Photoos from Delhi and Rishikesh

annnnnnnnnnnnnnnddd to begin with, a nice pic of yours truly





Queen bee and the fly..
(u decide who is who)









tere mere beach mein..hehe














i'll have the one in the middle, please. with extra whipped cream.

a gorgeous pic of our campsite, thru RoJo's lens






all of us at the Qutub Minar

(aka giant phallic symbol hehe)
















aaah, ermm, ummm, errr..... no comments

sleeping beauty...in a LOT of pink

chetan's angels *destiny's child pseudo-music in the background*

a geek odyseey..... :)

Most Quotable Quote of the Delhi trip:

Presenting to you the most memorable dialogue of the trip to Rishikesh, one that will go down in the annals of BMM history and will once again demonstrate to you the joys of hanging around with bimbos:

Picture this - You're riding a particularly nasty rapid and fighting hard to keep control of your oar, while simultaneously keeping your butt glued to the egde of your raft. A huge wave takes hold of your raft, and for a while you lose sight of everything except freezing white foamy water, which hits you like a thousand daggers. You emerge through the rapid soaked to the bone, somehow managing to hang on to your raft, terrified and exhilerated at the same time, when you notice that one of your mates has tumbled into the water. After a lot of screaming, and following quick instructions from your guide, you manage to pull her back up into the raft, and heave a sigh of relief. But before you can ask her if she is ok, she opens her mouth and makes a statement that makes "Luke, I'm your father" seem like a 3 year old's nursery rhyme.

"Is my eye-liner smudged?"

Now if only capital punishment wasn't still practiced in India.

To Delhi and Back...

Where do I start?

Do I talk about the debacle of Delhi or the magnificence of Rishikesh?

Do I talk about the noise and chaos or the near-spiritual tranquility?

Do I talk about the anguish and sadness or the euphoric joy-filled moments?

Do I talk about the chilly nights or the warm afternoons?

Do I talk about the bitter silences or the poignant heart-to-hearts?

Do I talk about the contrived or the accidental?

Do I talk about the terrifying incidents or the mad adrenalin-filled rushes of blood to the head?

Do I talk about the cowardice or the courage?

Do I talk about the cold shoulders or the warm hugs?

Do I talk about the distress or the comfort?

Do I talk about the bad? Do I talk about the good? Do I talk about my judgement of all things?

Where do I start?

Current Obsessions

now listening to - Time of your life - Green Day
Sun Zara - Lucky - no time for love (giggle)
Wild Tonight - Shaggy feat Olivia
now reading - 1) The Silmarillion - J.R.R Tolkien
2) The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams
3) Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (for the 3rd time)
4) Moving Pictures - Terry Pratchett
don't ask me how I'm doing it.
now watching - nth rerun of the last Desperate Housewives episode
now feeling - miserable
now wishing for - a life as a latin american model with an aceent (intentionally mispelt) and a Sports Illustrated cover picturre in a swimsuit..
don't ask me why.
now surfin: www.gobletoffire.com
www.stickcricket.com
now hopin for: Delhi trip to ROCK!!!
now drooling over: 1) TOM WELLING - UMYYYUMMMM
2) GARRETT HEDLUND
3) Laila Rouass (coz i saw her in a movie on Star movies called Life is not all haha heehee - im not kidding. She looked mind-blowingly hot in it,tho)
now hating: The Pussycat Dolls - Dont cha wish your girlfriend was RAW like me?!?!?!?! WTF!
now eating: Diwali leftovers...mmmmm
now drinking: chota pepsi
now writing: a rant for JLT on 'The thrill of the chase' i.e. a man's habit of wooing the woman when he wants her, and his cold behaviour later on in the relationship.
now missin: warmth, in all its forms
now trying to: do 100+ stomach crunches in a day
now thinking: man, multitasking sucks.

RANT

Its funny how your so-called "friends" stab you in the back the moment you look away. Or people who claim to "care" about you never really bother about how you feel, unless they are getting something in return. You never know when one of your best pals may conveniently ignore you, for his/her own personal gain. Filthy, lying hypocrites. Rot in hell, all of you. I miss Radhi, if she was around, at least I'd have had someone to support me.Now I'm miserable and alone. Its all Rohit's fault, that asshole. I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him !!!!I hate him for everything he did to me. I hate him for making me feel unwelcome, after everything I've done for that bastard. I hate him for the fact that he is happy with his new 'girlfriend' - i hope she shrivels up and dies in a corner somewhere. I hate him for smooth-talking his way back into her life. I hate him for treating her the way he treated me once. But most of all, I hate him for having this effect on me.

AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

On the upside, I'm leaving for Delhi tomorrow. Its a much awaited trip, including camping and white water rafting in Rishikesh. And a lot of fun time spent with the NBS. The great thing about them is that when I'm with them, I am able to forget every little problem, and have the time of my life. Also, I'm hoping that this trip will give me a much needed break, and help me pull myself out of the slump I've been in for the past month. I need to clear my mind and put things into proper perspective. I need to free myself from Rohit's grasp. I need to understand a few things, and make a few decisions.

I need to start living for myself.

Its one of those nights....

Its 3.a.m and sleep still evades me.

Have you ever had one of those nights when you go to bed depressed, and instead of the warm cocoon your bed is supposed to offer, you end up being plagued by mistakes of the past that leave you depressed furthermore? You spend hours wishing you had done something differently, or that you could somehow alter the events of yesterday, and end up feeling helpless.

Tonight is one of those nights.