tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62436022012-01-31T03:40:41.922-08:00Nary a comment, opinion, poem or prose Life's too short for your daily doseBhavyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11209198452609328676noreply@blogger.comBlogger4301100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243602.post-81402371529384853432009-01-14T09:28:00.000-08:002009-01-14T09:29:21.228-08:00

Life Lessons Love Without Hope - Robert Graves Love without hope, as when the young bird catcherSwept off his tall hat to the Squire's own daughter,So let the imprisoned larks escape and flySinging about her head as she rode by.(Thanks, Raeesa)

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I turn 21 today. Its scary, in a way...so many momentous things are up ahead in life. But a friend recently got me thinking, about how this is exciting, because so many Awesome things are up not too far away in life. Which makes me happy.I also had a really awesome birthday party today, with people who I hope will be friends for a long time, and the sweetest of birthday gifts possible. So I'm

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Science...It works, Bitches. And how.And oh, what magnificent beauty.

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This is just so pritty. I wish I was working on this kind of project.

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My MessageCecil RajendraAnd now you askwhat is my messageI say with NabokovI am a poetnot a postmanI have no message.but I want the cadencesof my verse to crackthe carapace of indifferenceprise open torpid eyelidsthick-coated with silver.I want syllablesthat will dance, pirouettein the fantasies of nymphetsI want vowels that floatinto the dreams of old men.I want my consonantsto project

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Books Books Books In a post reminiscent of one of Aadisht's a while back, I wish to gloat about my purchases of the morning. The vital stats:Time spent: 2 hours 55 minutes (including travel)Pocket unburdened by: a glorious Rs 355.Goodies got:1. The Deep End of the Ocean (pb)- Jacquelyn Mitchard2. The Accidental Tourist (pb)- Anne Tyler3. People Like Us (pb)- Dominick Dunne4. Frankenstein (pb)-

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Things that the New Year has taught me:1. I have seen both heaven and hell on Earth recently. And hell, for sure, is the 764 bus. Pure torture at the best of times. May all the eve teasing jerks rot in hell, and more importantly, may all those super jerks who think that sitting in the seats reserved for dames is a great idea, get kneed in the groin, multiple times.2. Cockroaches are everywhere,

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JaageJaage Hain der tak, hamein kuch der sone doThodi si Raat aur hai, subah toh hone doAadhe Adhure Khwab jo poore na ho sakeIk baar phir se neend mein, woh khwab hone doLet me sleep a while more, I lay awake all nightThe night is not yet over, let the dawn breakThe dreams that were left halfway, incompleteLet me finish those dreams once again in my sleepSigh...it loses so much in

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QuizzingSingapore has no quizzing circuit to speak of. Its a nice place, and usually replicates home when you want it to (just go to little India on Sunday if you want to be pushed around by 1 million smelly people in search of a decent dosai). However, it has no quizzing. Being an impressionable first year I assumed that in absence of quizzing the next best thing must be debating because at

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How to Bring down the Burmese/Myanmari JuntaPanties.I mean, it was the obvious solution really. One pictures B52's loaded with Victoria's Secret making Panty Raids on Yangon.I think this solution can be effectively imported in India as well. The next time the VHP/SIMI/Moral Authoritarian Body that Wants to Impose Indian Culture On Us All gets uppity, bombard them with women's underwear till they

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KrabiKrabi is really the most brilliant of places. I bet you've never even heard of it, and that's a good thing too. Its a province in Southern Thailand, for starters; and is serviced by the nicest small international airport you'll find, replete with Thai Television with scary sitcoms. As a direct result of you and me and pretty much most people never having heard of it, its nowhere near as

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Accents And BreastsOne of the fun things about going to college with a large percentage of international students and professors is that you're exposed to a wide variety of accents. English is an amazing language in the sense that it can truly be spoken in half a hundred ways, and still have it sound vaguely the same. Singaporeans as elaborated earlier have perfected the art of communicating with

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Sophie's ChoiceI, Bhavya Khanna, after 3.6666 (a highly irrational number) years of being with Vrinda Maheshwari, have come to the conclusion that she(as always) is right and I am wrong.

