Clean, Green, Really?

Ok, so we all crib about the sad state of affairs India is in. We crib about the unorganized traffic, the laidback nature of policemen, we sadly look on as men pee merrily on roads, spit on roads or litter.

I have a policy of getting angry on person A and removing my frustration on person B. (sniggers) Yeah, because with some friends, you just can't show your frustration or if it's parents then you just have to give up without arguing. So why not turn towards the outsiders and especially such wrong-doers?

Contrary to what everyone thinks, I DO NOT WEAR the black coat or gown when I go to the High Court for my internship. Only after I clear the bar exam next year, I'm allowed to wear the coveted black gown (AND I WILL LOOK AWESOME IN IT-*gulps*) So, I don't have any proof to show ki bhai, I'm not as sweet and innocent as I look, I'm a nasty lawyer who likes to keep the streets clean and spitting on roads is equivalent to Kasab's war against India for me. My mom doesn't encourage this 'shouting on autowale when they spit' business of mine, because I'm a dainty girl and all that rubbish, and yes I admit it, sometimes the autowales abuse me or drive rashly or do ajeeb harkatein just because I asked them not to spit on the roads (A Hyderabadi experience, it was :P ). I don't think it's still a valid reason to stop them for spitting, right?

I ran a google search for the Ahmedabad Municipality Corporation (AMC) website, looking for the fine to be imposed for spitting, littering, peeing on the roads(unfortunately I can't stop a man from peeing on the road, but it's good to know, maybe I can tell/threaten all you males to stop it) But the website is like ridiculous. I couldn't find anything concrete, and my hatred for the government increased as high as Sachin Tendulkar's average against Australia this year (Above 100 I mean, btw) Somewhere randomly it is mentioned that the fine ranges between 50-500 bucks.

Now, despite being a lawyer, I cannot collect fines from them, but at least I can threaten them.

You can do the same, by just making an effort to stop them. Whether they listen to you or not is their headache, but at least you can contributing your part in keeping your city clean.

P.S- I didn't mean to make the full post about this.Man I can talk on the most random things on earth.... :(

Btw, the pic is true, spitting and littering is banned in Shimla.

See you next time :)

Stopped.

WTF AM I DOING?


This is one question I ask myself gazillion times a day.

I cry and crumble into pieces wondering what I am doing.

Where am I headed to in life?

Do I even like law?

Was it just another bloody impulse when I took up law?


Frankly, during all my internships, I have worked hard, but I am not happy doing that.

It's like a burden on me. My knowledge in law is almost zilch.

What are my parents and sister gonna say if I tell them I don't know what I want to do after I graduate?

I graduate in April 2011.

I can't go for career counselling because I have been there after my 12th and my aptitude results showed that they didn't know what is perfect for me! Hah! I was born screwed!

I changed my blog url so that none of my relatives or college friends read my blog now. And if they do it, they'll drag me for career counselling, or a psychiatrist or make me drop a year, something.

Ok, I ranted crap right now. And if I'm depressing you to death or I bored you, don't bother commenting CRAP and I don't care a damn if you didn't like the irritating music coming out of my playlist. That's the least of my worries now.

Almost forever, I have helped each and every friend of mine get through their problems and shit in life, so when I need someone, just stand by or else fuck off.

I have had enough with people.
P.S- Just a little happy element in the post- Anjaana Anjaani was awesome.

Blabbereddddd :P

The smile in your eyes,

The charm in your talk,

The sweetness in your spice,

The ease in your walk,

The mood from low to high,

The love behind the angry glare,

The laugh behind your cry,

The awkward glance in your stare,

The kid in your office suit,

The handsome man in ganji-shorts,

The blabbermouth when you're mute,



The lame pics for which you have the hots,

The 'I need you' in your 'get lost',

My uncombed hair, you ruffle with glee,

The responsibility you take for my cost,

The sadness in my wink, you can see,

The problem of mine becomes a solution,

My simple sniff becomes a grave disease,

My cruel words are like a love potion,

Every argument, debate, fight you inevitably cease.



When everything is perfect, things are still so wrong,

This is bloody fiction, how did you like this song? :P

Making the Right Choice

Right now, I'm stuck in this phase, where everything is moving too fast, or suddenly things move way too slowly. A lot is gonna change in the coming months, and I should be welcoming the change. I remember, I took this genuine aptitude test sorta thing long back, and I found out that I have a phobia of moving forward. Now, it's not exactly the awesomest phobia, I prefer being scared of dogs and escalators. I like meeting new people , trying out new things, having changes in my life, but I'm actually actually scared I won't be happy where I go. If I have a job and I don't like it and I can't come out of it, being the person that I am, I'm just not gonna survive in such an environment!

I always thought that whatever I do in my life, will be what I WANT to do. I thought my first job will be what I deserve, and what I like, and what I want to do forever. But, a lot of my friends are doing jobs just for the heck of it, or just to waste one year till they go for their higher studies. I dunno how they can survive doing something they don't like!

I see myself doing the same thing now. I dunno why, but I feel my ego is getting a beating somewhere if I do a job which I'm not enjoying. I mean I haven't got a job yet, but now I know it's gonna be something which won't be my first preference.

Maybe it's peer pressure, or what, I dunno, but everyone I know who is going to graduate this year is stressed and behaving like a total maniac. So bear with me, since you have also been through the same phase before, or you are gonna go through the same phase soon.

