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Selecting A Layout

I've been looking through Pyzam for some really good Black-and-White Blogger templates, when I stumbled across the perfect one...

http://www.pyzam.com/bloggertemplates/preview/rorschach-reality

That, to me, looks like perfection dipped in perfection, fried in the essence of perfection and served with a side order of Awesome.

Unfortunately, It didn't work.

Halfheartedly, I slapped on a new template, one with Blue buildings and such like, as a temporary experimental attempt to improve my blog.

It looks like this, as of my posting this.

http://www.pyzam.com/bloggertemplates/preview/this-beating-heart

Aaand the other nominees are-

http://www.pyzam.com/bloggertemplates/preview/black-and-white-new

http://www.pyzam.com/bloggertemplates/preview/inked

http://www.pyzam.com/bloggertemplates/preview/in-the-air

http://www.pyzam.com/bloggertemplates/preview/anybody

And I'm not sure which one to go with...

Scooters, Vacation, Fall

Out of a strange coincidence, the stuff I'm about to blog about is also the stuff thats mentioned as the examples for post labels, at the bottom of every 'New Post' window.

Those of you who blog probably know what I'm talking about.

I'm going to go in Reverse order here, starting with-

Fall-

In Mumbai, the Fall season is just that bit of time between The Monsoons and Winter, lasting anywhere from a week to a month, depending on our irregular weather patterns.

This year though, it was gloomy as hell. Dark clouds all the time, but no rain. Cloudy skies, humid air, and October heat coming a month early.Fall was pretty FAIL.

Good thing it's over, and I'm now in the winter of Assignments and Exams. All the things that make it good have been thrown to hell this year, what with exams 4 days before Christmas and 2 days after New Years.

What the Fuck, Mumbai University?

Anyway, switch Tags to Vacations-

I headed down to Pune recently.

Hung out for the Diwali weekend at my cousins house, which I haven't been to in 4 years.

Where I learnt to ride a motorbike.

(Okay, I didn't know how to ride one until recently. If you have something negative to say about that, Bite Me)

Since I was learning, (and I didn't have my licence right then) I rode at night.

Oh crap it's fun.

Especially in Pune, where the roads are in awesome shape. Like they've been through a complete Overhaul recently.

(Speaking of overhaul, I changed my Blogger template to an xml theme. Do post suggestions concerning the same)

Oh , and I'm kind of on vacation now, too.

No wait, this doesn't count, it's PL*. It's like Holidaying in Prypiat.

(*PL, for those lucky enough to lead lives so happy and fulfilling that they never had to hear this term, means 'Preparatory Leave'. As in, Holidays right before an exam.)

Strangely though, I feel an almost pathological need to post on my blog during high stress times such as this...

...And moving on to- Scooters

I'm buying one.

Well, not ME, my parents are.

And It's not really FOR ME either, it's just for general use.

It's an Access 125

One of these-

Happy though I am, I'm not too excited.

After all, I can just use it from time to time.

Plus, In the immortal words of my friend Divesh, it's not exactly awe inspiring.

As he says-

'Just try riding up to a pretty girl from class who's waiting at the bus stop and say "Hey there, need a ride?"

If you're sitting on say...a Yamaha R15, chances are higher that she'll jump right on.

But if you're on an Activa or something, it's just going to look pathetic'

I'm not inclined to agree with him, but he does make an excellent point.

I SOOO Understand what he feels.

Which kinda explains my strange behaviour in my last post.

Updates coming your way-A post about the Freshers Party is long overdue...

At a loss for words

As I got out of the station this morning, I noticed a pretty girl standing at the exit. It's not that I usually spend my commute engrossed in intense girl-spotting or anything, It's just that she had a certain 'noticeability'. I can't explain it. It's just a gift some people have. They tend to command attention even if they're just standing there looking like they're waiting for someone...

Anyway, as I walked out to take a share auto, I was letting my mind wander, as it so rarely gets to nowadays. And I started to wonder-Will society ever reach the point wherein It's not strange or creepy to strike up a conversation with a stranger? I mean, all people are strangers before you meet them, right? And (at least for me) meeting new people is wrought with uncomfortable silences, errs, ums, ahs and other shaky first steps towards getting acquainted. Something that I can do without. Thus, something that has made me somewhat asocial, of late.

And while I waited, finding no one else going the same way as me, the previously mentioned pretty girl walked up. Well, not quite walked up, as she kept around 5 metres distance away, looking at me uncertainly, as if she was looking for the right thing to say.

