I,me, myself-2

So, I am back! just as I promised I would be..rotfl! Hmm..I really don't like using sms lingo on the blog but, what the hell? I'll use it just the same! This blog is also filled with some more nauseating self elevation.


What is my favorite chocolate snack: Chocopie..the one I eat in the tuck shop everyday without fail, also making sure I ask him everyday why is it worth Rs.15 in the College when it's worth Rs.10 outside..

What kind of a will will I or rather did already make? : An unprivileged will (sob.sob. well, I should be happy that it's not an underprivileged will.) thanks to a certain 'boy' of my class..unhappy realisation.

How will I die? : Will be murdered by an axe murderer...or rather any of my professors, considering the amount of work they so lovingly bestow upon us!

Will I go to heaven or hell? : Hmm...........for once I am clueless!

That's all folks will go sleep now. Will drown the sorrow of a bad math paper in my sleep.

Will have to wake up and slog for another test...........till then I ' ll keep wondering about the heaven or hell thingy...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................*(that was me thinking, funny or what???????).

I, me myself

Ok. Now it’s time for some nauseating self elevation.

What I was called when I was born: Nothing. Duh! Aren’t we all?

What my parents named me: Sneha Sindhu. Hmm…I really don’t know about the Sindhu part….

What I named myself: Sneha Lee..Yeah a much better substitute for Sindhu

What my friends named me: G, GSS, Nemo, The G, and the like…

My favorite color: Blue any shade, light, and dark, royal, navy…

The color of my heart: Purple? Thanks Facebook

What shoes I am: Belles..ok that’s kinda nice…and that’s what facebook told me

What animal I am: a dog..facebook again

What legendary animal I am: The Unicorn.. nice!

What famous movie couple I am : Jack and Rose…hmmm, interesting

What city I must live in: Seattle..Yeah right, I dunno man, but for the next five years I am stuck in Jodhpur

What food I am: Chocolate mousse..yum!

What sport I am? : Football..yeah baby, the beautiful game rocks!

What music I am? : That’s easy rock to a certain extent, and classical

What instrument I am?: I am the veena..Thanks Ammamma :)

My favorite song: When you say nothing at all by Ronan Keating

My favorite flavor: Chocolate

My favorite fruit: Apple and Strawberry

Hey, I ‘ll be back with some more nauseating as soon as possible……………until then I shall go find some unfinished business, which as you all might be aware is not hard to find in this place! lmao.

Of a curly haired girl and my days in a desert........

I know. I am back after a long hiatus. I am back on the request of a curly haired girl who lives on the third floor (actually second) of SN Halls of the National Law University. She claims to have chanced upon my blog while she was "googling" my name. Now, you might wonder (this considering there are ppl who actually read my random rantings) .. does a girl who studies in a University like this..actually get time to sit in front of the Computer and google a random person's name???? Well welcome to the reality of Law Schools in India.

There's always work to do, and it's just that no one's ready to do it. Let's take me as an example..a second semester girl. I have a test on Harper Lee's TO KILL A MOCKING BIRD on Monday, a test on Quantitative Techniques on Tuesday, and no prizes for guessing, another godforsaken test on Wednesday!!!!!!!! If I was any place else, or lets just say If i had been home, I would have definitely been studying! No what am I doing here? I am sitting and updating a blog which I have not touched since eternity.

Now, the time has come for the submission of the CLAT forms, yeah the test I had written to come to this place. People call me these days, for obvious reasons, people who i thought had been wiped off the face of this earth call and ask me about the exam ? here's a selection:

How's the College?
to them- It's really good. It's a National University na?

to myself- Ok. What am I saying? Get a grip girl!!!

How's the food?
to them- Oh! the food tasty, you actually get South Indian food, it tastes really delicious. The mess has Veg and Non-veg everyday, and you can buy whatever you want. There's even stuff like Kababs and chicken everyday!

to myself- Who am I kidding? Paneer is served in different colors and is called different things. All the chicken tastes the same!

This one must, should and will the first place,

How's the faculty?
to them- Lovely, very knowledgeable...fully cooperative.

to myself-....................................................................................


Well atleast the parents think it's a good college.

