Happy Birthday!

To you. 

You, whom I met on the day of admissions, and was the first classmate I talked to.

You, whom I spent countless hours with at Moni-da's Canteen, downing plates of questionable Thai Chowmein.

You, who has been my one constant friend through the four years I've been at JUDE.

You, whom I whine and wail to, gossip to, and make the victim of my terrible jokes.

You, whom I go shopping with, bunk classes with, and brave the KMR with.
You, who takes the best pictures of me.
You, whom I text in class even if we're sitting right next to each other.

You, fellow-Cheesecake-lover, who has always stood by me, no matter what.

Here's to you, bringing in your 22nd year.

A very very Happy Birthday!

May life's troubles never wipe away your smile, because it is in the midst of troubles that you discover your strongest self.

Wish you a wonderful year ahead!

Lots of love.<3

Turning 21. And The Days Surrounding It.

I am now 21. Wrinkle cream, anyone? People keep telling me that I'm young (and no doubt I am), and not to obsess over it so much, but all the same, I can't help feeling a little disappointed that Time is passing me by so quickly. It feels like just yesterday that I was 13! But I guess that's what Time does, it's over before you know it.

But I have turned 21, and I am accepting that some moments are fleeing by altogether too quickly for my liking. The challenge, I guess, lies in living each moment and enjoying everything.

Thank you, Ma, for the beautiful pendant and the earrings - I know I said I didn't want anything, and really, I wouldn't have minded if you'd given me just a hug, but trust you to know how much I adore gold! How many girls get gold and diamonds on their birthday? I'm very lucky and blessed. I love you, thank you so much.

Thank you, Guppy, for the flowers. A fantastic surprise - them landing up at midnight. I'd have loved for you and Divya to be here, but ah well, everything's not possible. But thank you for doing your part to make this birthday special.

Thank you, Buri and Tuki, for being such amazing sisters, and putting up with all my idiotic comments and still giving me such great presents. I know it must have been difficult buying something for me, and I love you both all the more for putting in the effort!

Thank you, Shreya, for giving me so many gifts, I'm really really embarrassed. The bottle of Frooti was a nice touch, and totally unexpected. It's awesome having a friend like you, not just on a birthday, but for all 365 days of the year! *tighthug*

So. I'm 21 now. Woohoo. *feels important*
And as for the days surrounding it... Well, watch this space, I shall write "if and when..."
*wink*

For the moment, look at some pictures.

A Little Thank You.

In between the note-passing in class and hanging out at Worldview, in between the nail-biting over Internal Assessments and constant laughter, in between the endless cups of Iced Tea and the Icky Pink Days, in between the continuous complaints of "I'm hungry" and random discussions, I have realised that I have made a few absolutely invaluable friends.

This post is a thank-you to them, for being there, always.

Like Queen put it, "Friends will be friends."

I couldn't agree more.

What would I do without you all? Well, I'd get on, but life wouldn't be so much fun, neither would it be as nice.

*hug*

Life's Good. Touch Wood.

Icky Pink Day at college. Endless cups of Iced Tea. Sitting with friends and talking about nothing, yet talking about everything. Spacing out during Middle English class and doing more interesting things. Long conversations on Gtalk. Brief phone calls that make me smile. An air-mailed package. Pasta- smelling of cheese. Watching Wall-E.
*smiles*
Life's good. Touch wood.

The First Entry!

What do I write about? What should I talk about? My head was filled with thoughts like these, just minutes after I had created my own blog. And then: did it matter? Would anyone read it anyway? Wouldn't I be classified as "just another of those jobless bloggers"?
I bugged a certain Grizzly to give me topics. Rejected one after the other. And then he suggested writing something for all the people I'm going to miss after school. And that got me thinking... And that, in turn, got me writing.
So here is a short something for all my friends. We have done everything together- read Enid Blyton, talked about movies, gossipped about everyone under the sun, gone to fests, participated in them, discussed in hushed whispers the much awaited "first kiss"... And this is for them. The people I will miss after I pass out this year. (It's not in any particular order, though- I'm just writing as they come to my mind.)

AAFREEN - Those Political Science classes- will they ever be forgotten? I hope not. Here's to your 'stories', your heated discussions about anything you believe in, and to Spectrum, of course! For we haven't been friends for a long time- just since Class VI, I think- but we have had nice moments, haven't we?

ALOKITA - My eternal Nightshade... From stealing your pencils and erasers in Lower Infant, to reading Mr. Twiddle under the desk, from doing disastrous Impacts to doing a pretentious play, from crushing on various guys to bitching about the same ones a month later- we have truly done it all. May you find a real-life Georgette Heyer!
P.S. - We still owe each other a kiss!

TANIMA - My best friend through thick and thin. She was the one I bored MOST with all my talk about Kshitij and his deodorant, and then later, about Saikat and our 'amazing connection'! I have crashed at her place every once in a while, she has called me up at random times to talk, we have had funny 3-ways with Ritu on MSN Messenger, she has ragged me at every possible opportunity, and as always- I usually do not understand what she's talking about at any given time. But we have gone through too much together, too much to talk about.

NAMRATA - My strangest friendship ever- it has been with her. She is probably the only person to have had hated me like a worst enemy, and loved me like a best friend. Class XI and XII brought us closer. And now she is one of the people I shall miss most after leaving. My partner for bunking, passing notes, and the eternally patient listener- a true best friend.

TANYA - The famous '95th percentile'! Her shoulders have always been there right in front to feel up! The girl with the most attitude, and probably the most amount of brains- that's Tanya for you. Never minces what she says- be it good, bad, or ugly- she is, like me- thoroughly in-your-face. And yes, the sweetest smile ever.

PRIYANSHI - We have had our bad moments, and our good ones. From JG's Elective classes, to 'Pocha Cake' during Spectrum, from bad Impacts to "You probably TRIGGED it!", this has also been a friendship worth remembering. Pansy- the girl with the golden voice and the platinum pride.

TAPASYA - To the friend who never bathed, never tied her hair, and never washed her uniform- and yet still managed to get one of the nicest guys around! I marvel at the power of miracles. No one- not even me, has been able to surpass her bad attendance or her phakibaji! And here's to your Economics Honours!

SHABDITA - The girl I loved to hate. Need I say anything more? A short and sweet friendship, and hopefully one that will continue. Love you, Shabs!

RITIKA PATNI - Our aspiring lawyer! The girl with different earrings, oodles of attitudes and confusion, and readiness to bunk any kind of class! Remember the day we managed to get out of school, go to CCD under the pretext of writing an Impact script, and then had nothing to show at the end of the day? Good times!

DHARA - My 'dim-witted pretty other half' - in Tanima's words. I have just three words for you- "How is Kashyap?"

PRIYANKA KUMAR - My co-scriptwriter, the best one I could ever have asked for! This is one girl who understands me like few others, and one girl who can give me an inferiority complex with her English- again, like few others!

ANNESHA SIL - The eternal Retard, the spoilt brat- whose house we landed up at for kebabs and 'Impact Practice'. When is my private farewell?

SHWETA SEN - The shamajik projapoti of our school. I have not known her too well, but she still remains one of my most favourite juniors. A guest appearance in school, and regular appearance at Venom- she rocked as Park Street!

WAMIKA MIMANI - "How art thee, Mrs. Norris?"

And that, as they say- is that. I shall miss you all. But we will keep in touch, won't we? WON'T WE????!