Whoever said that after 12th, your life is set and college is only gonna be fun and party, is gonna get a whack from Chulbul Pandey. Oyeeeeeeeeeeee Dabbang!! Awesome or what?!?! I'm high on Salman all over again!!! But I still miss the cute romantic Sallu in Maine Pyaar Kiya and Hum Aapke Hai Kaun. Although, this hawt police inspector was a welcome change! Special mention to Sonu Sood. Mmmmmmm :D

And listen to 2012 by Jay Sean!! Awesome lyrics, good music, good Jay Sean, fun fun fun !!!

A small favour from you guys. Please vote for this film. It requires logging in, so please don't be lazy, it's for a noble cause! You can do your good deed for today!! =D

http://www.linktv.org/viewchangefilmcontest/films/view/1056

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The Date with the Future Indian cricket team star- Part 3

I'm sure all you oldies must be remembering this post of mine?
http://madhuriaries.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-date-with-future-indian-cricket-team.html
And all you newbies need to read Part 1 and Part 2 of this post, to be able to understand this post! :P

Guess what? I found him on Facebook! Well, not exactly his profile. His fan page! I got it through Team Punjab fan club. I was busy avoiding my projects, so something came up and I decided to google search for him again. This FB page just started, so well :D

His pic isn't that clear, but hey, something is better than nothing :P

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Preet-Kamal-Rai/139476882751258?ref=sgm&v=wall#!/pages/Preet-Kamal-Rai/139476882751258?v=info

Let's see if he ends up googling his own name and reads this post. All I can say is, hello, remember me? :P
P.S- Read the wall! He made 147*. Btw, he didnt' even lie about his birthday despite knowing he is younger than me! He was in college 1st year, studying psychology when I was in my 3rd year. He's only some months younger than me though. Oh, I should shut up now. I don't like him!

:P

365 Days.

It's been a year since the last talk,
A year since you fed the cows in the morn,
A year since we had our last walk,
A year since you fed me butter wala corn,
A year since you teased Granny as a routine,
A year since you ate oily disgusting potato chips,
A year since you gulped zillions of calcium and protein,
A year since you asked me GK riddles,
A year since you stared unblinkingly at Deepika Padukone,
A year since you were as fit as a fiddle,
A year since you fed me chocolate cones.

A year since you put up with my tantrums,
A year since you made every pain seem mild,
A year since you cheered up when I was glum,
A year since you played with your great grand child,
A year since you followed politics diligently,
A year since you discussed the future of Indian cricket with me,
A year since you flirted with Granny in front of us shamelessly,
A year since you smiled that last smile with so much glee.

I wished you Happy Independance Day when I last talked to you.

Was it a coincidence that it turned out to be the last thing I ever said to you?

Each day since then, about you, I always ponder,

It's true, absence makes the heart grow fonder.

P.S- Some newbies might not get it, so have to clarify, I guess. This post is a dedication to my grandpa who passed away a year ago. My grandmom is still alive, FYI. And yes I'm okay, just thought I should write something about him.

A Mature lesson on Immaturity.

I deleted the last post because it wasn’t a worthy birthday post, rather it wasn’t worthy of a post at all :P This is a long post, with a LOT to tell you, so read it or else click the X button and leave.

I started my final year in college this week. This is the last of the 5 years that we spent together but I felt like I was meeting them for the first time. The tension of placements and confusion of what to do after graduation is getting on to everyone. I don’t blame them, but it’s just getting depressing day by day. People glare at you if you Facebook. People stare at you if you laugh. I’m not the person to stress or to become hyper even if it means staying unemployed after graduation. I’m a practical person with almost 10 back up plans after my graduation. I know I’ll figure out something, but no one is letting me just be me. This has been a really difficult week in college…If any of my batchmates is reading this…I want you to stay cool! Or if you still want to freak out every single day till college ends…Then let me be me. You take stress, you lose hair, you get pimples and wrinkles.

I never had good friends in my life ever. I became close to my school friends only after I started my college. Even in college, I made only 3 good friends- 2 seniors and one batchmate. So in short, I do socialize, I do talk, but some friends who I think I'm close to, suddenly say they can’t stand me since I’m too immature for them!

Now, let’s make this post on immaturity. Immaturity is doing something without thinking about the repercussions? No, wait that’s being impulsive! And better be impulsive and get done with what you want to do, than be confused and ponder whether I should/could/would have done it or not. Then, let’s see...Immaturity is when you nag and crib and create a fuss about things? I haven’t even properly nagged and cried my heart out to my mom or friends when my grandpa died. Beat that! Then, hmmm…Immaturity must be when you think of your future and list out the things you want to do. Isn’t that simply being ambitious? Ok, then immaturity is when you crack PJs or laugh aimlessly. Then just look into the mirror and count how many wrinkles you have, and while you are at that, check out my dimple on my right cheek! Next, immaturity is when you randomly say nice things and are affectionate to your friends. The last time I checked, that was being expressive and…cute! And the best way to let your friend know how much you love them!

I have loads of definitions for what I think is immaturity but it’s only mature not to do that, since the real immature people are going to freak out on me if I do that ;)

Am I immature? Think again.

P.S- A quote I always quote and I want everyone who has been called immature at any point in time to use it as your defence- “Maturity is when and where to be immature.”

P.P.S- I feel like God! Happy 3^rd Birthday to my blog- Brian! This post will surely displease a lot of people, but I just want you to know…That it’s not worth it to judge a friend and simply term them as immature after a small misunderstanding or leg-pulling session. That little big thing called ego shouldn’t come in between, if you are friends.