pigs

The other day my cousins Rashmi,Ashwin and myself went to the farm to see the baby pigs.They're cute but they stink so much!I guess thats why they're called pigs..and they eat anything!!
Here's a video of some of them



This video is of Rashmi holding one of the piglets.They squeal like you're going to slaughter them.Well eventually they would be slaughtered but not now anyway,they're small and won't go for a good price...lol...


Then i saw this baby pig pooping..it looked like a small blob of yellow color cream..and after it finished,the mother came and ate it!!It was so disgusting!!
I don't know if i can eat pork again!!

Father of the nation

I have an older sister.Most of you know her.Just to make things clear,this is not about her.And i'm also sure most of you know the "father of our nation"-Mahatma Gandhi.

*If you are a big mahatma fan,please hit the back button.But this is all in good humor so dont take it personally.*

Ever since i was small,my sister told me he was not THAT good like how people made it seem.That the people who actually fought and shed blood have not been recognised.And that this man just sits and says ahimsa and he's some big hero.That he always had two women beside him and he thought by wearing torn old clothes people would feel sorry for him.That he had good cambridge education but now was sending the poor brits away.And because of the British rule we have trains and roads and buildings.And if the british were still here,Prince William would be visiting every vacation and somehow he would fall in love with my sister and they would have indish or engdian kids...and blah blah..
So anyway,when i was in Madras,i came across this billboard that said,


"You must be the change you want to see in the world."
Mahatma Gandhi
Indian political and spiritual leader (1869 - 1948)

I loved this quote!And after seeing this,i started liking Gandhi a little more.I never disliked him.I mean he did do lots of nice things i'm sure.
Don't ask me why i even did this post but i wanted all of you to know this quote.I haven't started applying it but i'm sure i will someday when i'm OLDer...

some eye candy for you all

I've decided to be nice and give all of you a little treat.

Gitu's list of good looking men(i was going to say top totty-too much influence from teeny bopper magazines i've been going through from the late 90's).

1.Zac efron

claim to fame:high school musical

2.Stephen gately

claim to fame:boyzone,new beginning,joseph,cinderella,dancing on ice

3.Kavana

claim to fame:instinct

4.Rodrigo santoro

claim to fame:charlie's angels,love actually

5.Santiago cabrera

claim to fame:heroes

6.Jude law

claim to fame:loadsa movies i guess

7.Jonathan knight

claim to fame:new kids on the block

8.Eloy de Jong

claim to fame:caught in the act,stephen gately

9.Criss angel

claim to fame:mind freak

10.Elliot yamin

claim to fame:american idol

nice?

can i have two titles?

I was looking at this old sock of mine.Here's how it looks,it is white with red horizontal stripes.The toe and heel part are black.And in the feet part it has a big white heart and in black it says,"sweet".I guess you can imagine how ugly it would look.It was so ugly that i actually found it sort of cute.I don't know if that makes sense.

There's this old man who lives in my street.He has a phobia for cars.So everytime he's standing in the street corner and we drive by,he starts moving around,jumping about and stuff.I used to find that quite ridiculous.But now since i'm older and wiser,i put myself in his shoes(i don't think he wears anything on his feet but you know what i mean) and i think he's actually very brave cause imagine i was standing in the street corner and this huge turkey (or any other evil bird for that matter)the size of a car comes zooming towards me...just the thought of it makes me want to die.And i probably would have some minor heart attack everytime the turkey car came near me.So never think someone else's phobia is any less than yours.

