Five Things I’d Love To Do Before I Die
(In no particular order)
1) See Maiden in Concert
2) Climb Everest
3) Backpack across Europe
4) Go to Brazil
5) Watch Manchester United versus Arsenal at Old Trafford
Five Things I Will Not Do Even If It Kills Me
1) Dye my hair pink
2) Go for a Britney Spears concert
3) Sit next to PITA for a day
4) Pay for the IMOC (thanks Arry)
5) Join the Shiv Sena

Five Things I Do When I’m Away From The Public
1) Air Guitar
2) Sleep
3) Kick the wall
4) Create fantasies involving me playing a vital role in the Man Utd defence
5) Oh, you really dont want to know
Five Fave Sentences/Quotes

"I'm going to my cousin sisters place" - Zothan
"I have no money" Abhinandan
"You suck" Fatso/Loser/Me
"SCREAM FOR ME!" Bruce Dickinson
"Dhan dhan dhan *funky guitar solo*" Me

Five Things I’ll Make You Wish You Didnt Do, If You Did

make me clean up my room
ask me to take a bath
go to a discotheque


Five People To Tag

Mum
Meera
VP TM
VP TN1
Anil

So this little entry is dedicated to books. Yes, those all knowing, ever lasting pieces of paper that you grew up with. Yes, you! not me, you! You person who grew up in an age filled with dinosaurs and hunting was the only other passtime.

I'll admit I never really enjoyed reading until I read Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone when I was 11. The only other books (?) I had read until then were Tinkle, Amar Chitra Katha, Asterix and Tintin.

So then I pick up this wonderful book by JK Rowling cause everyone was raving about it and I didnt want to be left out you see. I read it and liked it. Not loved it, liked it. So I decided to read the remaining books in the series. Up until recently, when it FINALLY got over!

But over the years I read other books. After Harry Potter, I tried reading more fantasy books such as Artemis Fowl (which i absolutely detested). Then I read Lord of the Rings, which I LOVED! It took me nearly three months to finish, because of the fact that I was 12 and wasnt used to English like

"Frodo hath never gone thither, but wished to go hither to defeat the dark lord on his dark throne, in the land of Mordor where shadows lie;but Aragorn, ElfFriend, was always wary that he who went hither, never went thither. And since Theoden King was the burden the men of Rohan carried, but Eomer King rides in battle now, then Gandalf the Grey is using magics to defeat the Witch of Angmar and his EVIL FORCES."

You get the drift.

After which I read random books such as

The Curious Incident of the Dog in the night time and such.

Then I read Adrian Mole, which made me laugh so much that I was clutching my stomach and rolling on the floor. I love the way Sue Townsend writes!

Then I read Eragon. Boring shit. But that didnt stop me from reading Eldest!

I tried reading Frank Herbert's Dune but it was way too boring. So was Heart of Darkness.

Speaking of boring books, try Gunter Grass' The Tin Drum. It is AMAZINGLY BORING AND RIDICULOUSLY STUPID!

Then I read Steinbeck's "Of Mice and Men". Brilliance. I loved Steinbeck immediately. I went on to read "The moon is down" and "The Pearl".

The thing that captures me about in Of Mice and Men is George's helplessness over Lennies 'condition' and how he had to resort to such desperate methods to deal with it. It is beautiful. I cried at the end of the book. Steinbeck writes amazingly well..

What are you doing still reading this. Steinbeck writes better than me too (hard to believe, yes)... GO OUT AND READ HIS BOOKS!

So finally, I'm really happy today. Why? Cause United thrashed Wigan 4-0. Its about time we did something like this. We were winning, but not with United class. We were winning nonetheless. But today, woohoo!! WE WON!

I was very impressed with both Anderson and Simpson. Pique was pretty okay too. I'm not happy with Nani, his dribbling is good, his shooting is good, but his crosses are poor. As a winger, he should put in better crosses.

So today was Micro Economics. No comment.

Well, that was quite a holiday I took from blogging. I've been away. I had a blast.

