Whats your Goddess Identity?

i gave this test on tickle.com..
and these are my results..
super-funny.

goddess identity:




You're Muse!


Alpana, you're Muse!

Known for your creative powers, you Muses are the poets and musicians of life, the patrons of the fine arts. It's funny, though — even with your inspirational prowess, you're probably not the type to boast about your guitar-strumming skills, or your latest published book of verse.While it's great when people flock to you for ideas, there probably is a part of you that prefers to blend in sometimes — whether dressing in muted shades or staking out a one-on-one conversation at parties and social events. But try as you might not to hog the spotlight, others can't help but notice you. Must be hard to be such a goddess! Despite any lingering modesty, you might be surprised at how much your mere presence can help improve the lives of those around you by infusing them with ideas and good thoughts. With that kind of healing energy, your inspirational ways have the potential to change the world, Muse. Whether you're scribbling sonnets, boogying with your friends, or drawing your own constellations — you're tapped in. So keep your eyes wide open to the possibilities and let that inspiration flow!

What's Your Goddess Identity?

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To do:

1.Complete my planning assignmet/ project- for which

• i 1st need to get some company details abt their rules, procedures, goals, objectives, blah blah and all the shit that they do.


• then i must make a word document.


• then finally make a powerpoint presentation in which i believe i've had a headstart- considering that i've made 3 slides containing the Subject-PPM( thats Principles n practices of management- old tosh of crap), the topic -Planning( which is an alien idea to me) and my name( i worked maximum on this slide despite the fact being that i claim to rather dislike my name)

2.Clean my room. This task includes many more sub- tasks :

• cleaning my wardrobe- separating piles and piles of clothes and folding them and all that or rather,


• shifting my stuff from one wardrobe to another completely or partially (depending upon whether we are getting the third new roomie or not).


• cleaning up both the tables and shelves- the dust on them can cause asthama.


• washing bedsheets and pillowclothes and the small heap[including smelly socks :( ] in my laundry basket.


• gathering all the containers and spoons and whatever i possess and cleaning them properly and keeping them somewhere safe, where i can find them when i need them.


• arranging footwear- very imp.

3. better start preparing something for the coming accounts project- dont wanna mess up wid this teacher.

4. complete reading one book/ novel.

5. start practising dance again- reckoning i may have to perform on stage after more than 2 years or so.

6. lose some more weight or rather flab/fat ( my dad expects me to weigh as much as, or maybe less than a 9 yr old would, ignoring the fact that i may look like 14-15 yr old kid though i'm actually gonna be 19 :) in seven months or so..) and finally get the trainer to actually do something other than just blabbing about too much exercise and eating food.

7. plan my singles only 14th feb party to celebrate or rather curse our single status. but as i mentioned earlier planning's not my cup of tea or coffee or whtver. still- lets just put it on my agenda for the month.

8. finally get down to writing something- anything, anything at all... or rather get done with what i have started and left mid way to fool around on something completely insignificant and inconsequential.

Turkish Delight?

too many things happening- a lot more to blab n bore NERs
but for now- this happened yesterday evening...


Turkish Delight- rather a turkey vulture.

Hot cute guy sitting across
us at German Bakey, our haunt.
Bald guy with scary hair around
and a silly goatee to match,
happens to be hottie's friend.
With ciggies in his hand,
(the bald guy,unfortunately)
hijacks our favourite bench,
along with his other ugly friend.
Says "Smoking is bad for health"-
Bloody Filthy Hypocrite,
Asks," Do I look Indian?"
We nod, hesitantly nod.
Talks about himself, us and Bombay,
Then finally says,"I'm from Turkey."
Asks us a thousand more questions
to which we lie with all integrity and wit.
His ugly friend watches the show,
lets him try his best to hit on us-
very very bad attempt.
I'm busy making up
imaginary names and places,
while Anna's taking his number
force-fed to her N80.
Urging me to be done with
my omlette,toast and ginger tea;
Trying in vain to be un-obvious,
signalling urgent departure.
Some flimsy fake promises made
to meet on some unforeseen weekend,
we scram the hell out of there,
screamin,"WTF?!" in hushed voices,
walking as fast as my short legs
can carry the other short half,
bursting into giggles momenatrily,
turning around to check and double-check,
clicking " traffic in motion"
for some un-doable project, we finally
get a rick before the driver refuses.
Laughing our butts off in there,
we ponder whats with the place?
we always encounter such nutters,
asking ppl out all over space.
only way out: temporary avoidance.
for another two weeks( or mayb less)
lets say no- to German Bakery.