After coming here, there has been a lot of change in my language. It has been influenced a lot of Hindi. My English has surprisingly transformed into NLUish. I say a lot of things like 'vehla', which happens to be by the way, the right word to describe the situation of the curly haired girl. Well actually it's 'vehlaapan'. All that I have typed till now can be classified as 'bakchodi', I am using this word much to the displeasure of the curly haired girl. Oh! I almost forgot another word which can be used to describe anything is "Saastha". The plethora of abuses which have been added onto my already full arsenal is countless!

I came here with a wish to make a change to the world. TO make the world a better place...what was I thinking? Was I hallucinating???????

All hasn't changed, I still inspired the curly haired girl to start her own blog...........................................................................................

As the days pass by....

I know its been a really long time. I wasn't getting the motivation to sit on my laptop and write. Things here are amazing. I am really liking the college. I made awesome friends. There have been a few 'firsts'. Like the the first time I ever slept in a class(sitting in the first row), or the time I slept like a baby in a guest lecture, or the time I and not someone else did my assignment. I am getting to interact with people from all over India. The family feeling is finally rising. And yeah, speaking of families, I also found a few Gunners fans here!!!!!!!!!!!!
Seen a few films, seen Bachna e Haseeno in a dump of a theatre, got used to sitting in backbreaking autos. All this is pretty much getting into my system. We go for long walks in the campus and 'see' a lot of 'things'.
I sometimes feel really protected, but sometimes feel really cut-off from the real world. On one of those really 'cut of from the world' days, I logged onto www.cricinfo.com. Was browsing through the usual things when something caught my eye..
BRETT LEE TO MISS BANGLADESH SERIES DUE TO 'FAMILY' PROBLEMS
My hands unconsiously cliccked on it and I came to know of the bad news. I did not expect it. It was really so sudden. I mean, wow ,this is incredible. Then when I actually thought about it the split seemed inevitable. Liz did not seem like a person who would be comfortable with sitting at home and making babies! Aww..come on, which modern young liberated woman would? I am not talking about WAGS. Libby tried her best to be a dutiful W.A.G., and she did not fail. Maybe she was just sick and tired of being the medieval wife. All the reports I have read till now have all been in Brett's favor abt him being the family man, the doting dad, and the rest.
NO one no one cared to write anything form Liz's point of view. She deserves a chance. her side of the story needs to be told. The reasons why she did what she did need to be appreciated. It was her life and she I am sure made a decision after thinking about it. I am sure no amount of money and no amount of anything can replace the husbandly feeling. This can be a lesson to all the other W.A.G.s to come out of their frustrated, barbie doll showcase life. What Liz did can be an example to the other wifes, who are sick of sitting at home or running around the world. Libby set an example, it needs to be follwed. Yeah Liz you rock!!!!!!!!!
Brett still is my fav player, I am sad for him, but this post just poured out of my heart. I hope this awakens all the wifes, girlfrends, who feel ignored and neglected to take the next step. Only in extraordinary, rarest of the rare cases.

The aftermath.......

The days have passed quickly...The date of my leaving is staring me in the face. I am a little tensed, but very excited! I have waited for this all my life. As the days pass by after the results there were a large number of people poring into my house. People with happy faces and lovely gifts. So I thought I'd list out all presents just so I could cherish them later. I will try to make the list as short as possible! So, all sweet boxes and chocolates are not being counted.

Flower bouquets
Handbag
Hyderbadi Biryani
Mangalgiri Dress Material(nice!)
Sony Ericsson w580i(yeah the Hrithik Roshan 'Shake it baby thing')
New Lenovo Laptop
Scented Candles
College bag
Junk Jewellry
Wallet
J'adore Dior Perfume
Well, I think I have covered almost everything! I musta put on a thousand kgs with all the chocolates I've been hogging. I got used to sleeping for a trillion hours a day. I wake up in the afternoon have lunch then I usually go shopping or go out with friends..I've strangely turned into the laziest girl on earth!
Come the 14th of July all this will have to change! I am sure I can change for the better. So right now its all ahoy...National Law University!!!!!!!!!!!1

National Law University

So...the suspense is finished. After all the slogging I find myself in National Law University, Jodhpur. Yeah, the name sounds royal, innit? The last two months I was working sincerely. There was no internet at home and no chance of me updating this little space.It feels like I am on the top of the world. The world around me is suddenly looking a lot rosier. Trust me, it is. I am finally on my way to becoming a Lawyer, yeah just in another 5 years. Don't worry, I will be updating my blog as regularly as possible, on my new Lappie! yeah, a brand new lappie!
Well, the idea of going to such an amazing university scares me. Do I know anything? Will I be ragged(lite..actually)? Will I be able to adjust? Can I do my own laundry? Am I capable enough to take care of myself???
Well, I guess these questions can wait, can't they? *I will figure out when time comes!!!!!! Until then cya....