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Keynes at WorkI know that this fine country of ours doesn't really subscribe to the neo-classical Chicago School of Economic thought and sticks to Marx and Keynes, but really they don't need to take the man so literally.I'm only back home for so many months in the year, and this is a phenomenon that predates my leaving for college. It happens at least 4 times in a year. You see, I live on a main

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Time TravelRight, so its been ages. I've been traveling the merry month of May, which has a lot to do with my conspicuous absence during the same. It really flew by like a breeze, the last month. It started with my home debating tournament, the SMU Hammers (which I won), reached Bandung Indonesia (where I didn't win) , then flew back to Delhi for an internship (where I still am) and took a week

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SexThere's been a lot of talk about sex lately. Its kind of depressing, because sex education or not, a lot of people get action and I don't. The greater point is, given that there's a lot of fucking happening, do you want to turn a blind eye to it, or actually educate people about safe sex?Clearly, the Indian Government, or at least a vast majority of the state governments think that Yoga is an

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What Not to Think About When Preparing For an ExamTags are pretty,Tags are nice,When you're tagging,Time just flies.I wish each exam,Were an open book test,Then all my study material,Would be a colourful fest.

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Book ShoppingMy exams got over, so obviously I had to head to a bookstore. Retail therapy for me means pretty much one thing, going to a very large bookstore and getting lost there for a minimum of a couple of hours. Said bookstore in today's story is Kinokinuya, a gigantic humongous oh my god its too big to be real bookstore in Orchard Street. The place is so large, as I may have pointed out

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Exam WeekIts that delicious time of the year again. I hate this week, its boring beyond belief. Half my exams over, and I've lost all will to study. Part of it is because, well, studying is an extremely un-fun thing to do but part of it is also the paper I wrote today. I've never written a three hour long paper where I walked out feeling that I need a minimum of another hour and a couple more

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StumbleUpon is ruining my life That long dark teatime of the college goer's soul- the time Just before project submissions when you realise that, really, truly, you have done NO productive work and that has to change, SOON, the Devil himself tempts you by dissuading you from work. In my case, it is in the form of StumbleUpon. It is the sole reason for me wasting hours not working, and winding

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April FoolsIn the spirit of April Fools, here's a fun ol' list of things from around the world. Some of them are true, and some of them are a joke. Sometimes these days, its hard to discern the two.China has property rights now. Well, at least for a few people.New York has banned people from eating fats in restaurants. They aren't allowed to use cooking oil anymoreApple and Google are working

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Yash Chopra Jokes AsideI'm going to Switzerland.Joy is one of the things that is sadly understated in prose. Unless its in Punjabi. However, I'm neither qualified, nor able to write Punjabi Prose. Someday, I shall be.The Joy, however, is perfectly understandable.As it is with most Good Indian Boys (and as I've mentioned earlier before getting lost in a semi-lament of my inability to write in

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In Defense of AmericaThe United States comes in for a lot of bashing, and I can't say that I haven't indulged in it myself. Given that their public face to the world is an imbecile, and their foreign policy has in the present and in the past left a lot to be desired, its easy to "Satan-ize" the land of the free.Given that, I think its important to remember why they like to call themselves the

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Straw men, and other fanciful creationsSingapore continues to surprise me. Yesterday, I got up to a pretty ordinary day, had a pretty ordinary morning, went to college to do some pretty ordinary maths homework and an hour and a half later, I was shivering uncontrollably and had 103 F fever. Needless to say, I was scared out of my wits, was rushed to Singapore General Hospital (Where the emergency

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In my DefenseOkay, so I haven't written or posted about my life in donkey's ages. Last time I existed over here, I had just returned from Vanc, life was getting back to the college groove and generally things weren't all so bad. So what happened in between? In a word, shit. A more detailed explanation would be the wonderful way SMU's been treating me off late.Before I get into that, I'd like to