nostalgia

I'm home now.And i don't do much here.Yesterday i was looking through some old CD's i have and i found my spice girls one.I put it on and it felt like it was from some different era.It felt nice yet weird.And then i ofcoarse listened to some boyzone songs after years maybe.No matter what anju thinks,i haven't listened to them or stephen gately in ages.Well anyway,i felt like i was listening to the music of my days.All this is stuff from a decade ago.I never thought i would say stuff like that but it's true.I'm old now.When i was 11 i couldn't wait to be 21 well now that i am,its not all that great!
Then for dinner my aunt called me to kanyakumari cause some of her friends were visiting from sri lanka and they have a daughter who's 16.And this girl was asking whether i liked ludacris,nickleback and i'm like huh?And she's like,"you know,hip hop music" and i truly did feel old when i said i liked michael jackson,boyzone,and other 80's and 90's stuff!And in an attempt to sound cool i said,"oh i like destiny's child and i listen to eminem at times" and i then learnt they both hadn't released any music in a while...
This morning i check my bulletin board and i got this message from stephen gately(its on myspace..so its not actually him) and well,seems like he's going to act in this play called Godspell as Jesus...I wasn't too happy when i heard that...For reasons some of you may know..
Well anyways i got this dream last night that zip yelled at me horribly for not attending the youth meetings on saturday...she's haunting my dreams also...lol..
I'm home alone now...and i can't even have a wild party if i wanted to cause
1)There's no one here that i want to invite.
2)My house is sandwiched between my two uncle's houses.
3)I'm not 18 anymore.
4)If the house got dirty,my mom really would kill me.
5)I'm not a fun person.

Today is my school "canteen day"...How i used to love canteen day!All the food,the competition,the fun...i wanted to go today even though its been 4 years since i finished school but i then realized i would be asked too many questions that i didn't want to answer by too many people.I went to my little cousin Rohan's house and they were making cutlets and cakes and i still remember Anju and me doing that when we were in school...oh well...

i don't know!

I feel like i want to or have to write something.But my mind is totally blank.There is so much inside of me that i feel like shouting out but i know i cannot.
I don't know why i'm feeling so weird...maybe i do know but i don't know if that's exactly the reason to the way i feel.
Ok i'm going to stop feeling weird.What's the point anyway?It's your own doing and then you just end up feeling lousy.So i'm going to learn to command my brain to snap out of its sorry state whenever it gets into it(like all the time).So how am i going to learn to do that?Here's how:
1.Brain,stop it!
2.Brain,don't get into this mode.I do NOT like it.
3.Brain,You're not making me feel good.
4.Brain,you're the one who gave me the stupid idea to do whatever it is that made me feel this way,so make it go away.It's your fault.
5.Heart(poor brain,taking all the blame),your'e no better than brain.
6.Heart,you think too much(the brain is helping).
7.Heart,right now it's totally your fault.
8.Heart,just pump blood,ok.Don't do anything else.
9.Heart,stop it with all the mushy feelings.
10.Hands,stop typing,your'e not making any sense.

You know what,i'm actually feeling totally ok now.I'm must be a genius and i did'nt even know!!My brain doesn't help me at times.

Random things about me

Here are some random things about me that you may or may not know:

1.I have a really bad phobia for birds.Any bird.
2.I used to believe i was from the sun(this was when i was really young though.I used to get these deja vu moments when i saw the sun,sarbath(this orange drink) and jelebi(an orange sweet)).
3.I was once called by the principal for kicking a guy.He told his parents and they came to school to complain.(the stupid guy did not tell his part of the story which was tickling my legs for which he got kicked.So i told the principal this infront of his parents..i guess you can imagine who got yelled at).
4.I hate it when people tickle me.
5.n i dnt realy lyk it wen ppl typ lyk tis.cs it taks 2 mch tym to dcode.
6.My friends and i used to prank call people a LOT when we were in school.And we used to prank e-mail and chat with people pretending to be others.
7.When i first heard about euthanasia,i thought it was about the youth in asia.
8.I still remember the name and user id of the first person i ever "chatted" with online(it was using aol messanger under anju's screen name,i was 11 or 12).
9.I have a tendency to be attracted to men who's sexual orientation is favored towards other men.
10.I once saw something else and thought they were balloons.And i was not too discreet about it(I was only 10!).
11.I changed my name for a bried period of time when i was in 7th or 8th standard.
12.I used to be obssessed with barbies..i still quite like them.
13.I wanted to be a fashion designer when i was in 12th standard(most of my math notes then had many of my drawings of clothes!).
14.Before i joined college,i had practised the speech i would give when i got my best outstanding/university first/best extracurricular activities/best overall student award(I got none of the above).
15.I used to have a HUGE crush on salman khan when i was younger.
16.My first crush was jonathan knight(i bet i didnt even know what a crush was then but i thought he was very good looking).
17.After watching the movie stigmata,i imagined that happening to me and thought it was quite cool.
18.I played the evil queen who wanted John the baptist's head when i was in kindergarten(I still don't know how they could make someone with such an innocent face to play such a role).
19.I used to have lots of pen pals from all over the world during the years 1996-2001.I still have all their letters.
20.I started writing a book when i was 13...I wrote 2 chapters.I found it when i was 16 or 17 and almost died of embarrasment!