Julia-Well Tanned..

Yup! that's my pirate name. So? Why am I telling you all this? Hmm.......Julia-The Well Tanned. Tanned? I thought I was a dusky beauty(lol!)...What am I getting at? Trust me, I really don't know...The recent floods in Hyderabad have washed away my non-existent brains. I guess the lack of intellect in a person does show from time to time..
The other day I took a quiz in some lousy website.
It was called the Harry Potter quiz.
Well, it told me which Harry Potter Character I was...
So, here's the quiz:

1) What's your favorite color?
Blue

2) Do you have long hair?
No

3) Do you like pets?
Yes

4) Are you popular among the opposite sex?
I really don't know

5) Do you have a crush on somebody famous?
Yeah.

6) Who are more important to you, boys or books?
Books!

7) What would your ideal evening be?
Playing football.

8) In school you were more into..
Sports..

9) Your favorite pets?
Cats and Dogs.



After all this bull crap, I had to press 'ENTER'
Lo and Behold!
The Result:
Ginerva Weasley!
What a humungous amount of nonsense!

Unkept promises have become a part of my dreary life, so no apologies about not updating my blog. My exams were pretty good. Much better than I thought they would be. And the most suprising part of it all.....the building stood the test of time. And the silly men in tights stopped staring at my writing.
After the exams there were parties, a few tears were shed, but I guess I got used to all this by now. Leaving old friends behind, and making new ones has become a part of my life. My law classes have started, with new people in them. As for the classes they are more interesting than ever. It was good to catch up with my 'old friends'.
So I am back again to doing what I love. Yeah, documenting my silly thoughts on insignificant matters. I realised one blog wasn't going to be enough for this..so I started another blog.

www.wonkywillow.blogspot.com
This piece of the internet is where I plan to post all my thoughts about the willow game.

Finally, after months of waiting, the month of March has finally arrived. I have to seriously think about my life and what it's going to be in the next few weeks, yeah till the big CLAT exam on the 11th of May. The applications have been sent. Speedposted at eight in the night, from a crowded General Post Office, on a tense Monday(which, was supposedly a very good day).
I guess there's only one thing left for me to do..well, yeah. I better start studying.
Here's what I plan to do in the next two months:
1)Study.

2)Make the best of the little time I have, and get into a Law School, either by hook or by crook.

Well, that's really what I have to do. SO my posts will become even more irregular. But then again, I don't keep promises.........

BLOOD BATH AT UPPAL CROSSROADS

Heya people.......Today, I can proudly say that I had written my funniest board paper ever! I never knew that one report which I had to write could change the face of my English paper. The paper was good by the way...
So, there was a question in the paper.

Write a report on a road accident....

hmm...my mind lit up with ideas, after a long time my head was brimming with ideas! I wanted to have the satisfaction of killing Frankie, well, atleast on paper..I was floating away into dreams when suddenly a sharp,'1 1/2 hours left!', brought me back with a thud! I decided against the Frankie murder idea!But here's what I came up with!

BLOOD BATH AT UPPAL CROSSROADS

Hyderabad,March12:Uppal Crossroads witnessed on Wednesday night, what can easily be called the most gruesome of accidents in the recent past. In a bizzare event, two trucks, both way over the speed limit hit each other. Both the drivers lost their lives on the spot. A later report revealed that both drivers were heavily intoxicated. One of the drivers was identified as M.Rama Murthy, a resident of Patan Cheruvu, while the other was identified was J. Mudaliar, a driver from the state on Tamil Nadu. Police are investigating the matter. A case had been opened.

This is exactly what I had written in my paper, I hope the examiner likes it! Nothing much happened today.

Have Math-A and Math-B next, so my next post is going to come up only on Friday..until then, it's Good Bye from me!!


P.S.-For people who are unaware, Uppal is where my College in located!

Boards, Medals, and Baboons............