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More on VancouverTwo days into my term, and I'm already realising how clinically insane the workload I've taken upon myself is. So its quite obvious that I have to spend time blogging, I mean I was too busy all the other terms when I wasn't killing myself to blog so yeah, why not start now.But more importantly, there was a city. And as previously mentioned, it was beautiful.SnowSnow is great fun,

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More on VancouverTwo days into my term, and I'm already realising how clinically insane the workload I've taken upon myself is. So its quite obvious that I have to spend time blogging, I mean I was too busy all the other terms when I wasn't killing myself to blog so yeah, why not start now.But more importantly, there was a city. And as previously mentioned, it was beautiful.SnowSnow is great fun,

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Back from VancouverAfter a long Worlds, a longer flight back and a brief stopover at Vancouver, I'm back to the pleasantly warm climes of Singapore where SMU's insane schedule of work awaits me. But who's complaining. I had a wonderful trip, some amazing fun and of course, a bit of success as well. I shan't bore you with arduous details of the competition and the motions and other such rubbish,

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Leaving for VancouverI'm heading off to Vancouver tomorrow, for the World Universities Debating Championships. This is a city famous for Salmon. It has more Chinese and Sardars than white people, and is horrendously cold and rainy right now. So basically, it should be fun.More importantly, its the end of a very excruciatingly long December, which albeit full of fun and frolic and tremendous

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Three YearsIs a long time indeed.Just because I haven't the time of late doesn't mean I don't love you any less.Happy Bloggiversary.

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Hehe...I haven't posted for a while, but that's cos Legala and SF were taking up too much of my time:) But this was so totally worth it. Guess what I found while surfing during Consti Law class...http://Manav.Kapur.dotale.com/?loc=New.Delhi&gen=m&story=12&date=28th November, 2006&partner=VrindaCheers!

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Three Blind MiceSee how they run.Goddamn scientists want to take away our nursery rhymes now. What next? They'll figure out how to put Humpty Dumpty back together again?

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Green Apples make me happyYeah, so I'm going to Canada representing my college as a debater in the World Univ. Debating Championships. My term is not going disastrously. My posts and emails from now on will have flawless spelling because Firefox 2 is sweet enough to have inbuilt spell check. I have, after procrastinating for ages decided upon my first major on the basis of one class in Financial

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Its ComplicatedEid Mubarak, Shubh Diwali and Happy New Year, as may be your persuasion.I live in a strange world. It's getting tougher and tougher to keep things simple, and I'm pretty fond of keeping things simple. But lest I start rambling on about nothing at all, let me make some sense of things.Gender roles are getting increasingly muddled these days. Feminism has redefined the landscape for

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Mushie Baby Speaks OutThe world's biggest weasel, topping even George W. Bush and Arjun Singh speaks out today, and I love this. I mean, I've heard it before but he just puts it so damn well."Does one call terrorists in Sri Lanka Hindu terrorists? Why is Pakistan's bomb called an Islamist bomb? Why is India's bomb not called a Hindu bomb and that of Israel as a Jewish bomb?"Umm...lets see. The

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With PortifolioI'm exiting my teens. As of tomorrow, I'm in the 20th year of my life. I'm currently in denial, however, and just as I've not been single for two and a half years(a now fixed period of time that shan't change for a good while), I'm going to be 18 for another 2-3 years. The way I see it, I still pass off for 16-17 so I have no honest right to claim that I'm no longer a teenager. So

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Heh.The Kopitiam(Canteen/Food Court) outside of college has a pizza place which offers a Beef and Pork Pepperoni pizza, i.e pepperoni made of a beef and pork mix. This proves once and for all that it is possible to piss off both Hindus and Muslims at the same time.Me? Its nice to be an atheist.

