return trip. ohgodd.

we live. and then we leave.
we are part of someone else's scenery.
you make friends and then they disappoint you.
and then you make new friends.





home, has never been so saddening to return to.

Incase we needed to go over the hierarchy setting again, here is a reminder.

Saw this on the way to the jogging park a week ago. You can't make it out in the photo, but the background contains a faint watermark saying "Rajini".
As in Rajinikanth.
Chennai is just SO fucked up, I mean, whatthewhat.
Seriously.

Woodland Creatures Inc.

This is what happens when you leave your window open on a rainy day when squirrels cannot find food. As cute as it is, that mango was mine.

Insert Name of Fallout Boy Song Here. You know. THAT one.

I wish I could dance. Dance well, that is. Of the several skills I eventually want to possess, dance is one. I want to do that sexy hair twirl hip swirl thing. It's so hot.

Mikey, Mikey, dinosaur. :)

See, you would think Mayukh is, in general a complete idiot.
And he is.
But he used to have pretty hair, he makes you feel good about your height, he fixes your electronic gadgets, and says things like -

Mayukh - for all things cute in this world i want you two to meet and have crazy amimal sex for an entire weekend

And yet he will not give me money to fulfill his faith in the system. Asshole, I say. Chhi, Mikey.

A day in the exciting life of.. well, not me.

This World Cup is becoming the weirdest one yet.
You know what's weird? Almost every single football player is hot. Seriously. Exceptions abound, you know, like Carlos Tevez, Peter Crouch, and the entire United States team. I don't get it. How can one ENTIRE team be so bad-looking? Have you seen Dempsey's face? He looks like a bush-baby. A very tall bush-baby.
Ick I say.

Toy Story 3 releases on the 25th of June. I have not been so excited since I found out that a thing called Mulan 2 existed. Eeeeeeeeeeee.
The only major thing I've done till now is made a decision to grow out my hair again. That is all.

Maago.

Kichu blog korar nei.
Aar kichu bolar nei.
Aamar phone charger haariye geche.
Aamar braces Wednesday theke.
Aamar jibon ekta dukho-r golpo, bujhle?

Mumma Day Speshul

Happy Mutter's Day, Mum. You're not as bad as I make you out to be, but of course, I'll never ever say that to your ego. :)

God, I hate you. Or do I? Yes I do. Not. Gahhhh.

So I wish I had the balls to tell you - 

You are what is both wrong and right with/for me.

P.S. - This isn't about you. Just saying.

The Magical World of Disney

I finally got my room mates to watch Mulan with me last night. I love that movie and they love that movie and I think I like them a little more now. 

"YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE? YOU'RE A MEAN GIRL! YOU'RE A BITCH!"

Life is my Regina George and I am Cady Malloy.

One more day.

I can DO this.

ONE.

MORE.

DAY.

And I can go back to regular classes.

Heh.

I know I love you like the million times I never said

Waiting for the Sun

So, where I used to live lived this little kid who is no longer little, but when he used to be little, he used to be one of the darndest ones ever. When he watched Koi Mil Gaya, he was so inspired by that solar panel on that cow-like alien Jadoo's head that he asked his mum very seriously - "Will I be supercharged too, if I stand in the sun?" And his mum, who naturlich thought he was joking, said yes, he would most certainly be supercharged if he stood in the sun. 

For about a week later, at 6:00 am, which was when the sun rose in Calcutta, you could see a little seven year old boy in his Dragonball-Z underwear, skinny legs and protruding ribcage, standing tall squinting at the sky, ramrod straight on the windowsill, waiting for the sun.

we're having a house warming party tonight.

pictures soon.

Veggie Delighted

I'm getting a sketchbook today.
More on that later.

well, you see, sometimes we just gots to smile.

I hate my family and I want to run away and live in the woods.

This is bat-shit crazy, man!

This is extremely funny at fucking 6.30 am in the fucking morning.
I'm obnoxious when I'm sleep-deprived.

Today I have realised

That I get depressed quite easily.
And that chocolate doesn't always help in the alleviation of strangely leaden mopey-ness.