Guys, my boards have began ...ahh... late night revisions and yeah, eating your favorite stuff whenever you want, long phone calls that start with asking doubts , but ultimately end in discussions about, well, the latest episode of American Idol.(lol!). So, I finished my French exam today, the papier was tres bien, ok, I am still recovering from the after effects of that paper..
When I came back home I kinda realised how much I am missing my blog..So, cher amis , I decided to chronicle each and everyday of my exams in my blog! I must say, I did have quite an experience today.
Here goes my first day...
I woke up at 4:15...yawn..then revised French verbs and their conjugation..I was very happy to realise that this would be my last time learning those miserable verbs! Yeah come on, it does get pretty bugging if you have to write stuff like this a billion times, here's an example:
Je suis
Tu es
Il est
Elle est
Nous sommes
Vous etes
Ils sont
Elles sont...
I don't have the patience to tell you the translation..
So, then I got ready by 7, and reached Vignan Junior College by 7:30am. The first sight of the dilapidated building shocked me! I began to wonder if the building would survive the 13 days we have our exams..It was in a state of ultimate despair. There was renovation work everywhere. Now, the College itself was on the third floor. The only floof which was not in shambles.
After a herculean effort to find our rooms and those last minute 'All the best's Sam and I parted ways. I slowly made my way into class room 1-A. It looked morose, like it was not happy to be our 'host' for the exams, well never mind.
Exactly at 7:50, our invigilators came in. I am still wondering how men, aged between , let's say in their late twenties manage to move around in tight crotch hugging pants. Yeah, that's what we got for invigilators..a couple of weird baboons!
I finally started writing my paper at five minutes past 8. I breezed through the translations , and the comprehension. I was thinking my way out of the question and answers when it happened. It always happens during public exams. It happened to me in the ICSE, first year was no different....why should this year be any special?
Okey guys, I am leftie. So what? I am not a leper am I?
So, when I was writing the answer, one of the baboons comes and starts looking at my paper, I don't think that he even understood one bit of what I had written. He was busy staring at my writing..Now, how are you supposed to write, if a man in a crotch hugging pant and a chest bearing shirt (ala a Salman Khan, well , now even Shahrukh and also Amir is also not lagging behind), and also giving off an unbearable odour is leaning over you????????? Ohk, I waited for two minutes, the stench was too much! I turn sharply to him..and my eyes say,'Buzz off, stinky!' I think he got the message....so he walks off, and starts chatting with the other baboon, or maybe they are gay..they could not get their hands off each other..yuck!!!!!!!
I finish my paper at 9:45 am..then spent a whole hour thinking of well, nothing, watching the baboons, and their miserable attempts to flirt with middle aged lady invigilators, I finally hand in my paper at a half past ten, and made my way home with Sam.
She had done her paper well too.....
English on Monday, so cya guys then!
I would also like to wish the Indians on my behalf! They were awesome..their victory was well deserved...I don't think I am gonna say anything more...and yeah, Congrats Brett for bagging the Allan Border Medal...And finally I am gonna miss you Gilly!!!!!!!!!!!!!
P.S. Get well soon Eduardo!!!

अलविदा..गिल्ली..

I take a break from my self induced stay way time from my blog to post this very emotional post on Eric Gilchurch a.k.a Adam Gilchrist..yeah, the greatest ever wicketkeeper batsmen. My fingers are trembling...my eyes are still wet from yesterday's tears of happiness..I am going to miss you loads Gilly! Cricket's not going to be the same without you mate..
So, here's a photo tribute to Gilly's last game on his home ground..what a spectacle it was!!!!!!
Walking out to bat....for the last time in the WACA....

A Gilly special.......

50!

A brilliant 100....

Gilly exuberant after his much awaited 100.........16th in ODIs...

Walking out of the ground for the last time......sob!


Thanks for all the you've given us.....We all will miss you...

Byee Gilly Miss you..............I can never forget you Gilly.....

