mockTALES!

I have a plan...to entrap somebody into my social life....hee haa...wickedd...huh!.....did u guess......cute guy?.....cute guy's best friend?...cute guy's puppy....awwwwww...NO!
neither....
its the nurse who sits outside the OT in my hosp....by 'my' hosp I mean the college hospital where I'm a student....anyway....she my dearest....is the to-be-apple-of-my-eye.........
Ill explain the reason for my suck-up-ness.......before u think of some weird things like JOEY...She decides who gets to enter the OT...I mean from among the students and interns........and she has all the KHABRR.....about all the important one-in-a-thousand surgeries that could be taking place........SUPER.....to cut somebody open or to watch them being cut open is like a dream come true.....yeah im a witch..wateverr!
welcome....my new BEST friend ppl
I know she wont read this....but to prove my passion for surgery......I can do ANYTHING to get into that OT for a cardiac or neuro surgery.....and for my new best friend....il learn the Marathi dialect if she asks for it.....btw I despise the language......sayin it so u understand the sacrifice.....I would adopt her kids if she'd ask but that I wudnt mind doing for nothing in return ;)........soooo....watch out kantabai (I dunno her name yet).....HERE I COME......


Did you know, in Australia the population is so scarce that 1 person can take upto 3 acres of land....all by himself.....whoaa!
now did you know....that the population of India is so abundant...that whether or not there are inhabitants in a single yard.....there are remnants of their existence.....
I was going to college the other day...on a boring morning........early morning to be specific.....and while waiting for the train.....I was counting the amount of footwear on the railway tracks.......DUDEE.....I was bored....I already mentioned that the morning was boring....plus it was easier to ignore the lechers while counting shoes.......anway there were about 40 or 50 shoes without their other halves within 50 metres......hehehe.......now u know what the problem of our country is?......
I was obviously wondering about the degree of coincidences.....all that I could imagine within my scope of thinking.....u know like it fell off the foot while hanging outta the train n all that...but then ....I was like wtf...the population is soooooo much..that it happened to sooo many people....that it didnt even seem like a coincidence....how many dumb people existed?....there were all types of footwear........how many of them were wearing shoes double their actual shoe size? and letting them fall on the tracks...u knw the perpetual spitters who spit at every possible inch of free space that isnt marooned with their saliva........now there are loose-stringers.....Im calling them that coz there were shoes with shoe strings on em too.....like obviously...the wind in our city is so gusty that the string unwound itself and the shoe slipped off.......d-uh......obviously that happened!.....lol...next time ur shoe string snaps....dont look for a cobbler....look down at our city's self sufficient railway tracks......


Since we're talking about our city......I find it necessary to mention how closely Ive seen the filth in it....and how closely I've seen the languid standard of living of the people.....I'm a Bombay lover so by no means is this going to be condescending or demeaning.....Im just saying it as a part of the bad luck that exists in my life.....I travel the Bombay way...by trains...if u havent travelled by trains in Bombay.....u dunno how it lives......its as simple as that.....
We were waiting at a station the other day for a connecting train to Andheri....in the rains....for arnd 20 minutes.....if u knw by railway standards....if any platform in bombay is left unvisited by a train for more than 10 mins, it looks like a re-creation of the Kumbh Mela....Ive never been there...but I know its crowded.....so anyway when the train arrived...it was already crowded plus the addition of us waiting passengers who wud at no cost wait for the next train at the end of a tiresome day.....worsened the situation
As soon as we entered......we realised that nobody was in the seating area....and my olfactory sensors told me I shoudn't question why.........naturally I was repulsed...so I just stood by the doorside dependent on the outside world for my oxygen.....but my friend was too quick to think before leaping and she immediately turned to me and blurted there was dog shit in the seating area....EOWWWWWWW.....Im sorry Im doing this to you...........but theres a funny element to the story......it was just a matter of one more station...and I wud be outta this rabid crap...so I just concentrated on the 'OUTSIDE' atmosphere......and wad did I see......people crappin on the railway tracks......double EOWWW....
u knw the story of the three wise monkeys......see no evil hear no evil speak no evil........well my advice.......in Bombay...whether or not its evil..........WORSHIP this saying!!