Da Gym-exercise,slog,stare n come back to hog.

The only reason im boring NER(thts non existent readers..im too lazy to type it in every post)

with this continuous onslaught of posts is bcoz i get my heavy(for me atleast) laptop only few times a week nowadays n today im in da mood to blog.

ok so now about the whole gymming thing...im not obese(not yet),i want 2 lose weight n flab n fat so tht i can get back into 26-inch waistline jeans.

2nd jan.. d official 1st day at symbii, pune, in d new year for me..me n zubs decide to go to gym.. sleeping,whining(abt not being able 2 sleep 4 long enuf), complaining(abt my trackpants which were body-fitting at d bottom much to my displeasure and im ashamed to admit tht i dont have ne long loose baggy kinda t shirts almost evry1 has!!) n panting(thats me!!) we reach d college gym..

1.d gym instructor asks if its our 1st time..i say yes d very 1st time(never needed it before ).(liar zubs nods wid full force).

2. he thn takes us into thi sroom 2 warm up in which whenver me n zubs were fighting hard not to laugh whnver we caught each other in d mirror in front..

3. he takes us to do cardio for 5 mins on each.. i try the cycle its ok..can see zubs nicely jogging on d treadmill on my side..

4. i do the treadmill where i go back at one point of time n jus managed to walk at a measely speed of 6 or so while others start wid tht level.

5. do crunches then- (too ahsamed to mention teh number of times)

6. my classmate who's into gymmin n has a gud body decides 2 bless me wid sum tips n suggests this exercise to increase my height n love handles.. very good for me. bad thing though i cud never reach the bars 2 hold so tht i could hang from them.. tehotehr gym instructor got 4-5 weights n made me stand on them,with few ppl around lookin at the fun show i ws performing, n asked me to jump and get hold of d bars( i think %$%&%& u.. n i say- no no no no i cant i cant..4get it lets do sumthing else)

7. now dis classmate again thinks up a new exercise for me- leg ups. this time zubs,instructor n 2-3 others r surrounding me while i try my best 2 lift my legs up.. i think i managed to displace them in the vertical direction by almost 6 inches(exaggeration i admit). all this while zubs laughing like she's watching d funniest friends episode or something in that league.. n d rest r amused/bemused watching me struggle- lucky ppl didnt hav 2 watch tht for too long- i gave up after 2-3 attempts.

8. we leave,FINALLY for hell's sake. we meet Anna aft tht n zubs regales her wid tales of me fooling n blundering around in d gym.. abt d guys we cud check out there-some hot-bods aroun ahem ahem.. n oh yes i did d weight check at sum point n ws overjoyed 2 knw i'd lost 2 kgs-laugh as much as u want- but 2 kgs is 2 kgs.

9.then i have mango lassi, allu bhujia, lip chips(they r so so tasty n amazing.yummmmmmmmm) in teh course of d night.(some diet food aft d gym,huh??) my legs starts hurting so much i can barely get up. it happens wid d 1st time i've heard. so i'll not curse my weaknesses, but rather believe in hearsay.

