Financial Accounting. :|

I have a love-hate relationship with Financial Accounting. Love to study it once I am on it, hate to take the initiative to actually sit down with my book and start reading. : |

My FA textbook is 1124 pages long, that helps in not wanting to look at it even!

That being said, my school bestie, Nupur is in town! Yaay! 15 more days before she flies back to the US of A, and in the meanwhile I have six exams to give. Urgh!

There was once a girl..

There was once a girl.. with a thousand secrets in her head..

She kept a happy face but no one really knew what truly went on behind those happy eyes and the smiling face..she had learned the art to shut out the voices in her head.. learned how to think of a big black wall when memories would haunt her.. she had learned how to fight every thorn that came in her way.

She spoke of how people must let go and move on.. she told everybody that what they make of their life is in their hands.. for she had learned that, and learned that the hard way..

She laughed and talked and had a billion friends.. but she could never tell anyone about the days when she couldn't even manage a smile..

People wondered what was going on in her head when she zoomed out every now and then.. while she tried to push thoughts out of her head while keeping a blank face.. she would say that she is thinking of nothing, and nothing it would be.. for she had learned how to just not have any thought in her head.

She was happy one minute and sad the other.. she loved the night sky.. the beach.. the forest..for their pure serene beauty..

You could ask her a billion times if she were fine and she would say yes..because she is. She has taken good care of herself, or so she believes..

But she knew more than she wanted to.. she had the burden of truth on her.. she knew the meaning of ignorance is bliss and wished that had been the case with her..

There was once a girl.. with a thousand secrets in her head..

My favorite Romantic songs.

I am not a romantic person (true story), but here is a list of songs that I Love to listen to. Good music, good lyrics (at least for most of them)

In no particular order:

• The book of love - Peter Gabriel
• Dice - Finley Quaye
• Kissing - Bliss
• Fresh Feeling - Eels
• Clarity - John Mayer
• Tempatation - Moby (You might not like this song right away, let it grow on you)
• Honey and the Moon - OC soundtrack
• Bloodstream - Stateless
• Beautiful - Late Night Alumni
• Brighter than Sunshine - Aqualung
• You belong to me - Lifehouse
• Only hope - Switchfoot
• Closer - Joshua Radin
• Island in the sun - Weezer
• She could be you - Shawn Hlookoff
• Sunburn - Owl City
• Hello Sunshine - Super Furry Animals 
• Stay here forever - Jewel
• Teenage Dream - Katy Perry (Haha, yes! I actually like to listen to this one!)
• I'm yours - Jason Mraz

There are loads more, will add them sooner or later.

Till then enjoy. 

Peace. 

Frustrating, it is.

Have you ever wondered how there are so many ideas in your head that you want to put to action. Stuff that has been in your mind for a very long time, but you couldn't, for some reason, go ahead with it. It could be anything, writing a short story, completing a painting that has been unfinished for a very long time, visiting a boutique to get that dress you sketched/designed finally made, learning a new recipe, catching up with a really old friend, watching that movie from the 1980's, you've heard so much about..

Have you wondered how your brain becomes the focal point of all these ideas on the day before your final semester exam?


Everytime! 

Eastern Indians

Every time I come across an eastern Indian, by golly the first thought in my head is, ARE THEY BORN THAT STYLISH?!
No, Seriously!

I spent two months this summer in eastern India, travelling through Assam, Arunachal Pradesh and Meghalaya. I usually take off during summer because the summer in Mumbai is a bitch. Last year it was Bangalore..good times.
Anyway!

I distinctly remember walking down the streets of Tawang and Bomdila, wondering to myself, all day everyday, where do they get all this stuff from? And how come all of them are that stylish! They would wear the most awesome-est (I know there is a grammatical error there, but that's how much I mean it, I am risking a Grammatical error, ME!) cloths ever, even if they were just taking a walk down the lane. And I can bet that I didn't find two people wearing the same thing. They had their unique styles, and all of them were, to put it simply, brilliant. I remember wearing trousers and an old shirt for a morning walk, and when I saw them fellas, I had to rush back to the hotel, change into something fab and step out!

I came across two of them back home in Mumbai yesterday.

Picture this, first guy walks in wearing a checked basic red-white-blue shirt with beige shorts.
Just when I was thinking how effortlessly cool the dude was, walks in his friend, wearing a Metallica T-shirt with big skulls and.. wait for it.. white cotton loose trousers that you can sleep in. For real.

OH. MY. GOD.
It was hot and cool at the same time.

I thought it would be unfair to not acknowledge my awe in public.

Ze- Cool - ness.