Meet us. We're Nemo- Part 1

BOOM! CLAP!

The sound of my heart.
The beat goes on and on and on and on and...

And I wonder what kind of evil telepathy exists between the two of us, me and Joshi. It so happened this fine day that I sent her a song which, after lots of thinking, I had concluded to exactly fit tomorrow's adventure. Coincidentally, she had been listening to the same song for half an hour. It's not just this. It happens very often that we both would say the same thing at the same time, and we would always be thinking the same thing. We would understand code language even by the blink of an eye.
I mean to say we can read each other inside out. Well, almost. This is scary (and awkward) at times.
So, coming to the main thing.
What's going to happen tomorrow? We'll come to know.
Holidays, holidays. I never got enough of those after I came here. Even this Diwali, only 4. What would you do in 4 days? :'(
Reach home, say Hi! to your family and come back?
This is the only reason I had told my parents in clear words, that I won't be coming home for Diwali. I heard "Ok" in reply.
But Amma was too sad as she wanted me to come home.
Then only because she wanted me to, I thought I would give a little surprise to everyone. Well, I would not like to take all the credits to myself, as it was Anurag, who plotted the entire master plan, to which I added the surprise part.
And seeing me, my dear friend has also made one similar plan. One little thing to worry is that if I reach home like that, my parents might throw me out of the house, or worse, instead of them, I might get some surprise :P
But what's life without a little risk?
And tomorrow is the day. :P
The only trouble is. We both are too scared to go alone. I wish I could take her with me. But my reservation is for the worst time I could possibly get.
Actually, we had a plan where some of our friends would come and I'll be on way, to hopefully reach alive the next morning. I would have to wait for some 3 hours, with me and myself, and my boredom, and me. But my goody nicey classmates backed out. And now there's just the two of us.
(Actually I knew it and expected that there would be just two of us even before the plan was made. The  people in my college are THAT amazing and predictable)
See. Here I would want to make one thing very clear.
We are a little scared and worried NOT because we're cowards. BUT because we're Nemo.
But. We just have to reach home. Big deal? No!
Just 17 hours. And I'll be at familiar territory to be yelled at :P
I want to write sooooo much more.
This doesn't explain even a fraction of our story at the moment. But it's too late and I think I should sleep, and pack bags, maybe? Some warm clothes? It's going to be chilly and frosty and I'm going to undergo metamorphosis and transform and come out as a beautiful butterfly ice cream.

So this was basically an introduction and generation of "platform". My VAP mates would understand what I mean.
The actual thrill will be there in Part 2, which is going to be amazing, for sure :D
Heaven here I come :D
P.S. I like surprises a lot, you know that!

Pluviophiles

"A massive dust storm hit the Delhi NCR region around 5 pm. The dust storm accompanied by dark clouds was so severe that it blocked out the sun almost completely and brought visibility down to zero, and brought with it much needed rainfall to the region which had been sweltering under the oppressive heat for the last five days"

Shattered glass.

Wet people.

Crazy wind.

Sliding over the water.

Shivering in the end of May!

Well, since my first year at college has been so adventurous and unordinary, there was no question of it ending in an ordinary way.

I am talking about this day, which is 2 days before my end semester exam! (Actually 3 for me) when we were all, peacefully trying to study in the library.
Note again- ‘trying’ to. :P

The fun started at 4:45 when it got stormy, and dark like night. We went out, just because.  Actually we were curious.  It had been a  sunny, hot, terrible day by the way!

In a jiffy, my friend pulled me in the rain, and I wondered how amazing it is that I had my slippery slippers today. I was slipping after each step. It was all dark. Nothing to be seen clearly, and had I slipped there, I would have stopped only near the administrative block. Also I realized that we had somewhere lost Joshi in the storm. :O

So, we happy pluviophiles, hand in hand marched bravely ahead, reveling in every raindrop.

I can see the look on your face Sinha, “People get wet in the rain. So? What’s so great about that?” But you should have been there. Water pouring, hail, thundering, lightening, wind blowing at 60,000 miles/hour (You can remove few zeros if you feel like it!) And we were shivering when, few hours earlier we were dying in the heat. How amazing it felt in all. It was beautiful! The best part was that, for a few minutes, we had forgotten all our worries.

During such a dangerous end of the semester time, it felt so good to see happy faces again. (Actually it was dark, but I have proof the faces were happy) :P

The only person unhappy was a guy from my class, who doesn’t like it when it rains.

We came back, dripping from head to toe, slipping at each step, people smirking, staring at us. 

And we found Joshi again. Yayy. She told me stories about the time when she went to Shillong. That’s when she said something very beautiful about beautiful moments. It’s moments like these, when we are truly happy from inside, when we don’t care to bother for a moment, which we cherish the most in life. She wanted to rewind these few moments again. So did I. So did everyone else, except that guy, of course, who was still standing far away, watching us, and looking disgusted!

And slowly as the rain ceased, it started getting brighter. And NIFTEM never looked more beautiful! :')

Except the tabaahi part, of course, which we saw once we came back to the hostel.

