my nascent thoughts

Okay, guess what it's 4 am! I haven't gone to sleep. After ages i am up till this hour.

Didn't had a very good start of the day, but it ended well actually perfectly well. I mentioned in my previous post about the cloud computing workshop and I bunked it! Lazy me! Good news is that it's Sunday today and I have a choice to get up late! Monday too, is a holiday. I am planning to fast for Shivaratri. Fasting, for the first time in my life!

Swati(my ROOM MATE, actually she pretty attached to the word "room mate") is sleeping! Yeah, she's human and if my mommy is reading this post I am sure she'll definitely bombard me with her questions!

I have to wrap up this post. It's very late. goodnight neha! off to sleep. :)

Its been long long long time since i have updated my blog. I often visit my blog and some other blogs which i used to visit way back in 2005-2006! Whoa! 2005? Seriously its 2012 now, right?
When i scroll through my posts which i used to post in my school days, and when i read the comments, it brings smile on my face. I miss that life, my school life, my school friends particularly Smriti, Silky, Priya, Surabhi and all.

Two days back, I made an attempt to contact Priya, but her numbers are not available. :( We all had promised we'll stay in touch, but things change. I miss them a lot at time.

Okay, I am just another "engineer to be", 3 more semesters and college life will be over! Well presently, I want it to get over, but I am sure when it actually happens I am definitely going to miss my college life. I have made new friends here. Swati, Ruchi, Roshni, Shiwani and all.

Swati, well on her, I can write a book. She a girl of that disposition which every person on earth wish to be with. She is just perfect. I don't have words, but honestly, she is a gem at heart who is so innocent, so lovely! At times I feel do people like her, still exist? She seems so out of world.

I don't know what else to write and I am not even sure when will I write again, but when I am writing this, am getting a weird kind of feeling! hehe! I used to blog so much, I was so involved here and was so much lost in this virtual world since I found it more fascinating and all of a sudden I took such a long break, and just avoided everything, social network, blog, chats, almost lost all enthusiasm. ACTUALLY I am liking it, and since I have started, I guess I'll continue my blabbers here.

So cleaning, dusting, removing all pale leaves here, nascent thoughts will be recorded. Life till my 3rd year of engineering has been smooth, in fact lovely! I love my milieu. I don't actually like college life,but hostel life is super fun!

So, am gonna put up more and more crap and stuffs here, to laugh few years hence like I do now when I pass by "my nascent thoughts" of my school days at times!

2:30 am, no music. Have to attend a seminar on cloud computing tomorrow. So Baby! Time to sleep. :)

A father passing by his teenage daughter's bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was neat and tidy. Then he saw an envelope propped up prominently on the centre of the pillow. It was addressed "Dad".With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:-

Dear Dad,

It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you, but I'm leaving home. I had to elope with my new boyfriend Sandy because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mom and you. I've been finding real passion with Sandy and he is so nice to me. I know when you meet him you'll like him too - even with all his piercing, tattoos, and motorcycle clothes. But it's not only the passion Dad, I'm pregnant and Sandy said that he wants me to have the kid and that we can be very happy together. Even though Sandy is much older than me (anyway, 42 isn't so old these days is it?), and has no money, really these things shouldn't stand in the way of our relationship, don't you agree?Sandy has a great CD collection; he already owns a trailer in the wood-sand has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. It's true he has other girlfriends as well but I know he'll be faithful to me in his own way. He wants to have many more children with me and that's now one of my dreams too. Sandy taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and he'll be growing it for us and we'll trade it with our friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Sandy can get better; he sure deserves it!!Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren.

Your loving daughter,

Rosie.

At the bottom of the page were the letters "PTO". Hands still trembling, her father turned the sheet, and read:

PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbour's house.I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that's in my desk centre drawer. Please sign it and call when it is safe for me to come home. I love you!

Till I was in 10th, I don’t remember a single day I traveled alone. Okay I am not talking of traveling from India to Afghanistan but like from machua toli to macharhatta. The two Ms are places in Patna. …and my knowledge about different places here was same as that of a three year old’s or you can say worse than that. I mean even if I were kidnapped I could be safely kept in the fifth building to mine’s, I’d be wondering where on earth am I. Basically, I spent half of my day at school and rest at home. Life is different now. I mean I go out alone, that too on my own. It might sound silly but it’s quite an achievement for me. From coaching to everywhere I do the traveling without any known company. It’s interesting.