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The Forgotten Hero?On Independance day, Indian TV channels run obligatory patriotic films on prime time and pretty much through the day as well. I'm guessing its a money spinner. Some are your old classics like Border, Gadar, Sunny Deol Kills a Lot of Pakis and Yells in The Process, and some are the new wave of period patriotic cinema, including but not limited to every single person playing

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Independance DayI went out for a very nice breakfast today, at a place called Yellow Brick Road. Driving there, the streets were empty, almost deserted. My bua was much pleased, telling me how it was like the Delhi of old. Gone was the regular hustle-bustle and noise that makes a metropolis what it is, the entire place was empty, nary a person on Ring Road; the artery of Delhi.Its time like

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Honour My PeopleFor centuries, my people have been systematically opressed. In asian societies in India and China, we've been labelled "wrong", "unnatural" and evil. The Catholic Church has spoken out against us, missionaries have resorted to capital punishment to make us conform. Even in today's enlightened times, clothes, sporting goods, instruments, and pretty much any object, building or

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DynafaresBudget airlines such as Air Deccan have, or used to have a flexible fare system known as Dynafare. This basically means that the earlier you book your ticket, the cheaper is the price you pay for it, up to a point. Also, if a ticket cannot be sold, a last minute booking is also going to be considerably cheaper. Here's the logic behind it. The only way to make revenue on a plane flight is

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BacklogOkay, so I've been lazy. In my excuse I've actually had a decent amount to do, and have been spending the rest of the time (where I've not had a lot to do) doing pleasant things like reading very large novels. In the interim, I have gone to Gult-Land (Visakhapatnam and Hyderabad), organised a quiz for The Alma Mater, and done secret important things that are none of your business.At any

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Corporate0/5I do not give this rating lightly. For a piece of cinema to be so goddamn awful as to not elicit a single star, mark or general sign that it was worth its while there must be something that puts a smile, frown or any sort of emotion on your face from the time the movie starts to the closing credits. Corporate failed on all accounts. There are exceedingly bad films out there, like

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Deciphering DubaiI was having a discussion with my father and his brother the other day about cities, and one asked how Dubai had managed to do so well considering it hardly had any seed money of oil, something quite similiar to Singapore. My uncle said something quite interesting, Dubai's success was thanks to Nehru and Shastri. That got me reading up a bit.So here's how it worked. Nehru in his

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Christians and Credit CardsThe Christian Religion has always been one that is actively involved in bringing you into their fold, but either I've been awakened from my own world a little more the last few months, or something is afoot. Now, I am singling this out because I haven't ever had hindu friends out to get me to pray or follow weirdass customs, not even my own family's Pundit who is quite

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Of TelegraphsThis is a tale of the times of the British annexation(?). (please fo excuse the fact that I'm not quite conversant with the details of the story.In essence, it is right.) The British government had in its employ a certain Sir Charles Napier, who was the incharge of the attacks in the North West Frontier Province and the Punjab region. When he succesfully attacked and conquered the

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Meri Dilli, Meri JaanHome is where the heart is, or its where the hearth is; take it how you will. It is when I come back on vacations that I realise how completely I belong to my city. A certain fat man I know keeps insisting that Delhi is full of obnoxious snobs and is an awful place to live. Despite a great temptation to stick my tongue out and say, "pffffbbt, thats what you think" I generally

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How to tackle reservationsIn the reign of her royal bitchiness, Indira Gandhi, personal and corporate income taxes for people who actually earned money were raised to between 70 and 90 percent. When it becomes infeasable to succeed(I mean, for god sakes, what's the point of making money if the government is going to take it all), what the great indian people have done then is to instututionalise

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Manila BacklogTardy though it is, here's the run up of what happened post the break night party.Tuesday, 23rd May: Free DayI went shopping. Manila city is quite a fantastic place to go shopping if you have foreign exchange in hand and a lot of silly aimless desires. I went to the major shopping complex in a place called Greenhill.The regular mall stores and multiplexes here share shopping space

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Asian Union Debating ChampionshipsFriday, 19th May. This is an entry I've written over my few days here, so allow it time. Its going to be a long one. Landing in Manila was almost like being at home. The same lines at immigration, the same white on blue signs at the airport, the same familiar grime around town, I was back in the third world again. And it actually felt great. Ten minutes into

