Bombay Dreams

YouTube is awesome.
So is A.R.Rahman.

After years of searching for this part of the disastrous song I had to dance to in high school, I finally found it.



This song is probably high up on my friend Nivedita's and my embarrassing moments list - as part of an inter-school competition, we were on a team that had to show how it was talented in more than one way. So, I had to step out of my literary and quizzing comfort zone, and participate in acting, dancing, and other awful activities put on the face of the earth by aliens wronged during Creation. My only consolation is that none of it was filmed. And the human memory is a fickle thing, so most people have probably forgotten about it.

But it's still an awesome song.

Inspiration

Negin just told me that she jumped off the Congress Bridge with some friends. I'd never even considered it...but it can be done - it has been done! Negin is my hero. Heroine. Whatever.

It will be something to brag about - and will definitely be more interesting than just watching bats fluttering uselessly around the bridge after sunset.

I have a new goal in life. :)

Return to Quirkiness

20th April, 2008.

It's weird how some dates are so significant...I remember exactly what I was doing on this day 5 years ago - taking the IIT exam (and falling asleep midway through it!), and then attending my cousin's wedding in the evening. That was a wonderful day.

2 years ago, I left UT for the annual DBF trip to Wichita, Kansas. That was a fun trip - the plane we had built actually flew, and we witnessed some rather amazing crashes.

And right now, I'm hiding in a library, trying to get my work done for the week. A 10-page report, a test, and two other assignments. Life could be worse. So this isn't so bad.

This last week has been uplifting. I feel like I passed through a storm and came out bruised, but very much alive. And just taking a step back from things really does help you see so much better - help arrives just when you least expect it - and life puts on its unpredictability-hat again. It's just better that way.

I attended the UT chorus recital for the first time on Friday. It was amazing.... Johnny was brilliant. 'Moondance' is currently my favorite song now (which changes every other day anyway). It was interesting watching the performers....it was like looking at a group handpicked for a movie - there was diversity in size, shape, hairstyles, expressions. One singer fiercefully reminded of Edgar Allen Poe - I'm not sure why. I've never even seen pictures of that author.

Some observations:
-All the clocks in my room still show different times. One of my roommates decided I was indulging in psychological trickery... she's probably right.
-My mom, according to my sister, has taken to sleeping with her glasses on. I remember how, a few years ago, my excuse for doing that was that 'my glasses help me see my dreams better'.
-At my roommate's birthday dinner the other day, I found that shooting tortilla chip-crumbs at people through drinking straws is the most fun thing ever.

Discovery

I made a discovery today...

I really don't like the American language.

Numb

Sitting down at the end of a long day, and thinking about everything that happened today, I am beginning to wonder...

When did I stop caring?
When was the last time I was really, truly, ecstatically happy?
Why do some people matter so much?
Why do the ones that should ... don't?
What happened?
Why are distances so long?
Why are the good times so short?
What was I thinking?

I wish I could have gone kite-flying.

A Flicker of Happiness

Have you ever seen someone's face light up when they saw you? Like literally - light up.

I think I noticed that for the first time today. I never thought I could make someone's day like that.

It felt good.