That's all i can think of now!

something to write about

I was reading the news on yahoo! the other day and i found an article about Sania mizra and Shahar Peer who were going to play together and how some of the muslims and jews actually protested cause its not right for a muslim and jew to play together,it might cause problems,how it has caused problems in the past and blah blah blah.I thought it was ridiculous!Its about tennis!!!NOT about islam,NOT about judaism and not even that much about Sania or Shahar!!It's about the game they're going to play.But then again i guess the press,the reporters,the newspapers need something to talk about,so why not talk about this?OH MY,a muslim and a jew!Playing together!*Shocker*
Now since i started this blog i kind of imagine how reporters or newspaper/magazine writers might feel(i'm not saying i'm even anywhere close to their level) cause sometimes you feel like you just HAVE to write something.Like at times,i look at some of my posts(maybe this one)and think,"why did i write that?".And i realized i wrote just for the sake of writing SOMETHING!It didn't matter at that time if the post was crap..So i guess i'm actually quite a hypocrite for starting off all annoyed with those tabloid people...cause i'm kinda like them..on a much smaller and less scandalous base!And i guess i better stop writing before i throw in more crap!

the rain,the sand and the sea

The rains poured out from the dark sky.It poured,how it poured.The phone rings,it is from my oldest and closest friend asking if we could go to the beach.How long,i wondered since we've been to the beach together.Memories from the past came flooding to my head.Memories when we were children,going to the beach,holding hands,our dads yelling,"dont go too far,come closer", jumping when the waves reached our legs,catching crabs(the sea creature)with our hands,making sand castles and then destroying them,writing our names in the sand and hoping someone from the far heavens could see it....ah,good memories indeed.So we went to the beach in the rain.Beautiful,how marvellous it looked,the rough waters of the indian ocean and the grey clouds crying out.I did not think we would go into the waters but we did(and though i did not have spare clothes).It was just like the old days(but with far too less number of people).We held hands and squealed every time a big wave came.The sea was angry,its currents strong but we were brave.But we were not stupid to go too far.In a sudden adventurous moment,i asked my friend if we could go further in and she said she didnt want to die this way and also she did not have her passport with her(in case we reached sri lanka).And i thought about my life being taken away by the waters(my dad did not know i went to the beach,he would not allow me cos the sea was rough and it was raining) and i said out loud ,"oh no, i cant die now,my dad will kill me".My friend laughed like she was going to die.But its true,if i got drowned in the beach,my dad would see my body and probably beat me saying,"i told you you can't go,this is what you get for being disobidient"(i may exaggerate a bit).

And then we built a sandcastle...well it was in reality more of a sand fortress and my tower was the most beautiful with a viewing place and four windows(my friends would say theirs was the best looking but no,it was mine).The sky then decided to pour out harder than ever and we had to leave.