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Leaving for ManilaIn a few hours time, I shall be boarding a plane that shall hopefully deposit me unscathed in Manila. Thus will begin my first international t ournament, the Asian Univ. Debating Championships. One hopes to make an impression, one hopes the training wasn't in vain. One really hopes to break, in short. It's been a long summer of training, and lets see if it all comes together and

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This and ThatI've had a remarkably busy couple of weeks. Between debating and class, I haven't had much time for anything else, and when you spend at least three hours a day reading news and blogs for debates, it really saps your strength to write. A quick fill in on life, then.Over the weekend, my team placed runners up at SMU Hammers, our inter-varsity debating championships. Lost out to NTU A,

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What Not to Do On A Rainy EveningStep One: When you are quietly and calmly seated in the library, studiously avoiding distractions, IM conversations and are working like a good lil' girl, and it starts raining outside, do Not spend fifteen minutes staring at how pretty the trees look in the rain.Step Two: After staring at the aforementioned flora for an extended period, do Not take the advice of

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The best thingsThey're not the moments you've been most looking forward to, or even the unexpected surprises. They're the everyday random conversations that make you laugh.HomeIt's a month off now, and I'm starting to miss it. It's nearly May, and will thus be a searing dustbowl in dear old Delhi. Still, I miss the afternoon airconditioned naps, the early morning swimming, the sheer bliss of aam

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Reverse Bungee Me, Shivya and Malay prepare to be shunted 60 M up at 200 KMPH, touching 5G at the top. And we have liftoff!What an incredible rush. The adrenelin kicking through you is amazing. I'm heading to New Zealand and doing normal bungee, this was just way too much fun. 

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Its Good to be OutThe world was mean to me, and I was afflicted with the scourge of chicken pox. It was a loving and thoughtful gift from my roommate, to whom all I would like to say is, Just wait till I catch scabies. Or even German Measles....Anyhow, the world decided to more than make up to me. It has been exceptionally astounding to me since I have returned from quarantine, by amusing and

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Woo Hoo!My exams are over. Yay! I'm free, I can sprawl around and do nothing completely guilt free. For the next week and a bit, before summer term starts, I shall start resembling Garfield in character(sadly not in form) and shall aspire to the better life. I shall also, at some point, go for the Fullerton Chocolate Buffet, where you have all you can eat chocolate.In completely unrelated news,

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The Immorality of Affirmative ActionIt's surprising to hear the views of many on the whole reservations scandals. Quite a few people I talk to are quite okay with affirmative action as a concept, and oppose this just because they're going too far. Well, they are going too far, that's a foregone conclusion and because of that they'll never be able to push in the new quotas. However, the existing

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Indian Crab SyndromeMy exams are in three day's time, after which year one of college is officially at an end. I shall be staying on for summer term, so the joy of returning does not abound, not for a while anyhow.Last month was a bit of a hard time(translate: generally a disaster) and as a result, I have to do quite well in my finals to recover my grade in a couple of my courses. I have studied

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Freud would have had a field daySamplers from my Business Government and Society Class, Presentation dayFrom a group presenting on the externalities created by Clubs (particular reference to Zouk) in Singapore.On the slide: Excessive consummation of alcohol leading to drunken driving or alcholismI pointed out the typo, and explained that consummation may mean that you want to have sex with

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Wake me upWhen March ends.Work, grades, bad health, mood swings, stupidity, no time, good times, bad times, confusion, deadlines, debates, die orredy.Ever just wanted a month to end?Just a week to go.