There is a rush for autos when 100s of students come out of coaching centers. Mostly jumping, skipping, dancing or somehow boys manage to attack autos. The one who are left are the girls or at least I am the last one left anyway unless the autowala with a heart as big as hippopotamus refuse the boys and offers the seats to girls. Yesterday, a person came next to us[me and a friend],-“kaha jana hai madam?” “X road!” “Toh aayi ye na, mera auto aage hai.” My friend-“cool yaar, itni jaldi!great luck, C’mmon.” My detective mind came to play. Kidnapping? :O I mean how can it be so easy, when there are so many passengers still waiting, you are invited as if Rabri devi is your mami. But before I could resist, my friend dragged me, I had no time to explain her. But 15 steps ahead an auto was waiting. We sat. The autowala started, two more boys(students) came, the autowala made them sit on his either side. Another came, he was about to sit next to us when autowala screamed-“ A A A idhar aao bhai! ” …and he sat next to where 3 people were already sitting. For those who’ve never seen what’s an auto is like let me tell you 4 people were sitting on seat which was meant for one.

Both of us exchanged glances. “Whats going on, exactly!” Till the time in the auto there were 6 people. 2 girls sitting comfortably on 3 seats and 3 boys with autowala on a single seat were hanging like guavas from mango tree. Okay, we weren’t dropped at fifth building to mine’s but to exact place where we had to. When we came out and paid the fare, the autowala asked with a pleased smile on his face-“ koi taqleeef nahi hua na madam? Hum sambhaal kar chala rahe the!” He meant he drove minimising the jerks on smooth roads of Patna. I frowned but could not help smiling, -“thank you, bilkul nahi.” The three guavas…err…I mean boys sat finally on 3 different seats and the auto was on its way. We exchanged glances nth time and burst into laughter scaring away the street dog who was comfortably asleep.

Girls do have advantages. Nahi? Well at least this incident made me feel so. Safe and sound I was at home. No I am not obsessed by ‘kidnapping’ but this incident is still fresh in mind.

Anyway…I hope we come across such autowala everyday. :D

Love is like a butterfly.
The more you chase it, the more it eludes you.
But if you let it fly, it would come to you when you least expect it.

No no...I am not in love. Relax. I was just looking for something to begin this post. Liked this quote, found it good, so pasted it here.Anyway.

Its been a long time since I stepped into this blog world. Thanks to nitin. Well actually I owe him a lot! Blogging has been quite an experience for me.

And another year is at its verge. 2006 was of okay types. I mean this year was completely different. Everything has changed. I mean my routine was nearly same for past 10 years, and its pretty different now. This was the year of many' firsts' and 'frusts'. First time appeared for board examination. First time discovered what's co-ed is like. First time I was away at some other school, where there were none of my dear pals namely Silky, Smriti, Surabhi , Priya, Jayanti, Sneha. But I have Lekhi here. First time somebody proposed me. [It was this day when I felt ...err...I'm not a kid] First time I rejected my first proposal. :P I don't believe in gf and bf thing! First time I felt good about myself, I mean...forget it.

Well, look how competitive things are. I discovered yesterday my cousin brother has got AIR 1 in NTSE or some competition. Cool. Mindblowing. I am so happy for him& have just received his new year card with wishes-"Aim for the moon"! *wipe off the perspiration* .I hope am not getting competitive at all but these things build a lot of pressure, when you are told look everybody's performing. Papa expects a lott. I am never compared but competitons develop automatically.I just hope I'd fulfill everybody's expectations. kambhakt life mein bott tension hai, yaar! Btw, he won a digi-cam. I am envious, you know. :P Hey I hope amitanshu isn't reading this. If you are, don't take it in negative sense. Mis-understanding is the worst thing, which hampers every relationship. Life wasn't smooth in past few months.I have just overcome some serious problem which is not worth mentioning here.

Something I learnt this year. You just can't make things happen the way you want. Be patient, be your true self, you'll always get the positive output.

Whoa! Am I sounding like someone suffering from OCD or something? Nah! I am in no dilemma. Now while I am typing this I have such a serious expression on my face as if it has been ages since I smiled. anyway anyway anyway. Ab hamara jaane ka time shime ho gaya. Bole toh mere ko jaane ka hai.

Wish you all a VERY VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR, 2007!

Examination time! Ended up with my chemistry paper[ which I obviously screwed up], and landed here in cc, after a long long time. This time I was asked if I want my net connection back, but I refused. I am still wondering what made me say so... . I have got to get back home, but after I finish writing this. Its pretty difficult, I mean I never feel comfortable in cafes, anyway, I have lot of things in mind..so much is happening around, my life has incredibly changed and so have I.