my third yr is giving me opportunities to gain alot of clinical knowledge.......its amazing.....Physiotherapists have a lot to do with the treatment of cerebral palsy (CP) patients.....to brief you up....the kids are unable to use their limbs the normal way......I usually never take interest in observing the treatment of CP kids in my opd since it seems like a playschool to me and Ive never really understood the cause of CP......the other day however....I was sitting beside my professor who was attenuating a kid to balance weight on both her legs......the skill lies in doing it in a cute kiddie way without the baby knowing wads going to happen...because it hurts them if their using their affected limbs in an unusual way.....which is actually the normal way.......we were training the baby to stand on her feet...and to stay there for more than 30 seconds or something....her mom and grannie were there with us......after about 20 seconds or so...the baby would start wailing coz her feet wud hurt.....and she would obviously try and do things to sit down...........we'd try to distract her with a couple of toys and delay the process by a few seconds and eventually set her down.....her mother wud then lift her up...hug her and in about 5 seconds..she would sstop crying and smile again......was a very sweet baby.....what I was noticing though....was the look on her mothers face everytime the baby was wailing in pain........and everytime she lifted her up to stop her from crying........I was noticing that loook......and its inexplicable.....I cant tell u how that made me feel throughout the day.........its the kinda love you thought never existed....but when u come across such things.....the only thing that comes to ur mind is that GOD has truly made a beautiful world.........


Rains rains OH Rains.....I can never resist from talking about the weather........do u know how much fun it is to enjoy a weather like it is meant to be enjoyed.....Im very famous for being anti-raingear......I hate carrying it around....even if it saves u from gettin wet initially...its a pain to carry it arnd when it itself gets wet....u have to hold it like half a metre away from urself so that the water and the dirt mixed with it, doesnt spill on u...or carry a plastic bag to store it in.....watever....I mean are u kidding...I rather get wet......which btw is soooooo much more fun..........Ive practically got drenched every single time it has rained this season...and Ive thoroughly enjoyed it everytime......I love it.....I love walking in the rains.......I love swimming in the rains......I love the feeling I get when my hair gets all washed up in the rain showers.....when im angry or upset...it feels like its a way to wash all the negative energy off me........its coooling...and soothing....and has a super calming effect on me.........I was one of those people who hated the rains because the commuting can get really nasty....I still cringe sometimes.....but I love it more when I enjoy it......its always easier to crib and sulk.......what many dont know is its easiest to be happy......if u want to!



28.I know God will not give me anything I cant handle......I just wish he didn't trust me so much!
29. You are the person who has to decide.....whether you'll do it or toss it aside........you are the person who makes up your mind.....whether you'll lead or will linger behind......whether you'l try for the goal thats afar or just be contented to stay where you are.........
(for everybody like me who feels daunted with every single step ahead in this big bad world)

stars are blind!

most of my friends wont believe this.....that Im very happy for Rafa.....I know he deserves the achievement.....he's been tryin for so long.....its not easy losing the final of your dream tournament twice in a row...leave alone the possibility of a third......but he's an achiever....he chases his dreams.....every next time u watch him play...he comes up with better ways to improve his game......he inspires me....because Ive never seen people learn so well from their mistakes and those of others....he picks up brilliantly...studies the game of the opponent and fights back....Im very happy for him and I kinda feel cruel for praying harder for federer to win...but I didnt want federer to be defeated.....because I hate to see him lose and I hate that word even remotely associated with him...since Im not very used to it anyway.....but I didnt not want Nadal to win........
I'm a very passionate person.....so I tend to reach extremes of emotions.....I cant watch somebody being defeated in a game like this......if fed wudve won I would be freakin rejoicing for weeks.......but I wouldnt be able to get the image of nadal holding the runner-up trophy outta my mind......so it was literally unbearable for me to hear it when they attached the word runner - up to fed....it was a historic match...and everybody who was witness to it knew there were 2 winners....most of the people I knew were so strong about it...nadal won..but federer didnt lose....I wish I could be like that too...but I was literally sobbing.....and my mom was a lil too shocked to react....perhaps she didnt know how to...so she just stood beside me waitin for the grief to submerge in the pool of my tears.....she knew I was hell bent on wanting fed's 6th consecutive title but she didnt know it gets so sentimentally crazy....heehee...she kinda freaked out on my emotional health a bit coz its not very often you see an effeminate outburst in sports....I didnt wanna hate nadal and I had no one else to blame..but I finally chose a potential candidate to dislike....Toni Nadal....and I hate him for being so impeccable in reading Federer's game and teaching it to Rafaa.......
Anyway I cant help but notice the friendship between the 2 of them and the respect that they share for each other......but for me fed is still the king....I know alot of people are thinkin bout the end of the era and all that......but they are the ones who see the glass half empty more often than they see it half full........
The king will reign......battles are not won by both sides but that doesn't mean the opponents scabbards weren't sharp enough...