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Twenty First Of MarchA year ago was a day of perfection, one I promised myself I'd return to and write. Today, by no standards matches it, but pleasant beyond measure nonetheless. Two years ago, this blog became Blah! A year to this day, I finished a major chunk of my life. There were hailstorms to mark the event. I just read the post a year ago. It was indeed a day of perfection, but many more

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Dorothy ChongDorothy Chong is the inter-varsity debating championships, held in NTU every year. As member of Debating society, I attended the same.With that statement of the blindly obvious out of the way, let me just say that good things, and bad things happened over the course of the tournament.Good thing: I broke into the quarterfinalsBad thing: I lost in the quarterfinals, in a close match

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Why I love Debating SocietyScene: Training, prep time for debateMotion: This House would require consent of both parents in cases of InVitro FertilizationSide: OppositionAshwin: "...we're talking about men who are incapable of producing impregnable sperm"Yogi: "Ashwin, the word is sterile"Ashwin: "Oh, yeah"Three of us laugh uncontrollably for five minutesYogi:"Impregnable means something that

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Politics and DoublespeakIBNLive : Minority tag has to go one day: AntulayI have never come across a finer example of doublespeak in politics than this interview with the new "Minister of Minority Affairs", and new ministry created by the UPA government.I'm not a "chaddiwallah", and am hardly a practicing hindu, yet I was one of the few who was extremely dissapointed when BJP-NDA lost the

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Never Let Me GoBy Kazuo IshiguroThe reason I picked up this book was not quite clear to me; it was by the guy who wrote the book for a film I like(Remains of the Day; I always thought Anthony Hopkins was quite great in that. And the role suited Emma Thompson- Sense and Sensibility messed up her image, I think), and the cover was attaractive. And its been one of the more thought provoking works I

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Bush Aaya ReWhy does this not surprise me? IITians welcoming US partnership, and JNU calling Arundhati Roy to aide in their spectacularly stupid protests.Its what to be expected, I guess. As I candidly mentioned a couple of posts ago, things labelled Jawaharlal Nehru University don't exactly have progressive thinking written all over them. They usually have communist slogans written all over them

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Me vs VI think she won, didn't really keep track.It was, however, a very high scoring game.PS: I know the spelling of locii is wrong. At least I know what it means.

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DerangedI'm back home, and enjoying it. This is a fun little break from University life, which sadly shall end soon. But it's nice and rejuvinating, and gives me the opportunity to pig out for a while. Sadly, I must also get down to studying, or end up failing imminent midterms. Ah, well. Such as they say, is life.Yesterday, I watched a cricket match, well half of one at any rate, after bloody

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Airports and HotelsIts a fact that cannot be argued that Airports are your signalling welcome to a country. The moment you land, it's the impression that's created. An airport, especially an international one, thus becomes not just an essential service for Globalisation and Trade, but also one for tourism and hospitality. This is an industry which relies very heavily on first impressions (and as

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Tis a Merry WorldDon't let the rants of an overworked man misguide you. It is truly a wonderous, beautous world. Filled with things enough for you to laugh at, and mock, and generally enjoy. If like me, you are at home, with work almost over, and generally lazing about(haha, suckers, most of you Aren't!) you'd notice nice and ownderful things in the world around you.Total TVFor the uninitatied,

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Obligatory Valentines Day PosturingYes, it's that time of the year again, when signs turn pink, cakes turn heart shaped and otherwise reasonable young fellows turn a bit batty. So what do I have to offer? Hope? Hell no. Solace? You wish. Valentine's day gift ideas for the more adventurous? Hell yeah! And then some. So lets go through some essential reading for the season of love.The British have

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HighThere's a good argument for legalising soft drugs like marijuana. I should know, I heard some of it in debating today.As it happens, there's nothing illegal about what I'm high on right now, and while many will be quick to argue that it can't possibly be as potent as recreational drugs, I would beg to differ.You can't really quantify joy or happiness, now, can you?Besides, mine comes without

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A Red DayOr Three of ThemHappy Chinese New Year! Gong Xi Fa Cai! Today is the second day of a three day long Chinese New Year festival. This entire island has shut itself down, shops are closed, the streets are deserted and the march of commerce and hustle and bustle that always characterised Singapore for me just came to a halt. The natives stay at home, I am told, sit with their families and

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Republic DayBeing away from your own country, if you happen to identify with it, really makes you crave for identity. You suddenly feel the need to reassert yourself as an Indian, differentiate yourself as a Delhiite, and even occasionally make fun of Bengali's a little less. The point is, you miss home and suddenly realise the identity that comes along with it.A lot of us wore Kurtas this