I am in a bit of hurry. This cafe is pretty dark. DAV is ridiculous yet 'cool'. There is so much bf and gf kinda things here,its fun.

What Sarjana did was...was really interesting. There's a guy T, god damn good looking and has mind blowing personality[according to her].Everytime she sees him around she'd start jumping like anything in excitement. T discovered, obviously he had to, and yesterday approached her. Actually I am skipping few things which happened before yesterday.

T approached her. She was with her friends then[I had left when it all happened] and he walked up to her. "Can I have a word?"

Rest left. Obviously the girls were giggling.[..err..thats my imagination], am surprised Sarjana didn't faint. :P

T: Is it true what A and T told me!

S: YES!

T: I mean...you don't know me, do you? And in fact never knew my name..

S: Love @ first sight. [She was 2 the point, and now I am sure and certain she's mad. Are you reading this...miss??]

T: I don't believe in such things.

S: Your problem! I do.

T: Anyway...well..all I can say is...friends?

They shook hands and they're friends.[She told this to me with utmost zeal] :))

So, this is all which happens everyday here. Pretty interesting. I find. As for myself ...ummmm...next post. Its already too late. Mom will kill me if I don't get back on time.

As for me. Mon to Sat- school. Plus monday alternate maths separate classes and Tuesday alternate Physics. So I am left with Sunday which is litrally free. Still wondering where should I adjust chemistry. 9 days a week could have made things easy. Anyway, I have become a bigtime sucking. I have read some 10-12 novels so far which I hated @ some point of time. Silky is back for two months from dehradun. I met her. Thinner and prettier. Smriti and Priya getting beautiful'ler'. ...Life is a bit busy but cool unlike me.

Would boast something before I conclude: Guess what?? I got two proposals so far. :D:D. I think its like a competition how many proposals do you get...phew...anyway will give a detailed a account of all these 'silly' things next time. Time to leave.

PS: sorry lekhi. next time. You are so cute, sweet, great. please!!:D

Another post-midnight post! [12:45 a.m.] :D

Right now my sis is standing right in front of the mirror and can see she is pretty scaringly[not sure if this word exists] scolding her image since past 20 minutes. Actually she is busy with her debate practice. I think only mad people practise debate at 1am. Anyway, thats boring, I am trying to disturb her by enrique's "love to see you cry!". and and and and and..what else to write...? ummmm..

Yes. Actually I am very stubborn and obstinate type girl.[..and I am boasting? silly me.] This attitude of mine always makes me fall into trouble. I fought with mommy today. :((( I don't know how can I be an obediant and good mamma's daughter. I'll have to work hard on this. By the way, classes are suspended tomorrow, and I don't know why. I think they'll remain suspended this complete week.

How are practical exams and viva taken? My god I never knew it would be so interesting. In my previous school I used to be so apprehensive about viva and practical and here its absolute fun. Boys really do have tremendous sense of humour. I am a actually a product of convent school and now in DAV. So when a friend saw the pic of my ex-school's pricipal in her formal uniform of nuns, he was like -" arre yeh toh gadar waali hai!"

My new school has very relaxing environment. No strict rules for discipline and all, as it was in convent. We have lots of free periods, one can easily bunk classes [btw, i haven't any yet. conclusion: I am good girl], library is good enough for time-pass, every class has almost one gulabo and a group of munna bhai type gang. Munna bhai type must be clear but from gulabo I mean...actually, there is a guy in our class, spherical in structure. Even before the teacher throws the question he jumps up with some answer which never makes sense. He stands with one of his hand bent near his abdomen and palm hanging down..well..due to gravity. It's pretty difficult to explain in words actually. He has approx 10000 doubts in every chapter. He walks like a she-model walking the ramp, what you call cat-walk! That's brief description of gulabo. I know its bad to make fun of somebody, I sometimes feel sorry[yeah, I am saint type] for the poor guy as well, but I bet he never does for hiself. He is actually a chipku type.

OK. leave gulabo aside. It's so much fun here in this school. Teachers are very very very friendly[exceptions exixts]. Two months have gone by and my new friends have discovered a lot a about myself- "Neha, how can you be so careless?" "You are crazy!" "You, IDIOT" I am obliged, I am pretty known here by my virtues, you know.

Papa has been giving long big huge gigantic lectures-"nobody will ever respect you unless you stand on your own feet and all by your own..blah blah..."[I am sure though I don't use wheel chair]. Well the ultimate conclusion of his theories is - Study hard, study study and study else you'll regret later in life." Yaaaaawwwnn!! I am feeling sleepy now. My god I had nothing to write and still I wrote so much? :O