25. In a lion-fight....if u don't win....doesn't mean you dunno how to roar...
26. Don't lick your wounds.....celebrate them....cause the scars you bear are the signs of a competitor......


muaaaah to federer!!

critically disclaimed!

there are alot of things you'll keep discovering about me everyday, if you know me in person.....even if u know me since years there will be this one single thing you never knew existed in my personality....Im not trying to sound like a chameleon......just trying to sound freshER everyday ;)
well one of those things is that I can get infectiously happie......most of the time for no reason.....and then I begin to look at everything like it is existing to be the most beautiful thing in the world....for example...this weather....is so beautiful that I just cant get enough of it........I luv it.....I luv the way I wake up and feel so good every morning.....also...im on vacation.... ;)....so practically everyday of your life where u got up and had nothing to do feels like a good weather day......even if its 45' C.....so excuse me for feelin good bout this weather if you have to go through the ordeal of travellin the "Bambai" way everyday....all my pupppy faced heartfelt apologies...disguised under grins....hee hee....
I feel like doing the job of a critic......second thing u just discovered bout me.......im still the kid who wakes up every morning wishin to be in a different profession everyday....this phase normally lasts till bout 10-12 yrs in our lives...mine has lasted so long that Ive thought of things outside the circumference of the usual ones......if u said u would want to be a pilot....Id probably have said air traffic controller.....if u said chef...id say dessert maker...or wahtever...so u get the point.....today I wanna be a critic......which comes very naturally to me....I really really wish I could be this sweet girl who loved everything about everyone.....but im not...im mean and rude...and straightforward to the point of annoyance...so im pretty sure everybody who knows me has thought of atleast more than 5 ways to zip my mouth...or probably make the lips disappear and cause an incision much smaller than an oral cavity...haha.....I know it...I know ur even grinnin right now because you HAVE infact thought of all this........at one point......MEAN!
By the way this was not a justification for the criticism that follows.....
The 3 mistakes of my life by Chetan Bhagat :
expectations are the sole reason for sorrow....he wrote such a brilliant book in the form of 5 point someone that this one just seemed like a joke in front of it......I understand how he wants to aim a certain age group....the ones who are always stuck at the edge of indecisiveness and wobbly career decisions and all that....but there cant be too much said or written about the same things repeatedly.....the book is very immature....some of the characters are very obviously fictitious even though there's always a preconceived notion about his books being taken out of real life incidents.....I dont know if its just me but I dont understand the prologue...I dont feel the reality behind his experiences....I am not very curious before the book begins......some of the characters in the book are not elaborately described because the whole book is from the point of view of this one person.....also the end of the book is like a typical Hindi movie ending.....and it really disappointed me..coz I hate hindi movies...I absolutely adore the simplicity of Chetan Bhagat but seems like he's too much under the influence of script-writing rather than being an author...

Jaane tu ya jaane na
Hindi movies and me dont get along....in fact...movies and me dont get along...ive mentioned it time and again...I probably value time the least..I procrastinate..and im one of those people who waste time like it is only meant to be wasted.....but...when it comes to watchin a 3 hr movie....I can be extremely picky and choosy and finicky about how those suddenly-seeming-so-valuable seconds are spent......I watched this movie twice in 2 days coz thats how long it takes for me to decide if I liked it or not......decision is positive....I loved it...its very cute....if i was 16..i wudve probably added it to my favorite movie collection....muuuaah..

thats enough for being a hopeless critic....excuse moi if u got bored with my blog today....but im a blogger...gettin addictive...so whether or not i have something sensible to write...il write gibberish anyway.....even if i know and everyone around tells me that its crappy.........bloggin = freedom...to encourage the thoughts in ur head to be reproduced as crap in a bag...........so cheers to bloggism!! hurra............