10. late night-we blab,bitch, do crazy orkut stuff(hail anna's internet card) n finally doze off to sleep at 3( th ws me,i guess thes 2 sat up bitchin,or for decency's sake blabbing till 4)

i wake up sumhow at 7 n ask aloud wat do we do? anna says go back 2 sleep, so i do. wake up at 2 or 3.my legs still hurt n i go to brush only in late aftnoon.

then we order this humungously,obscenely huge amount of food(5 naans,half chicken handi-tht could feed 10 ppl,n half plate dum chicken biryani---all this 4 jus 3 of us). obviously we fail 2 eat all of tht however big hoggers/gluttons we might be. n aft this super-uber-heavy lunch n a miniscule siesta me n zubs do manage to get up n go 2 d gym.

d usual routine.. its been almost a week since i've joined n i hav lost 1 more kg in d process-again laugh as much as u may want,1 kg is 1 kg. i do it everyday-check weight tht is- so aft this blogathon i'll go down 2 gym n try 2 lose a bit more calories than i did yesterday n do another weight check. lol-gym-lol!

to zubs.. may her laptop rest(or come back) in one piece.

a new year has come..
i hav joined the gym in a vain n futile attempt to lose all that flab...
those embarrassing moments 2 b posted soon,someday,whtver...
d main thing however is...
zub's laptop got stolen sunday tht was..from the hostel and evryone's fkin stumped how it happened.. weird thing being that someone(whoever stole the laptop most probably) stole teh laptop charger first, then realsied tht the charger alone wont help her ( her coz its a girls hostel n stray dogs are more welcome in our hostel than guys are, though guys at times are even worse than those creatures..)- thn nicely came around to her room n stole the laptop frm teh bag..
its weird we 5 keep our rooms lockers evrything open n for use out there..
funny sancho's laptop was there on her table, open and on, n the "theif" went to the last bed, took out the almost 3 kg heavy big compaq latop from zub's bag!! earlier gaurz' money had been stolen from her locked locker...
someone jus stole a laptop!! it ws funny at first! we did search everyroom,wel almost i think.. in teh cupboards, under beds, in suitcases. evry goddamned place.. but i(WE) dont really think the "thief" would hav nicely kept it lying in her room.....
n yestday sum stupid sid bimbettes came 2 search our rooms!!
idiots.watevr..
now am bunking bepc n bloggin n we go 8 mins left 2 turn off laptop, 1st log off d net, run down 3 flights of stairs, go the taj(asap!!!) thn crash into class 4 OB....

mood i..my mood..n etcetra

this has been some week!
did sumthing really stupid n crazy on christmas!weird!
then things did go a bit wrong and i was pissed and d usual.. but its k.. im fine(indifferent as i ever was).

met school time friends.had as much fun as one could manage with people you've met after loooooong time!!well i saw dhoom 2,loved hrithik in it n so liked the way my evening was goin.. that was wednesday i guess...

thursday-stayed over my frends place..got all dressed (typical things tht happen at evry girls nite out) and clicked horrible pics of ourselves, n swore never to let anyone see them! got tempted by dominos' 2 pizzas 4 just 200 bucks, cudnt even finish one(i was still suffering from my traumatic experience of food posioning aft eating smokin joes pizza)... watched movies till late...blabbed blabbed an blabbed sum more...

then came the big night:mood indigo.. had heard abt it.. saw teh real thing on friday n man i was so fucking awed and impressed by it all.. never much of a rock fan was wondering wht on earth am i doin in livewire finals n this hell of a rock concert... but i'm so so so glad i went.. parikrama was tooooooo cool... i just became an instant fan..bowed down a million times after "but it rained" and "the open skies".. that's called violin playing...!! i was just swept off my feet by the whole thing... cant stop gushing about it even now.. had a bit of trouble while comin back.. cudnt get any direct bus back home.. waited for long there.. thank god rajat was ther wid me..so took bus to ghatkopar and from there to vashi.. sandhya kept screaming at me on d phone all da while.. so did my dad n sis.. then bloody bridge over vashi creek had theis huge traffic... reached home i.e. sandy's place by 2.. her mood ws off.. had 2 regale her wid sum concert tales n crap.. then saw dhoom 2 again on cd.. blabbed for sum more(foolish cable guy had given wrong cd 4 2nd part...well lucky me) slept at 4 in d morning...
had decided to get up at 6, come home and pack n leave for pune in afternoon.. operation failed.
cudnt get up at all.. was forced 2 get up at 10.. came home brushed, had one lucky vada pav.. n slept off. until sandy came in 2 watch dhoom 2 second half..!!!!! watched tht.. blabbed sum more(WHEW!!!) then finished off wid harry potter 1st book(its like habit now. jus get down to
reading it whn i got nothing to do) . realised net connection is working again.. sat down 2 orkut n blog..