The only bad thing that happened was all Adhithiyan’s fault, because his cellphone doesn't have camera.

You’re going to get punished for this soon, Aadi! Pretty soon :D

So, what was your happy, all of a sudden event, which made you forget your troubles for some time?

Hope- Part 2

Hello and welcome again to The Blog Without a Name!
Before you start reading, if you haven't read Hope- Part 1 , I want to tell you that this post is nothing related to hope in any way.
A week ago, I had written something. And as I see it, some people are waiting to read its next part!
So, without any suspense, in clear and simple words, my work was successful.
(I told you I would be jumping up and down with happiness, but I'm not, because I don't feel like it right now. It's too hot here and I want to go back to Shimla again)
It took a lot of hard work, but then I was very happy when I finally made it :')
Finally, now that this journey ends, I would like to thank the following people

• Apoorva Joshi, Anurag and Anshul, for their constant moral support.
• My brother, for not laughing at me when I told him about all the tabaahi I did at Shimla
• My Dadima and Amma♥ for super nice food when I stayed.
• Anaahita, for not killing me when I threw her Doraemon out of the window (accidentally, of course!)
• That ma'am, for rejecting my application twice, otherwise, things would have never happened on time!
• The little help which some amazing strangers kept giving, unknowingly. 
• And most of all, Papa for countless things, and Amma as well. ♥ 

Well, the last week was amazing.
Actually since January, after the start of my second semester, I have been getting goody, nicey, surprises every now and then!
And due to this reason, I have changed my alarm tone to Zindagi ek safar hai suhaana (Life is a beautiful journey). And I have started enjoying these little surprises that come along the way. It keeps my day going :D
But at the moment, I'm  in a pretty not so goody-nicey mood. Yes. I have exams in two weeks. (Not that I ever start studying until that very day)

I have a lot of good stories to share, but not now. More when I get some time.
It's time to save the semester.
(But before that, I have an oil painting competition at my college, and since the great artist in me has now woken up, I am going to take part in that)
Q: So, what did we learn today?
A: That I finally changed my alarm tone now. And I get very happy when it plays in the morning! :')
Bye! :D

Hope- Such a pretty word!

Sitting back and relaxing on this fine Saturday afternoon, contemplating over the dearest memories of mine.

Well, that sounds way too pleasant than what it actually is!
Actually, getting roasted in this heat on this HOT Saturday afternoon, sweating and wishing for some
snowfall, here I think about the earliest of the memories I can recall.


So, in this world so uncertain, there is risk involved in everything.
However planned, organised, directed, or controlled you may be, but oops! You can never be sure of anything.
And in my case, every decision that I EVER made, was risky and every single time, only the unexpected has happened.
(This includes important things like college admission, or deciding for 2266, leaving it late and the not so important ones, which are inappropriate to publish here :P )
It may be a good surprise, or a bad one, but by now, I have been conditioned to think that whatever I think is never going to happen!
It feels very bad, when you want something, but apparently, that thing doesn't seem to want to happen!
Anyways,


Humans are very strange! A tiny piece of hope is ALWAYS alive in the tiniest corner of their hearts. It's the inner voice secretly hoping.

Ummeed par duniya qaayam hai, they say.
Even though it is being tried a lot to make it happen, this time things are not really in my hands.


So what am I going to do? I'm going to hope, pray, and sleep!
Let things take course like God wants them to.
So, did my wish fulfill or not? We'll come to know in my next post.
Then I'll either be in a super happy - jumping mode, or the usual cribbing mode
Haha!
But in the end, whatever may happen, there's one good thing.
Even though every event turned out to be opposite to what I planned, it was always good.
( Or maybe I learned to accept it as good, what do you think? )

Reasons Why I HATE Winters!

So, the temperature here is sufficiently low to make me write this. 

Wheel, electricity, bulb, radio, computer, phone, rocket etc - all these inventions seem worthless when compared to a geyser, not to forget the kid-like urgency of tucking yourself in a quilt after having dinner and a cold water hand-wash!

So here are my reasons for hating winters:

• The first and foremost reason why I deeply, fully, completely hate winters is that you get cold hands and feet. I don't like cold hands and feet. I never get warm no matter how many layers of clothing I wear.
• The never ending struggle to find the cellphone lost in the blanket is highly annoying. Also, you cannot find a suitable position to read in the blanket.
• I can't do the waking up before sun rise thing in winters. I'll be awake just not entirely with it from now until March time.
• There is mad fog in the campus. No going for a walk after dinner!
• Winters are for sleeping the whole day. But you have to wake up early in the morning for college
• Your fingers are frozen. You cannot write anything.
• Everything is so dull, lifeless. Not good.
• After you brush, your mouth is frozen! Also, it is very annoying when the sleeve of your sweater/jacket gets wet while washing hands. Arrrr!
• You keep shivering all the time.
• Coconut oil gets frozen. Then you have to do hard work to melt it and then you can oil your hair peacefully.
  

I could write more, but my fingers have frozen enough already! 

Happy Whatever-is-remaining-of-the-winter winter! 

