firstly, to vent out my personal experiences out here. Then it, by chance, changed into a funny blog where people came,laughed shamelessly, accused my family of being the funniest clowns ever born :P and ran away. I'm indebted to each and everyone who commented on my blog, since all of you have motivated me and made me realize how special I was to you.

A lot has been happening in my life. Like, I'm studying law, and I have 2 years remaining, and I don't know if law is what I want to study. At 20,everyone calls me immature,a kiddo who doesn't have any aim in life, and some worse insults which I would rather not put over here. I'm going through my lowest phase and I need some drastic changes. How is all that connected to blogging, you ask?

Sigh.

And once my Mom reads this post, the first thing she will do is take me to a psychiatrist :P

I have disabled comments for this post, and i request all of you not to comment on other posts regarding this matter, or on my orkut/facebook profile or gtalk chat. Nor ask me to read your blogs saying you miss my comments on your blog. It just doesn't feel right when I read posts when I don't feel like reading them.

No offence meant to anyone, but since each one of you is special to me, I'm writing a post and going away, otherwise I just would have vanished in thin air.
I'll stay alive and kicking on our joint blog, shit for tat....

I've been thinking on these lines since starting of April.
I will come back, I don't know when, I don't know how, but I will come back.
Rahul Dravid Promise.

Poor Gujarat, The Home Coming and a Grandpa Joke

Thanks to all those people who Mannat maangofied for me for the exams and a kick for those who didn't, I managed decently in 5 papers and fared miserably in one (Everyone screwed up, so I guess it's ok).

Who cares? I'm (mostly, hopefully, kinda) in 4th year now. Only 2 more years and I officially (mostly, hopefully, kinda) become a lawyer, although I don't know if a lawyer is what I want to become.

I didn't get my voter's id card on time, even though I registered through Jagoore.com, which proves how efficient the government is. I couldn't vote, and I'll never forgive myself if Gujarat goes to the dogs, just because of my missing vote.

Sniff.

My sister is coming back to India after almost 9 months in the U.S. Things she will/has to do-

1) Start your entrance on the footsteps of India by asking, "Abbe, Sachin ne kitna banaya?"

2) Announce, "It's so hot here. You know, in the U.S. (in a bragging plus ironic tone) it was boiling hot at 2 degrees!"

3) Eat panipuri with special gutter pani and urine mixed with the chutney.

4) Drive the activa and turn and watch an accident, and meet with an accident yourself =)

5) Meet all the relatives who would say, "Hawww, you are 22 now!! Are you going back to U.S? When will you get married then?" And then give a'Wtf-is-wrong-with-you,understand-that-your-daughter-is-upto-something-with-some-firanga-who-is-out-to-rob-her look to my parents (Naah, my relatives are too cool for that, actually)

A Grandfather joke.

Q.How can you avoid mosquito bites while you are sleeping?

A.Sleep after the mosquitoes go off to sleep.



I'm betting on Mumbai Indians to win IPL. What about you?
(Bets are illegal in India)
If Sachin Tendulkar is reading this, please check out Urv's post on an awesome dedication to you.
Oh yeah, others can read it too....

P.S- I'm joking about my sis being a snob. She can't wait to come back to India and she can wait till eternity to go back to the U.S.