We then went to my uncles beach house and got dressed(i found some clothes there for me to wear) and then got stuck in the biggest traffic jam this town has probably seen and then we saw this accident and a woman was on the road,possibly hurt but not too hurt.And people got down from their cars and bikes and went towards her to WATCH!They were not helping one bit.If they didnt want to help they could just leave but they all stood around her and stared and this one family came all dressed up for it like they were going for some wedding and once the injured lady left,they left too.But they just came there and stood around.It was was so annoying.

This was how my day went yesterday.I tried writing like some fancy author would but i guess i'm just not cut out for that!

is love soft?

Shalom!

Erev tov!that is good evening to all those who don't understand hebrew...heheh...yeah yeah i know im showing off!Anyways,i'm back from Israel and i'm so in love with it.Most people who know me probably know how much i've been wanting to go and finally God paved the way for me and though it was not like how i thought it would be,it was still amazing.I had a great time and i recommend going to Israel to anyone!We saw so many places i had to keep a diary and write in whatever we did that day or else i'm sure i wouldn't remember!And i have to mention this...the people there are really good looking!

So,back to my title,"is love soft?".My sister got this new toilet paper and its called something(i forgot) and it says "Soft like love" and since most of you know that I haven't really been in love(sans Steve gately) i would honestly like to know,"is love soft?"

dancing cow

This is a video i took of the cow on anju's table.Its dancing!!But at times it looks like its having the fits or some sort of demon possession!

I have a lot of free time on my hands now and i dont feel like doing anything useful!!

either gay or married

I have to write this!i do not want anyone asking me anything but i have to say what's on my mind!!

Why is it that anyone i really like is ,well ,unavailable?Take my first love,Stephen gately..ok so he's a celebrity and all but i was young and i really really liked him.And i was quite stupid then(i was young remember) and thought one day he would come for me.I also had this another stupid crush on someone in school(i forgot who it was!) but then found out he liked someone else and i was not upset cos i knew i have Steve and he would come for me(i think i read too many corny love stories back then).But Steve had to have gone and spoilt it all by coming out!"I'm gay and in love"....ahhhhh!!!How those words hurt me then.It was june 16 1999 when he came out but i knew only on june 17 1999(rashmi's birthday).I think i cried for like 3 days and i tore up some of his posters.I was a little crazy then.Then i went to another extreme and started liking Steve's then boyfriend Eloy de jong as well!And i was very happy for them as a couple and was quite upset when they broke up.After a while i just stopped caring for Steve and his gay life!I do like him cos he was after all my first true love and he is after all VERY hot!And for anyone who cares,he's "married" his partner Andy cowles.

Well i never REALLY liked anyone after that but had the random crushes like everyone else..But there was someone i liked.I'm NOT saying who!I don't even know why i liked him but i did.You do not know who he is so please don't ask me.Well i found out today that he's married!!It was quite a shock and im a bit sad.Waaahh! And he didnt even tell me that he's married i found out through someone else. Life can sometime be really mean!

And that saying,"they're either gay or married".....well it is SO true!Trust me on this one!

shattered

Imagine you're planning this picnic or a trip.You've decided the dates.You've got your tickets.You have your perfect outfit for it.And you can't wait.But then you just have one tiny problem...you haven't asked your parents!I know that sounds childish,asking your parents permission and all.But imagine you're still living with them and depend on them.So finally you ask your parents and they say no.Point blank.End of story.
Its a horrible feeling.That's how i feel now.Well i wasn't planning a trip or anything but something similar.
I always thought i'd let my parents choose my every step and it would be the best.And you know what that thought is starting to come back but i feel miserable.
I thought for once i could do something for me,something that i want to but guess that's not what's in store for me.
Parents know best.I've heard that enough times now,i guess i should just go ahead and beleive it.And that way i don't have to think for myself.Easy.
Waaaah!!!
I'm in quite a depressed mood now so excuse my sorry post.

the perfect man (part 2)

Here's part 2 of the not so awaited sequel of the perfect man.