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The Winter of My DiscontentWinter is horrid. Just plain horrid. Its the evil invention of someone with ridiculous plans of world domination.* You have to wear layers in winters- and if you're in Delhi, and the peak season has Already passed, you STILL have to wear layers. Which is bad, because not only do you have to coordinate your upper and lower halves, in terms of colour, along with shoes,

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Back to GoodA week after afore decribed incidents, I'm landed on my feet again. All things that were once lost are now regained, and I wish I could make this sound more like a lord of the rings storyline, but I just lost a phone and wallet, not a ring of power or precious sword. It has however, been a harrowing experience.From the Monday onwards, I've been running around various locations to

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A Series of Unfortunate EventsI would have posted this earlier, except it has been a crazy wild last four days for me. Things have been going remarkably wrong, and I've just about finished dealing with all of them. Strangely enough, this story starts off rather well.It was Harneja's birthday on a nice lazy Sunday, and I had just finished off a decent amount of studying that had to be done for

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HappinessOr, It Is Good To Be HomeHappiness, apart from being a warm gun at most time, is also very relative. You can find it in eating cake, sleeping, reading a book and whatnot. As for me, today I found, in the words of a beloved professor, what you may call as a semi-Nirvana state in a Bath At Home.A bath at home, to those lucky sods not staying at a hostel, is special in many ways. It is

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Best PriceI sold a book yesterday. My Financial Accounts textbook.For Thirty Five Dowlah.Muhahahahahahahaha.The Wonderful World of Genetic EngineeringIs it just me, or does anyone else think that This would make a really amazing valentines day present? For the girl who has everything...

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RigidOne of the greatest criticisms(that I know of!) of me has always been my rigidity. My sheer unwillingness to stray from paths that I have unwittingly set for myself. I've been well aware of it for a good while now, but till recently never had incentive or ability to do anything about it. I've always used it as a defence, to make sure I've stayed on a track that's suited me, that's kept me

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Things I learnt this WeekendPolitical Science is boring. I mean, Really, incredibly dull at times. Especially discourses on Jurgen(with an umlaut) Habermas. He rambled rather a lot. And rather painfully, too.Babies are OK sometimes. They are incredibly soft, too. And as long as you don't squish them or sit on them or drop them, they sort of like you too.Chicks-nay, frustrated with life

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AnythingI may have forgotten to mention that I've changed hostel at Singapore, to Sophia Lodgings, the closest one to college, just a breeze of a ten minute walk. As a result, it is full of SMU furrin students, and has thus quite a fun environment. The residing motto of the place is "Anything", which pretty much accurately describes things that are said and done around this place. Anything

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RainCollege starts tomorrow, and till then I have what I shall politely term as my last gulp of air, from the wonderfully rich atmosphere of having nothing to do.I landed back on Singapore on New Years, to be greeted by that recurring phenomenon that characterises this place. Rain. Since then, it has rained again, and again, and well a few times after that as well.A Colonial hangover still exists

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Ring in the NewJoy to the world, felicity to all men(and women) and a general Happy New Year to everyone.There are various ways of figuring out that the year has come to an all too abrupt end. A nice, pleasant way is to read the often-random forwards on your phone or in your inbox, from people who you thought had forgotton all about you, and then you get lil kicks of pleasure that they haven't.

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Two? You Don't Say!Merry Christmas, Quanza, Hanukha and the other weird festival I'm forgetting to all. It matters little, for today is a day of far greater significance, for today I complete two years of blogging. Yes, I know it's grown sporadic of late, and yes I know I'm a dog sometimes, but Blah!'s not done with quite yet, and it's a good day to celebrate a bloggiversary.As it happens on

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You Go Girl!I returned to the Alma Mater today, for the uninitiated that happens to be Delhi Public School R.K Puram, the wonderful place where I spent my school days. Getting back on track, it was indeed a pleasant and warming experience, which is exactly what you need when you're stuck in a Delhi Winter. I love being home yes, but there's not much in particular I enjoy about sub 20 degree