International Cricket is going through a difficult phase..yeah, with all the boohoo that's been raised about the stress related sabbaticals, the Australian dilemma over the IPL, and the number of players seen retiring from their national team, to join the IPL. Now what exactly is the IPL? Well, do I really have to explain? I am sure there isn't single soul who does not know it..I'd like to think of it as Corporate India's meddling with the game..This has seriously disturbed the equilibrium that had existed within the game, the spirit of bonhomie among the nations.
I don't know what's happening to the cricketers, why are they so caught up with the IPL? I can't understand the need for such money..Why are they behaving like this? What don't they have? And cricketers like Fleming, Rafique, why are they quitting? Fleming? I thought he was one of the very few sensible people in world cricket! I can't believe he's doing this for money..
I am not too sure what this league is going to do to world cricket..We've seen the Indian Cricket League, the brain child of the ZEE Group. I didn't find it that intresting, and I don't think it was a success. I actually managed to catch a few matches and seriously, they bored me to death...yeah, they did.
And think of the poor fans who watch the game? Can they adjust? After years of supporting the Men-in-Blue, in all faithfulness, can they change loyalties as often as the league demands them too? Can a kid who idolised Sachin all through his life , hope and pray that he gets out quick, the next day? And can the kid shift back to supporting Sachin , the next time he dons India colours???????Well, I am leaving it for you guys to decide...
I am just waiting and hoping that Brett joins the league...well, I can't wait to see him again.....lol!
Now, coming to Tait and his problems..when I first saw Tait, I thought he was an ok type bowler, and yeah, he looks kinda cute too. No, he didn't sweep me off my feet when I first saw him bowl....naa, infact I thought he was extreeemly erratic. And I finally thought he was coming together during the WC in the Windies...well, after that he gets injured, and is back to square one, during the Test Series against India..then..he blows the bomb! Right after the series...I am not sure why he took the decision.
Lou Vincent? What's gotten into him? Marcus Treascothick..it all started with him...Or maybe, they are all right..playing international cricket is a stressful thing to do..players have to often cope with hectic schedules, busy plane trips, long days away from home( think of Steve Harmison, his quality of bowling is directly proportional to his distance from home..isn't it?), and other such things..
I thought it was awfully brave of these cricketers to have come out with their problems, and most of all to admit they have problems..
And I wish Shaun Tait comes back as soon as possible. When he comes back I am sure his team mates will take him under their wing, and we'll definetly see improvements!
I guess that's all for this post..and I shall not be posting anything till my boards are done..
Well, see you all on March the 19th(hopefully...If I am still breathing then..that is....).

Tomorrow's Valentine's Day..so what?
Well, I guess that's not the answer you'll get when you ask the pub hopping teens and twenty somethings that frequent malls, McDonald's,KFC's,Pizza places and the like ,in most Indian metros these days.I don't see anything special about this 'Day'. The sun will still rise in the East and sink in the West. This just happens to be one of the myriad 'Days' we have aped from the West, like Mother's Day, Father's Day, Rose Day,and the like...I mean, don't we already have loads of Indian festivals to celebrate? Isn't every festival a celebration of love, happiness, wealth and prosperity?
What is the uniqueness of this day? I mean, if you happen to love a person, can't you express it everyday? Why do we need this one day? Why can't we celebrate love on the remaining 364/365 days of a year? Do we really need a 'day' to tell a person how much we love him/her?
So, on Feb.14th every year we see Television filled with 'love'. News channels go around capturing incredible stories of 'love'.Actors, Politicians, sportspeople are caught and brought before the camera, and are forced to answer 'silly questions'. Young people are quizzed about their 'feelings' for their 'loved ones'..
And the most irritating part..if you happen to be in a gift shop on this day..you will literally be covered with 'showers of love'..yeah..it's just me talking about the tons of confetti that's wasted every year..And by the end of the day..you will be sick of the color, Pink.
So, who finally gains on Valentine's Day..no prizes for guessing the answer.
People are made to waste loads of money on stuff like Greeting Cards, silly bunches of red roses, heart-shaped chocolates, pink candy,and all other nonsense in the form of gifts! This is unnerving!
If you happen to be single on Valentine's day, well, God Save You. You are looked down upon, and immediately shunned. You attract looks. You become the 'object of absolute scorn'. You are treated like you are currently infected with AIDS/Herpes/Scabies/Rabies and the like..
Well, tomorrow, is the Day! I am not asking you to stop loving your special someone, I am just asking you to think if it's really wasting so much time/money/efforts for just the one day...Tell your loved one how much you love her/him whenever you can,show them your feelings, let them know how much you love them throughout your life, let them know that you care.Love is timeless, priceless, don't dedicate just 1 day out of the 365 days in a year to it..Everyday is special, make everyday Valentine's Day!