So Nathan leaves town and Steph G goes home.It shouldn't be a problem.It'll be fine.So what we don't live near each other.This is what steph g thought.
And it wasn't really a problem,they spoke to each other,they sent text messages to each other and there always yahoo messanger!
Meanwhile Steph G met another guy who was really nice but Steph G is a one man women so she considered this other guy as nothing more than a friend cause she had Nate and he was her mr.perfect.
So what this other guy lives near by,he's sweet,funny and all..no,it doesn't matter.He was not Nathan.
But then,Nathan stopped calling,he texted her like once in a technicolored moon.Apparantly he was "too busy".
And Steph G made it very clear to the other guy she was not interested so now there was no Nate and no other guy.
Steph G had learn her story.
There was no mr.perfect.He does not exist in the real world.
Steph G has something to say:

"All you ladies listen if you ever have the chance to run into your definition of that perfect man,please be blinded by how fine the man is and miss the chance that you might have or you'll never get to be with any other man".

This is a slight modification of the Destiny's child song "perfect man" which says:

"All you ladies listening if you ever have the chance To run into your definition of that perfect man Don't be blinded by how fine the man is And miss the chance that might be your last Make him understand that he's your perfect man"

Steph G and her friends used to beleive in that song when they were young but now that she lost someone that could have been the one because she was running after the perfect man,she doesn't have anyone now!
So listen up and learn from her!

college over!

I cannot believe this day would come so soon!Ever since we joined college me and my friends used to talk about how we couldnt wait to leave and now that we've left i can't beleive how hard it is to say goodbye.

On may 11th our final year final semester exams got over and it didn't really sink in at first but then my all my friends except Nive,Muneera and Narkis came to stay over and i actually stayed awake and it was so sad...we might never see each other again!Then the next day we stayed over in Nive's and i left that night but heard there were a LOT of tears the next morning.And i was in church that morning and we were singing and i was thinking about all of us and i started crying..if people saw me they probably thought i was so into worship that i'm crying!

...as we go on,we remember all the times we had together...and as our lives changes...we will still be friends forever... amen!

I'm going to really miss you guys!

the perfect man(part1)

I just realized something...people are more interested in Steph G than they are about me.It is rather sad.

Anyway Steph G has another story(ooh joy!!)but this is a moral story so im sure all my immoral friends out there(like all of you!)would'nt like it.But sit back,you might learn a thing or two.

Two years ago Steph G's grandmother was really sick and was in the hospital for around two months.It was a really tough time for the entire G family as they didnt know if they would see their mother/grandmother ever again.Steph G being a dutiful granddaughter spent a lot of time in the hospital.There,she met this guy called Nathan whose grandmother was also sick!While waiting in the waiting room,they both started talking(he started) and since they both were going through the same thing,they comforted each other.

Steph G then realised there was no point thinking about Ben De Jong well cause he was fictional after all!

And Nathan seemed perfect in every way!Maybe he was her Ben de jong!so what he was not dutch,so what he did'nt have blue eyes?He was still the perfect guy in every other way!

After sometime,Steph G's grandmother got better and so did Nathan's.And they had to leave the hospital.Sadly,Nathan did not live in the same city as where Steph G lived.But Steph G did not think that would be a problem.

[end of part 1]

goodbye crescent

****This post is boring but its for my memories so one day when i have alzheimers(whats the spelling again?) i can read through this,that is if i remember my user name and password****

I've got exactly 8 days till i finsih college.This is the day i've been waiting for ever since i joined college and i still remember all of us saying oh we cant wait for these 4 years to get over and now that it is,it doesnt seem like such a big deal.I've probably had more bad times than good times in college(exams twice a year is BAD) but now i'm just thinking of all the good times we had and hostel and how i think i actually might miss crescent quite a bit!i'm gonna miss "us" for sure.Half or more than half of us have different "us"es now(the whole marriage and engaged thing).

