Jobless, although Employed

Helo my non-existent chamatukutties,

I have been away for too long, simply because i have been too vetti(jobless) and at the rate that im going, i doubt i'll ever complete my MSc :(

Anyhow, i've been utilizing this time for other pressing issues, such as how many blogs can i read completely by the end of one day; calculating how much time has passed, everytime i pour myself a cup of coffee, downloading and printing (illegal) research papers and taking care to not read them so as to preserve its mint quality. Ithellem senju-senju, so tired i become by the end of the day, that i reach out to pour myself another cup of coffee.. Yum..

And this unfortunate (and totally uncalled for) vettiness is wrecking havoc in my shut eye time. See people, only if you're busy and totally occupied the whole day, you'll feel tired and then the subsequent need for sleep. but if you have been up all morning (and afternoon) trying to fight off sleep (not to work but to avoid being fired), plotting and planning on how to kill time till 5pm, it becomes somewhat impossible to sleep at night.

Iveloveyum thaangittu, oru manushi uyirode irukaana, avelukku ore Award kodekerethillei? Cha, appreciation eh illathe world, I tell you!

But since its already Friday (pardyyyyyyy) i shall stop ranting and prepare my bi-weekly progress report ;-)
I know what you're wondering, how does someone who does no work all week long make a progress report? That's an art people, an art  which keeps me employed ;-)

Hee hee hee..

random musings

You’re the dream,

I’ve had for days,

You’re the reality,

I want for days.

 My raindrops,

My sprinkles,

My colours,

My rainbow; you’re the shine of my life.

One day I want you far away,

So that I’ll not think of you,

The next day I want you,

So close , As my teardrops to my cheeks.

The beautiful curve,

on your lips,

Sends me deeper into oblivion.

The clothing’s on me,

Flutter when you’re close,

Caressing me,

They way my heart aches  for you to.

You’re my hero,

My sweetheart,

My fun my joy my precious,

Before I close my eyes,

I find my solace,

In your glances.

Before I pinch my self,

I kiss you,

I imagine I am.

When you move 2 seconds away from me,

Something in me shatters,

Makes me want to hold you close,

And keep you closer,

Than ever.

The journey is long,

With only blue skies companying me,

And you, my pride.

He's gone Sailing :-(

My JigliPuff has gone sailing :-(

Bye byeeee and i'll miss you, till you get back here!

and to keep myself entertained, while you're gone, i shall watch 2 movies today.

Its a tie between Muppoluthum Un Karpanaigal , Sweet Home Alabama and Due Date.

Tough times ahead, choosing which to watch.. hmmm..

Things i do, to entertain myself, when youre not here :-(

rain and movies

Its been a movie marathon week. Less work, more movies. I’ve even gone up to 2 movies in a night. Monday night was Big Bang Theory S5 Ep 15-18 and then Mauna Guru, Tuesday night with Ekk Mein Ekk tu and Crazy. Stupid Love, Wednesday, today , Dhobi Ghat. I don’t think I’d be able to watch another movie today. You know the feeling you get when you’ve completed a book, you’ve been reading for sometime, a book you fall in love with and make it your partner, companion. That moment when you know you’ve read the final full stop and the hollow feeling inside, which hurts and soothes at the same time. And that very feeling that doesn’t allow you to move away from it. You’d revel in the experience and reflect on all that has happened, plot, and real life. If you’ve experienced that, you truly are lucky to have found one such book. Well, it’s pretty much the same with Dhobi Ghat.

This isn’t a movie review, because I suck at it and ive got absolutely no idea how one reviews a movie. Ive got no knowledge on filmmaking and its intricacies and neither have I the capabilities of examining every single frame of the movie. I just know if it was Awesome, Good, or bat shit Bad.

Back to Dhobi Ghat, well, I’ve been putting it away for dragon years mainly because it was promoted to be a arty film, dry and an insight of the Dhobi Community, well, at least that what I understood, and I for one am not a fan of sad/ dark movies, mainly because I cry very easily.  But today I had no better option, since I was running out of movies to watch (note to self: download more movies this weekend) and I wanted to watch something Indian.

Abstract, engaging, Aamir, perfection and it leaves you blank.

I had to take a break after the movie. Went outside, saw the beautiful rain, the chill. And was reminded of my Bangalore. How we’d play in the rain EVERYTIME it rained. How carefree college life was and how its changed now, at the age of 26. Realized that the numbers doesn’t quite matter (pfft, shanky! You’re 26, not 62; stop thinking like a fossil) instead its what you make life to be that matters. Quickly locked my room and ran downstairs before I could have a change of heart.

A few wild stares and a lil psst psst from the other hostel kids. Probably wondering why this crazy woman is dancing in the rain and croaking cheesy songs (Barso re megha- guru / raindrops keep falling on my head- Butch Cassidy and the Sundance kid, Chinna china mazhaithuligal – en swasa katre, and alots of laa la laa’s). Not like I could be bothered much, but I felt pity for them though. The same people, who’d probably be updating their FB status to, wow! It’s raining outside, so nice/so cool to watch the raindrops or other equally cheesy lines, yet, they wouldn’t want to play in the rain, Sigh.

I just realized how abstract my post really is. Sheesh. Probably the Dhobi Ghat effect :p

Anyhoo, I’m a happy bee and the rain helps prioritize one’s life. I know I’d want to be happy, (always thought that qualifies as an answer to what you’d want to be in future) although completing the MSc within 18 months is very high on my wish list right now :P

Go stare at the rain if its raining over there, but, by all means, try and play in it, if you can, it’s the happiest thing to do!

Stuff Shanky Does

Stuff I do when I miss you :)

Ps*, if you dont get it, its (I) (Love) (You) and a little dance at the end :) :)