So we leave from here on a friday (I dont even remember the date correctly, but I think it was 14th).. and we reach Delhi on Sunday. Over here, Chotumama (who waited 6 hours) picks me up and we head off to Gurgaon. I spend the day there (with beer!) and in the evening its time to leave again.

I go with Meera to Hazrat Nizammudin Station (pardon me if I spelt it wrong) and meet the rest of the chumps there. After that we head off towards Sawai Madhopur (spelling is wrong for sure!) and we reach there at I think 1 in the morning. Our transport from the station to the tent place (I dunno where it was) was by open top trucks. Now, at one in the morning, open top trucks are fun, as hell!! Me, Arjun and Bharat were tripping on The Beatles (rather SINGING Beatles songs) while the rest of the chumps were staring at the stars. Stars were beautiful. Never in my life have I seen so many of them out at night. Zothan wanted to see a ghost, but he was sorely disappointed when no banshee/ghoul jumped out at us from the forest and started drinking our blood.

We reach there in about an hour and we see tents. We see toilets without flushes. We see toilets with gaps in them (for voyeurs). We see everything by then. But fun is just on its way.

Now the next day, while everyone is in plenary and shouting their lungs out (except me and Arjun, who is bathing). I was guarding the bathroom and making sure nobody got in. He's very shy you see.

Anyway, while we were all in our respective places, a tent catches fire. There's loads of stuff in there worth loads of money! The MC gets pissed and we decide to move venue. Not a small task. 350 people for 5 days.. certainly not a small task. But it happens! And we're off to some new venue which apparently was only 40 kms from Jaipur but Arjun thought (and I suspiciously agree with him) that we were in Iraq. I mean, we were transported there during the night, when everyone was asleep, nobody saw anything. And we were taken away from there in the dead of the night as well! What is with that?

Anyway, we are there, the new venue and we are given rooms. Certainly not permanent rooms. There wouldnt be any fun if we werent given new rooms every two days and made to carry our bags around! Hehe. Small joke, I hope nobody got offended.

So that night, we decide (very unwisely) that WE WILL NOT SLEEP! So loads of us machas and machis from Chennai decided to stay awake a view the Rajasthani sunrise, because its so different from sunrises elsewhere. So we saw the sunrise.

Next morning the conference begins.

I just have a few things to say
1) The Jives were amazing. Apparently you can find jives on youtube!
2) The history session was pretty boring (Sam said he was sleepy that day.. anyway)
3) My FLC was the best (everyone says this)
4) My Faci was the best (refer above)
5) I didnt want to leave after the conference (refer above)

So anyway, the night the conference got over, after being kicked in the nose by an OC member (I'm sorry, if you're reading this, I dont know your name). We leave for Delhi (Gurgaon, okay fine!). We reach there early in the morning and I have a fever, so I dont give a rat's ass about anything other than hitting the sack, which I do eventually. I wake up and breakfast (bread and eggs and maggi, for vegetarians) is being served. I eat two slices of bread, which to my mouth (because of the fever) was tasteless.


I go back to sleep and when I wake up again, amazingly, its time for lunch! McDonalds delivery man arrives and we eat McDonalds burgers (obviously, the McD's delivery man does not deliver Pizza's). And then, tragedy!

Due to a host of reasons, 14 of us miss the train back to Chennai (very sad, no?) and ten of us are still stuck between two traffic signals in Gurgaon. Now, anyone who's been to Gurgaon knows that there's no such thing as public transport there. So we try to get ANY form of transport that comes our way.

And salvation comes in the form of a Goods/Cargo auto! So technically 5 of us got smuggled into New Delhi for 300 bucks. All we had to do according to the driver was shut up, sit down and keep quiet! Zothan, Sam, Gautam, Avinash and myself are in this. Sam is from Zambia and he doesnt have his passport with him at the time. Double thrill!

We reach the station late, obviously and we decide to book tickets for a train the next day, which we do.

We spend the night at a house. I dont know who's house it was, but whosoever's house it was, we are eternally grateful! And we also thank Anica for taking us there.

The fact still remains, like Zothan says, we have so much bragging rights for being smuggled into the capital!