Orange Vanilla Sundae

A long day yesterday. Did not go home on Thursday. Did not sleep well. Did not go on lunch with Lab mates. Adviser kept me waiting till 1:15 for the meeting. He drops ideas like changing clothes everyday. Gosh he appears a creep to me sometimes. Moved around in the Red Link. Tell you its route is REALLY long. 

After the meeting disgusted me completely, I just wanted to get out of the office. It was hot in the room and I was really tired and down. Nobody  likes to change of topics by the day. So I wondered around the campus to see the Arts Festival. Nothing special. All the things are highly priced. The most unique and interesting caption that I saw was "VICTORIA"S SEXTION'. Being a foodie I tried to find the things I could gorge on. Strawberry Smoothie was good although 4$. They played nice music in the central park. Then I went to sleep in the nearby garden. Tell you six hours of sleep is great and life seems to be difficult the next day when you do not get that. 

Enough of sad story. Now the good or the delicious part. Yep the orange vanilla sundae. The server told me that it would not feel good in the cone and gave me in the cup. At first I was annoyed of missing out on con but the taste was so good and romantic(yeah so many american girls to stare at!!) 

Missing my family dearly

There comes a time in life when whoever you are or how much tougher you may be, situations and troubles in life bring you down on your knees. That's what I have been feeling of late. I am just getting weird dreams of my parents, especially Mom. She always comforted me with her sweet and simple words. Even her email in morning brought tears in my eyes. I wish I could just meet them any how. Its becoming difficult to face the situation here.

Not that swimming helps me unwind, but still I feel a big void in my life here. A void that only the family can fill. After 6:30 in the evening I just dread what's going to be my calender. I wasn't so unstable and uncertain at any point in my life. It may seem that I am exaggerating but it isn't funny either. Its like being lost in place for almost an year and I am yet to hit a shore. 

FIRST STAT'S CLASS

SO THE SUMMER SESSION STARTED. HAD THE FIRST CLASS TODAY. THE COURSE IS ENTIRELY DIFFERENT FROM WHAT I HAD EXPECTED. AFTER TWO SEMESTERS OF REAL STRUGGLE, I WAS FINALLY ABLE TO IMPROVE IN CSE COURSES. NOW A STAT COURSE! NOT SURE WHAT I AM DOING. WHY TAKING A STAT COURSE? TO IMPROVE THE LOW GPA. ANOTHER SHORTCUT IN LIFE. MOST OF THEM HAVEN'T REAPED SWEET FRUITS. HOPE THIS ONE DOES.

LATELY FEELING A LITTLE LOW. THE FEAR OF NOT GETTING A JOB AFTER COMPLETING M.S IS PULLING ME DOWN. THEN THE FUNDING SCENE IS ALSO NOT VERY BRIGHT. THOUGHTS OF GOING BACK EMPTY HANDED SENDS SHIVERS DOWN THE SPINE. THE ONLY HOPE IS SOME LUCK COMING MY WAY.

SOMEHOW THE BURDEN OF A POOR ACADEMICS IS SO MUCH THAT I HAVE STOPPED ENJOYING LIFE. STRANGE THOUGHTS COME IN MIND. WISH I COULD JUST DISCONNECT IT AND KEEP IT IN COLD STORAGE!!! I HAVE GIVEN UP ON MYSELF. LEAVING EVERYTHING TO THE GOOD OLD 'GOD'.

BLOG GONE OFF LINE

HAD TO DO IT. WROTE ABOUT SOMEONE, WHO MENTIONED IT BACK TO ME. IT WASN'T THE RESPONSE I EXPECTED. BUT IN THE AGE OF WEB 2.0 ANYBODY CAN CATCH ANYONE WITH PANTS DOWN. THIS WASN'T THE ONLY REASON. SOMEONE C WHO LIKED READING THIS BLOG CALLED ME A 'LONER'. MY MONDAY GOT WASTED TRYING TO PROVE TO MYSELF THAT I AM NOT A 'LONER'. THE FACT THAT IT TOOK SO LONG SUGGESTED THAT HE IS RIGHT. BUT THE 'EVIL' IN ME DID NOT STOP ME FROM CHANGING THE 'URL' OF THE BLOG. 

I DO NOT INTEND TO PUBLISH THIS BLOG AGAIN. SO I HAVE DECIDED THAT I SHALL WRITE WHAT I PLEASE. WHAT I WANT. WHAT I HATE. WHAT I LOVE.

Meaningless things in life

A list of things that seems to be meaningless to me:-

1) Bollywood Heroins. Just for fun to eyes and possibly the hero.

2) Having 50 + friends in your orkut/facebook profile. Seems so much of waste storage when you have like 200+ friends on your list. Tells nothing about the individual at all. You are not sure that you knew someone at all. Just good for number crunching. 

3) Balaji's spate of lies. Now sure he lies about everything.

4) T20. Now that pakistan won the world cup. Hang Modi.

Would be adding more.........

Farmer's Market

The weather is sticky. Just bought a 140$ book after a lot of thought and haggling about the BUY BACK price. Books are always an investment worth making especially if the book isn't available back home. 

Thinking of making a side dish of vegetables today. I think I can pull this one of given the success in the earlier part of the week. So I bought the potatoes from the Farmer's Market. I had to search for them and mind wondered to buy cauliflower for gobhi parathas. But do not have a shredder at home. I finally zeroed in on the potatoes. I told the lady that I would buy them but she told that she can't sell anything before 11:30 am. Luckily my watch showed 11:30 but she went by her own time. So I was kept waiting for around 5-6 minutes.

I looked at the people selling their goods. These people are very simple people. You can make out from the way dress. Simple country side clothing nothing too flashy and flaunting. Most of them do not wear any footwear and their hands and feet are rough. Even the lady selling the potatoes has rough feet. Reminds me of the sabziwala in our market. The potatoes are priced reasonably at 4$. Other shops sell like bread, cookies, green vegetables and flowers. Its fascinating to move around with different aromas of food at different places in the market.

The whole point is we buy most of our stuff at Walmart or Weiss or whatever shopping outlet. We really do not benefit any individual there. All we do is pass our money to some retailer. We do not bother about people who get us that food in first place. Its just buy and enjoy for us. And for them as well. But it would be nice to go and just buy some stuff from such markets once in a while.

Relaxed

I do not know swimming and I am learning it. Finally managed to get the kicks right. Now able to kick from the hips. But breathing still remains a BIG problem but its getting easier by the day. Its kind of nice to work during the day and practice in the evening. It relaxes my mind and the mood is upbeat for the evening.

The locker room is however not very comforting. You can see shameless amros and chaptas changing in OPEN. They do not even use the towels to COVER up. And the showers are common. Shamelessness prevails even there.

Nevertheless I felt good and relaxed after so many days. Life here can be boring at times. And having insane roommates does not help much.