Keep yourself warm! *Disfruter de la vida* :)

P.S. - There are some exceptions. 
Read it here

I Wish to Wish a Wish!

I have my own secret 'sunset place' at my college. I go there sometimes.
Sit.
Think.
I'm really in love with the alone time I have there, sitting near the fountain, seeing the sun go down. This
evening I was wondering. Something.
So, like every other person, I have some wishes too. Some reasonable, some not so, and some... well ... MAD!
I thought of some of my weird wishes that I never thought would come true.
I'll tell those some time later!
Unfortunately, as expected, life is very unexpected. Hopes too shatter and dreams too break.
Here are some:

• Ever since I was born, my one and only true wish was to become a horse. Sadly, when I grew up, I realized it cannot happen. First heartbreak!
• I grew up a little. I wanted to see a chick hatch out of the egg. I took an egg from the fridge, wrapped it in my hankie, Kept it on the TV (so that it would take some warmth from it!). And I waited, for few weeks. Nothing happened. Second heartbreak!
• I was 6, I started going to school. The teacher taught about trees. I wanted my own! I had very lovingly sown seeds of cherries. They never germinated. Third heartbreak!
• I was in fifth grade. I wanted to become the class monitor. Sad. 
• Since I was twelve, I had BIG crush on two people. I still do. I wanted to meet Zac Efron and Jesse McCartney. I still do :'( I wonder if I would! I remember I have two diaries filled. I have written lots and lots. I even watched HSM 59 times in 3 years! 
• In eighth grade, I had started making a tree house. I had made something like a house with a door out of wood. I have no idea where that something is now! It never got completed.
• I wanted to tell something to somebody. But before I could, she died. This became the biggest void in my life! (If only she could get to know what I wanted to say!) Ahh! But she will never. Fourth heartbreak!
• I want to receive a LONG letter. Really long. Surprisingly, even this didn't happen! All I got till now was : Notes from my mother, when I returned from school, "This thing is in the fridge, that thing is there. Feed your brother.Take the clothes from outside if it rains." That's it. Nothing like a letter I want. I even begged some people to write to me, because I don't know why I wanted to receive a LONG letter. But, people nowadays hardly get time to breathe from their busy schedules. Let alone write a letter! 
• I wanted to SING! But ... I cannot sing good. The only people who love to hear me sing are: my mother, some friends. Because they HAVE TO! :P
• I want to see a porcupine. Don't ask me why. I will, some day. 
• *This wish is a secret* :P
• Another one is that I stop writing stupid posts, like these. But that, dear reader is never possible. Either I find something stupid to write about. Or I don't find anything at all!

If a man could have half of his wishes, he would double his troubles.

Strange, but true! 
*Disfruter de la vida* 

Greeny :)

Grasshoppers are such cute little sweethearts! I never realized it before coming here.

I have a pet grasshopper in my room. When we met for the first time, I freaked out, but later he introduced me to his other friends. And they all were very interesting. So I brought him to my room.

We have baby grasshoppers, big green grasshoppers, black grasshoppers, brown grasshoppers, scary grasshoppers, sweet grasshoppers. I even saw a golden grasshopper!

There must be at least 1000 different species of them here.

So! 

The name of my pet is Greeny. 

Every morning, he wakes me up on time. I get ready for college, and then, say goodbye to him, he stays in the room.

I miss him a lot during the day, so once during the lunch hours, I go and see how is he doing and give him some food. 

Then I leave him again, with tears in his eyes! :'(

There's nothing better than coming back to the hostel after a long, tiring day and see Greeny waiting for me at the door, with twinkle in his eyes! :')

He also saves me from some of the irritating friends, by scaring them away.

I even wrote a poem for him, he liked it very much. He's one of the bestest friends I made here

So, a month after coming to college, I finally found something very interesting. 

Long live my Greeny!

PS - Yes, I am mad!

And This is How They Decided My Future

With trembling hands I entered my roll number, date of birth. And I saw my result
Apoorva Tikku
Category: General
Sub Category: None
State code of eligibility: Himachal Pradesh
Percentile Score in Qualifying Exam 81.73

All India Percentile Score in JEE(Main)-2013  : 96.69

All India Rank : Wait... WHAT?
As I kept staring at my 5 digit AIR, I couldn't breathe for MINUTES
I wasn't expecting a very very good rank. But THIS! was too much.
A hundred things flashed in my mind in a nanosecond
Just then my friend called
"What's your rank?" she asked?
I was in no mood to talk to her. She was sounding very happy
"I got 9k rank", she said.
Which surprised me. Because she had a fairly lower JEE score than me.
But then I realized. She had 97% in board exams
"Congrats, bye"
Only from this year, they had to give weightage to the boards marks?
As soon as I cut the call, the thoughts came back to me.
I thought of last year. I thought of what I had thought. I thought of what I might get with this. I even thought of doing something stupid again. And I almost did. Almost
But then realized, Zindagi itni bhi sasti nahi hai.
Here was a failure, once again. Staring at me from the screen.
A failure.
And as I, drowned in my tears sit down and write all of this, I cannot think anything but the 5 digit rank.
This is how they decided my future. With this number.