Joining crescent seems like it just happened and yet it feels like a lifetime.I'll still remember the first time we went to meet shameem banu and i came home crying cos she made hostel look worse than the taliban.The time i came to write the entrance exam with my dad and after i finished the exam and we got ready to leave my dad said,"take a good look at this college cos this is the last time you'll be seeing it". and when i was checking out a bunch of hot guys(where did they gO??cause after i did join i never found them!) my dad said,"they have boys in NI (noorul islam,where everyone including me thought i would join) too!"*cringe*

Well my dad was wrong cos i did join Crescent,well now its B.S.Abdur Rahman Crescent engineering college but crescent sounds better.And i remember day one so well cos i hated it.The only thing that kept me on was hostel cos i loved my friends there!I'm gonna miss you guys so much.But hostel got annoying in the second year with the never ending rules and blah blahs and i left hostel on the day of impulse '05.I'm glad i did.I have good memories of hostel now,dont know if i still would if i continued staying there.

The best semester:1st

The worst semester:3rd and 4th and 8th

8th semester!project!Oh no!that was the most depressing time ever!im so so glad thats over!thank GOD!

There's so much i want to write about hostel and college.I'll do it someday.

Good bye Crescent!

steph G's one true love

As some of may know,Steph G has not exactly been very lucky in love.It could be because of many different reasons..like weird creepy boys from the past,weird clingy girls from the past,someone not meeting all her 101 criteria,phobia of commitment etc etc.But there is one big reason why...Steph G is still waiting for the man of her dreams.And i mean that literally.When Steph G was young(she is still young though) she had dreams of this one guy.The same guy.Recurring dreams.He was perfect.She didnt really get to see what he looked like in her dreams but Steph G was sure he was gorgeous(come on,all dream guys are hot!).Steph knew one thing..his name..and it was Ben de jong.He was dutch.So while Steph G spent ages of her youth dreaming of Ben,she wrote this poem for him:
Hoping and praying we'd be together someday,
Please Ben,please come my way.
These dreams don't seem to stop,do they?
But i know this is real and not a play.
A part of me has a feeling that you
Feel the same way too.
If the Lord above wishes,
Together forever is what it is.
I don't know Ben,i'm confused,
But i know no one is to be accused
For who and what you are is inside my mind,
I wish i could leave my dreams behind.
I'm a little pebble lost at sea
Pick me up,Ben,let me be
With you life goes beyond,
And i think i love you Ben de jong.

if you think this is corny,remember something,Steph was really young when she wrote this.
And if you think you or someone you know could be Ben de jong,get back..i'll let her know.

valentines day blues!

Its V-day tomorrow!And Steph G can't help but think of all the lovers out there planning their special day together.But there's also this nagging thought that screams "WHAT ABOUT ME???"When Steph G was younger she used to celebrate valentines day with her friends,get them cards and all that.And the first time "a boy" gave her a flower,she was so embarrased..she stuffed it into her bag and later tore it and threw it out.Yes,she was a disturbed child who found attention rather over whelming(I bet you all are thinking,"that poor rose!").But she was young then and young girls are quite stupid at times.Things dont change much when they grow up!
Ok,back to tomorrow..Steph G actually has two valentines!Technically that's true cause 2 guys have asked her and she,uh..said yes...to both!But that's only because she's a good person and she cannot bear to hurt someone's feelings.And they're both good guys..but there's the problem of choosing!One of them is a really sweet guy who'll be the perfect boyfriend.The other,a wild guy who knows to have fun.Steph G is torn.She can't make up her mind.And it always ends up with the same question,"WHY ME?"...
p.s :Any suggestion as to whom Steph G should choose?

steph G is not my alter ego

This is to let all of you know that steph G is not me.She is not "an imaginary clone" as someone put it.I'm sure some of you think it's me cause i mentioned she has an older sister but please..there are millions of girls out there who have bigger sisters.I would like to mention however that Steph G is a combination of many many people i know.So that's why i said stories involving her are "quite" fictional.
Before i started blogging about Steph Girl i had so many stories but now i'm quite blank.But dont worry,she's quite a handful so i'll have plenty of stories coming up.Or so i wish.