so here i am boring non existent readers stupid with my week's "happenings". now i wait 4 tomorrow to spend d whole day wid family(the very idea scares d shit outta me).. then spend a nice silent boring "happy new year" after many years...

a merry christmas to you-said who?

i am home.
i'm talking wid my dad.
i talked wid rajat,akshay,sandhya,pritha... my friends.
i cudnt ask for anything more.
i'm hoping i can stay here till 30th dec.
i had feni wid dad today.straight. then wid appy fizz..(bet zubs gonna say appy sucks at this)
i kinda told him quite a lot abt wht i do out there in pune.(well not evrything..but sumthings..)
i liked talking wid him(for a change!!!)
i hope it stays that way for long enuf...
i hate tht they keep nagging me here: take a bath, get up.. go gargle..eat this..where r u going?whn will u b back.?..bblah blah...
i cant get what mom wants from me.
i hate sumthings about being at home.
i know i have to live with it coz it home after all.
i hate this coughing fit tht i've got.
i like being with my friends here. i can just be who i am . and tell them with almost open heart whats really been going on..
i liked it tonight till i was getting along well wid dad.
merry christmas!!

goin home.

im happy
im going home.
i was bored of college.
have to run away.
stupid classes.
orkut banned in college.
goin home.

of casinos n baabuls n fun..

yesterday went to see BAABUL(sue me 4 spellin it wrong). the most crappiest, boring, stupid, pathetic movie i've seen in a long time( even worse than DON).
why would anyone watch a movie which was made for the 70s n 80s(we did coz our other option ws sittin in hostel n doin nothin).. mayb b r chopra hasnt yet recovered frm his mahabharat..
baghban ws gud, but babul is jus not the movie u'd expect after it. u can imagine how bugged i'm by d movie to turn critic all of a sudden. i request everyone 2 not go n get their brains fried by this dumb flick!i tolerated d movie for sake of the superhot john abraham(his char's name ws same as my best frend's name, so i had a teeny weeny small reason 2 smile)
Casino royal was so much better in comaprison. DANIEL CRAIG DOES LOOK SO SO HOT!!! we had fun during d movie n even after d movie.rode on a friend's bike(an exhilerating experience) then went over to another friends place, had quite enuf fun ther...cant say d same abt last evening. it jus didnt end on a perfect note. but then i talked 2 my best frend so all ws kinda ok at d end of d day...
in d end, it all turns out 2 b ok, unsaid,unresolved mayb.

whats been going on...

went to kanha(details wid pics 2 b posted later)

screwed up in sumway i guess 4 d iipm amaze thing.no regerets there.(again details 2 b posted later whn n if im in mood)

came back 2 find college now more boring n intresting at the same time.!!???

screwed up in dumb c, in which we claimed we wer gonna rock, but only managed 2 mak huge fools of ourselves.

watched casino royal,UNERSTOOD THE MOVIE(with wee bit of help) had fun.

have had a lot to think and say and wonder and have fallen short of time miserably.i wonder how time flies..

hav tried 2 do poetry, n have fallen short of words there.

have tried a lot and some more.
still trying.

feeling even more confused after letting only bits n parts out.

lots to let on..