Friday, May 25, 2007

idontknowwhatthisisabout..

Loss hurts.Loss hurts even more when you dont even know- why, how??
Helplessness hurts and angers.
Not living upto expectations, letting them down hurts..
But then hell- life starts with hurt- ever heard of any baby coming out smiling or laughing?? what does doc do 1st??-slaps ur butt off 2 make u cry!!- there u go.. life is all aboutt hurt and pain and misery!!

But then yeah, you move on, realise smiling takes fewer facial muscles than frowning and learn happiness is the ideal state of existence, which you then never achieve for an extended period of time coz utopian states are not for real, are they??

Thus things that really once made you pull your hairs out (one of them wud be Ultra Doux Conditioner for Dry & Frizzy hair which after use makes ur hair if anything but more frizzier!!), would now manage to elicit a feeble smirk/chuckle from you. So now things like Ponds Facial Foam Face (now thats called alliteration!) Wash which never produces any foam at all nor does it manage to really clean your face or Parachute Therapie Hair Oil which claims to reduce hairfall by 90% but rather increases your probability to become prematurely bald- well they just give you a tiny window of oppurtunity to laugh at yourself for being stupid enough to purchase them.

Its not easy to tide over grief with such pathetic attempts at humour, but still a journey of thousand miles starts with a single step.. n so does a journey of thousand smiles with a single- err...PJ?

Im not sure if this piece belongs to this blog- it certainly doesnt seem to fit with the other lighter forms of crap.
Im not even sure what im blabbing about out here- but i just felt this urge to post :.. My internship's finally over( will be tomorrown that is) and i seem to be getting over my phase of lows-fits of the sullens, said Mrs.Weasley.
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All say, "How hard it is that we have to die"—a strange complaint to come from the mouths of people who have had to live.

Mark Twain (1835 - 1910)
US writer and humorist.

Pudd'nhead Wilson
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Monday, May 14, 2007

oh crap- arggghhhh !

just a quick rant.. ( well a long one at that..)

i'll whine about phase one of my internship at some other leisurely point of time..for now let me just whine about topics in general..

first and foremost- the Symbiosis admission process into 2nd year--
the application process will drive you nuts, crazy, mad.. it is so so full of shit!!! 1st symbi doesnt give any announcement or instructions regarding the re-admission thingy till its really really imperative to do so. You call up Symbiosis- 1st number is forever busy, second line no one picks up, 3rd number which you get from unlisted sources is answered by someone who'll simply ask you 2 send d DD wid ur bare details like name, PRn no, dv etc.. But just 2 confirm you go and check d site where you realise symbii has done something good(false hopes, sigh!)..what it has done is to put up this online registration form which really is a second hand product derived by amalgamating d online admission for 1st years and maybe d re-admission forms of former batches.
It is a bloody five page long document, and requires to know :-
* your HSC,
* SET scores along with 'academic details of semesters given' which proves 2 b a really difficult criteria coz very few symbiians really bother to keep such trivia in some wasted corner or their brains or document folders;
* your birth details(well almost every thing except your mothers' obstetrician's name);
* your permanent address, local adress;
* info abt ur local guardian- mandatory- irrespective of the fact that you necessarily may not have a LG;
* it asks you to sign in the centre ( dead centre ok!) of a box in black ink (only black ink please, glad they didnt ask for special fountain pen);
* and staple one and stick one photo at appropriate boxes (boxes which seemingly ask for passport size but are meant for stamp size);
* you're required to enclose with this uber-simple application form DDs (for tution, hostel and mess), photocopies of exam marksheets (all d exams that you gather are crucial for ur r-admission, but then which symbiian really does have his/her sem marksheets really safe?!), proof of local address and two passport size photos(again).
To add to this, the form apparently is for admission into 1st year of symbiosis BBA, a mistake which no one has bothered to correct even after promising 'to look into the matter' n if you call up d office regarding this, one bloke listens to you blab for approx 90 seconds then leaves you listening to those annoying mechanical tunes. All this is so typical of Symbiosis. We at Symbiosis just cant seem to shed this BureauCRAZY- perhaps symbii considers this a part of our training, early introduction to Babudom in its milder form!
For others it may seem im just whining about something which is very normal- but really, symbiians wud agree our college just loves to do everything in a long, over drawn exercise which is bound to really really piss you off!

Then comes d great-indian-family-summer-reunion-thingy wherein relatives would come to your place and you have to play the gracious host. In this mumbai heat- i really dont think its a very good plan! Ok,maybe im speaking like the archetypal teenager who cant handle generation gap and doesnt understand her grandparents. But hell- i really can get along with senior citizens but for no reason can i get along wid my dearest mom's mommy dearest coz i've talked wid her barely a dozen times and those times too have proved sufficiently discouraging coz everytime it has been abt what am i studying currently, how expensive life has gotten to be now and how i've inherited monster-like qualities from daddy dearest @$#$%% !!!
Its enough of a pain in u-knw-wher to be working at a NGo concerning kids/children/teenagers/adolescents- but then to have at home my dear 12 year old cousin who REALLY LOVES MALLS -the typical, eager-to-visit-everyplace-which-gives-ample-oppurtunity-for-shopping kinda girl n who likes to talk about fav filmstar/color/career/etc and her equally 'wow' 'best friends' most of the time- well it can really strain you to be nice when in reality im oh-so-mean!!!
Despite being an extroverted, overtly social person at times, i can get into d anti-social ( or rather anti-filial ) modes and then my patience is really tested- its my summer vacation for christs sake!!! while mommy dear would haggle wid me for every tiny expense incurred by me in no-relatives-over peacetime, she suddenly becomes RBI when her folks are over, dad too :( - i agree im sounding very juvenile here, but hell im like that only. and then sleeping in d living room on the sofa-cum-bed (kiddie zone eh!)--i've 2 b nice-helpful-adjusting-good girl till sunday now :

And then i have my second phase of my internship- its not compulsory now, i've completed my work, but then im obliged to help my boss who gave me my 1st real job whn i was still in junior college n terribly under-experienced. this time around it wud be easy i think- coz i've already been there, done that ( ie managing a kids' summer workshop ) but this time around i'l hav 2 get up early coz there's only one batch- morning batch :( ... then i have my bosses who can amaze you with their take-it-easy-approach to everything- which boss would carelessly misplace ur pen drive containing imp files and reports? - or wud at times completely forget abt such things??

So from tomorrow- ( mayb d new eyes wud help :P)
its all about being nice to kids, cousins, senior citizens, bosses, mommy n daddy, n others while living with the recognition of the fact ( a fact which i've believed strongly for quite some time now) that it is just not in my nature to be nice.

Dictionary Tales

nice
nice [niss]
(comparative nicer, superlative nicest)
adjective

1. pleasant: pleasant or enjoyable
2. kind: kind, or showing courtesy, friendliness, or consideration
3. respectable: respectable, or of an acceptable social or moral standard
4. good-looking: pleasing to look at
5. accomplished: skilful and accomplished
6. subtle: subtle and involving delicacy or fine discrimination
7. fastidious and fussy: very concerned and careful about choosing, or being seen to do, the right thing

[13th century. Via Old French < Latin nescius 'ignorant']
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Now you understand- i cannot ever be nice if it means all these things.
( erm.. well.. er maybe subtle at times, only that, only at times...)