Growing Up or Growing Old?

Recently, one of my very good friends, L, told me that I had changed a lot since first year(for the uninitiated, I'm a final year student). I asked her in what way. And her reply just sent me into a spiral of despair; she said I had become more serious, more mature and I laughed a lot less. And, everyone else seems to agree, including me.

I remember the kind of person I was in school. My friends and me were wee bit mental, but that was the fun of it! I mean, we used to laugh at almost everything. We never took anything seriously. Even exams :D

I remember this one time, when we all had hardly studied except Jinx(nerd of our group). I think it was Chemistry and we had like 21 lessons or something. Most of us had studied just 5-6. And that's the truth. So, we are all sitting silently in the class with 10 minutes to go to the exam and suddenly, if I remember correctly, Jass started humming the first line of the song Right Here Right Now from the movie Bluffmaster. And the effect of what followed was almost magical because each one of us - Munch, Jass, Pri and me- started singing, producing a very very good version of the original. Obviously, Jinx was staring at us like we had gone bonkers because we were interrupting her third revision.

Now, my gang loved this song for many reasons:

1) Even the bad singers could take part in the song, that is the Abhishek Bachchan part.

2) We all LOVED imitating Priyanka Chopra and her trying-to-be-sexy-but-failing-miserably act.

3) Pretty models in skimpy clothes + a bed still equals a very very effeminate Abhishek. Only possible in his case :D

Sigh...good times!

Anyways, I have decided to stop mopping around like the entire world is on my shoulders and just be happy!

By the way, the reason this post came up is because last night my brother T and me were laughing till we had tears in our eyes. It has been really long since that happened! Oh, and we were laughing over Malcolm in the Middle...it's awesome. Highly recommended!

Funny.

One of the best comics I have ever come across.

Funny, right?

P.S.: Alright, you got me. I had no writing to do in this post. It's difficult to post everyday!

And the award goes to...

Recently, our very own Mozart, A.R. Rahman, won two Oscars for his brilliant music direction, in Slumdog Millionaire. This got me thinking. We Indians do have an ear for music, but do we have an ear for words, rather lyrics? Take a look at the follwing.

Disclaimer: Take a breather and sit down. These songs might cause cardiac insomnia.

-> Cow dies,

Man eats,

Take the skin,

Beat the drum

Naaku Mukka(x14) - I'm ain't kiddin' here.

Yep, one of the biggest hits of the year. Got all of Tamil Nadu(dare I say India) on the dance floor. When there are lightning fast beats, who gives a damn about the lyrics!?!

-> When I close my eyes,

and I'm about to sleep,

My bedroom fan comes down,

And wakes me up,

And tells me to think of you

If you have a broken-hearted friend, who has a really big nose and atrocious spectacles and bugs bunny teeth, this is the song for him. Guarenteed to make you commit suicide after you hear the ghastly rap from Blaaze(who in my opinion might just be your friendly neighbourhood bathroom singer, nay, rapper).

-> Light a cigarette,

From the liver,

There's a huge fire,

In my liver.

This might be because Bips has a lotta bile(pun intended).

And to think that India once produced great poets like Rabindranath Tagore, Kalidas among many others.

I leave you with the best one.

-> Where is the party tonight?

(low pitched grunt)

It's in your house.

Where is the party tonight?

(yet another low pitched grunt)

It's in my house.

Where is the party tonight?

(low pitched grunt, again)

In the middle of the road.

Where is the party tonight?

(the last low pitched grunt)

In Tamil Nadu.

Lemon

So, I promised a post everyday, and here I am. In my previous post I had mentioned that I have started cooking. The title of this post might seem confusing right now, but I guarantee that by the end of this post, you will know what I am talking about. Oh, by the way I have tossed in a few pictures to go along with the post, so keep a napkin ready...you might want to wipe that drool :D

Last night, I pushed my poor, poor mother out of the kitchen and claimed the territory. Though my mother was screaming bloody murder, I being the stubborn person that I am, decided to make a side-dish to go with the amazing chapatis that my mom had prepared. So, I popped into the fridge and decided to prepare what I proudly call "Cauliflower Zing".

And here are few pictures(Caution - they might cause drool):

Look at the rich beautiful green peeking between that golden yellow and yum brown!

And, for your information, it was delish!

And no, you may not request the recipe! It's a secret....muhahaha!

Am I forgetting something? Oh yeah, the name of the post. Well, I may have gone a tad overboard with the lemon juice :P

Guess who's back...ta-da-da....Back again!

The title of this post is inspired by Eminem's song "Without Me".

So I know I haven't been writing regularly. And this time I have no excuse at all. I mean, it has been more than 10 days since my vacations started!

So what have I been doing all this time? Good question. And the answer is: not much. Or that's the answer I give my friends. Truthfully speaking, I have been doing a little more than 'not much'. I have watched 13 movies since I came home, I have cooked 2 dishes entirely by myself without any help at all from my mother, I have almost finished reading a book, and I have started watching Frasier. Jam-packed schedule, huh?

Point is, I have decided to write more, so here I am. I promise(and I hope not to break it) to write a post everyday. That's right. Every single day. So help me God!

Readers, prepare yourselves for lot of reviews, pointless posts and (maybe) a broken promise, because I am back(cue theme music)!