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HomeIndira Gandhi International, Arrival Lounge, Delayed Luggage, Dug Up Roads, Security Check, Safdarjung Enclave, Night time fog, My dinner table, Paranthas, Dahi, Sabzi, Daal, Gajar Ka Halwa, Fawning parents, Insane Aunts, Did I mention food?, Own bed, night time chill, landline phone calls, Crazy home, Powercuts, Television, My big bad bookshelf, Morning Breakfast on the Table, Eggs and Toast

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This is My DecemberThis is My DecemberThis is My Time of the YearThis is My DecemberThis is all so clearExams are over, term one is over, and I shall now mooch around with an insolent smirk on my face, for some time to come.Welcome to my december.

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And You Thought Blue Lips Were BadIt could be worse. You could get the Kiss Of Death.It tastes like Peanut Butter.Be careful, boss. You never know...Hehe.

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Wrapping Things UpIt's been a long time since I last wrote. The sad irony is that I have had plenty to write about, it's been one of my busiest months ever, well busiest half month's at least(I am now doing practically nothing, as I have only two exams to study for, unlike most of the poor sods, who have four or five) and a very interesting one to boot. My first term at college is at an end, and.

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JugaadThe concept of Jugaad is not a new one. Jugaad is managing with what you've got, and creating solutions out of that. Jugaad is the Washing Machine that's retrofitted to make lassi, Jugaad is the hairclip keeping your electrical system together.Jugaad is also what you do on Diwali, away from home. Because Diwali is meant to be spent at home, with family and close friends in an atmosphere

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To ReiterateHappy Diwali to all....especially to all kindred souls stuck in a place far far away from home and loved ones. May big fat hairy monsters die lonely deaths for not calling up more often. May everyones year(by the Hindu calender) go off as hale and hearty as Captain Haddock on a drinking spree...peace on earth, goodwill to men.

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Happy DiwaliHappy Diwali to one and all. May the new year bring you much cheer and joy.More on this later.

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The Weekend RoundupWeeks are passing by way too fast. Here's what you should do, and should not do, one more time.Things That you Should doRead East of Eden, by Steinbeck. This is a seminal book. There are few novels that can convince me to sacrfice my sleep, my time and...other stuff. This was most definitely one of them. I stayed up till four at night to finish it off, and somehow managed to

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Horror and moreYou know how it happens, when you read a lot of an author, and you go through like a graph of how much you like them. Its very sinusoidal in nature often...you'll really like some books, and your opinion will dip with others, and so on. Well, Stephen King just took a very abrupt downturn for me...He was, surprisingly enough, pretty mush rising with Carrie, and Dark Half accentuated

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DecadanceMid Term Breaks are wonderful things. They give you a chance to relax, take things easy for the shortest life and reorganise the priorities of your life. To put it simply, they let you eat, sleep and do not much else. "We see this as a good thing".Well, I did exactly that in my break. I relaxed, I didn't wake up to smell the coffee, I tried not to wake up at all, in fact, but failed

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Aller et VenirMy vacation time fast approaches its end.To sound nice and cliched, time flew-only yesterday, I was cribbing about having nothing to do and losing a Lot of balance messaging useless bums in the next compartment in my train because we crossed the ****ing state border and the network went into roaming.And after about two week of pretty much nothing but sloth(and meeting people. And

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DussehraHullo to all. I'm not dead, contrary to popular demand. I have been resting. The hell I have. I've had midterms, and then a very busy midterm break is in progress, where I sit around, procrastinate about project work, and watch movies. Lots of movies. This is I believe, a good thing and what college should be all about. Sadly, this is simply not true for the better part of my college

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October The FirstIt's midterm week for me, at college. Starting monday, I have some hassle or the other all the way up to saturday, my last midterm. Following this, I have a week long break, where I intend to try to do little aside from catch up on movies, computer games, and other normal things you're supposed to bloody be doing in college.That gripe dealt with, it's The First Of October. Let's

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