I looked back, realising what she probably wanted to say, that she was going to the college as well, and was looking for someone to take the share auto with.

But I didn't say anything.

I was totally flustered. Some people have that effect on me.

She didn't say anything either. That and the fact that she was gesturing at me from like a good distance away seemed to suggest either that she was shy, or that I'm pretty scary looking.

Pesimist that I am, I have a bad feeling it's the latter.

But time was passing and we weren't getting any younger. She was shy/scared. I was at a loss for words. We both were late for class.

So I manage to extract the words 'Don Bosco?' from my temporarily malfunctioning larnyx, and with the wordless shake of her head, indicating the affirmative, we're in the auto and off.

It's a five minute journey from the station to college.

For some reason, sitting there in silence was extremely hard for me to do. But then, there really wasn't anything to say. I ran through the options in my head.

-I could talk about the weather-

Oh what a sad cliche.

-I could ask her if she's in B.E or H.M/which stream/which year, that kinda thing-

Gosh, what am I, a damn stalker?

I tried to imagine what my reaction would be to an annoying pissant I met on, say, a bus, who asked me pointless questions unprovoked. It wouldn't have been encouraging.

-I could just say something like 'Hi'-

And come across as some sort of slow-minded moron. We've been in the same auto for like 2 minutes already, and NOW you say 'hi'.

Aw dammit, my brain tells me. Why should this be so hard?It's just conversation. it's just being polite. There's no trace of an ulterior motive here. Just meeting new people in college, thats all.

But it was.

Can't even blame it on the hormones. She wasn't that hot or anything.

And I realized that even if society was open to random conversations between total strangers, I'd never be able to bring myself to say anything. I'm too much of a recluse.

I didn't say a thing.

Neither did she. Though she did look at me and open her mouth as if to say something a few times, but then changed her mind. I guess the silence bothered her too.

The ride felt like an eternity.

And so started a really crappy day. I have unit tests next week, Sems in 3 months., and tuts all the time.

And no pretty girl to talk about it with...

That Vodafone Ad just calls out to be parodied...

If you haven't seen it yet, I can't blame you, because it's not that popular (I can't even find it on Youtube...) But it's a pretty cool ad for Vodafone Busy Tones or something that features people singing out what they're doing right then...(Eg: "I'm woooorking out, just woooorking out...")

Sort of like a twitter status update, except it's being spoken to whoever calls you when you're busy.

But that ad just SCREAMS out to be parodied, I mean, you can make all sorts of jokes with it. Here's an example just off the top of my head (Pardon the extraenous letters, they're needed to make it sound right...)

III'm Peeeping, in the Showwer...

I'm Dyying, hit by traaafic...

III'm busy, cause I'm stalking,..

I'm busy, I'm robbing banks here...

I'mm Jaaacking off, just Jaaacking off...

I'm Cheeating oooon my Giiiirrrlllfrriend....

Dunno why but I just had to post that. Feel free to make a video of this and put it on Youtube...:P

Swine Flu! Sacre Bleu!

My college gave us a weeks worth of holidays on account of the swine flu scare. Totally unwarranted, completely useless, and detrimental to our academic development for this semester...

OH SHIT YES, IT'S AWESOME!

My college is so strict, it might give the Spartans a run for their..well whatever currency the Spartans used...Attendance records stored online for your parents to check, Gates locked until 4, spiky fences that are a pain to climb over...Bunking is IMPOSSIBLE. Besides, If I bunk, the nearest place to hangout is a good distance away, at Bandra...not worth it.

So this holiday is a welcome change. Not that I'm lazing about, though. The second I mentioned the holidays to my old pal nincri666, he was full of ideas about how to spend this time. and soo-

nincri666 is doing an animation short, and suggests that I help out a little.

Rishi_B is shifting his band work into high gear and suggests that me and nincri666 help him out with a youtube music video.

I'm also gonna update my blog sometimes...

Besides that, Amalganation is doing kinda badly. Mostly due to lack of new members. So Heres another shout out- It's a great place with friendly people where you can discuss...well, basically anything. So give it a whirl, 'kay?

That all said, I gotta study now. F.Y is apparently the toughest year in Engineering...

P.S.- (Just google searched it, and the Spartans apparently used iron shafts 15 inches long, as currency. Just to make it tough for any one person to have too much. Commies...)