you vella, me velli : chalo lets celebrate *vella-panti*

L-O-L!!! Sis n me were walking back home from the market when i asked her ''so! how was your date today?" she had gone out with Sayan(her boyfriend) like any other day, but i never miss on asking her about how was it... So sisi was like ''he calls me up at night and sweetly tells me, that tomorrow I'm taking a half-day from office, so we decided on meeting up...anyway!!"... and it was then I supplied '' you vella, me velli : chalo let's celebrate vella-panti''... 

For all-those who don't know what a 'vella' is, vella is a Hindi word meaning - if someone is sitting idle, has nothing to do or whose into useless stuff...

So, that implies that I'm *vella-personified* for, for past 24 days i had nothing 'meaningful' to do! And so i met up with friend- school sweethearts, Sherlyn, and the tution peeps, we would go to place to place doing vella-panti, only!

Ta-da!

PS. how vella of me to write such a vella post... :)

PPS. tomorrow's my second belly dance class.

        plan to meet up at Samster's(aka Somya's) place for a night stay on                              Sunday...hopefully should workout!!

had a good day...

one of my classmates Sadhika had come over... Her dad on his way to office dropped her at my place like at the crack of dawn (8am, it was) lol!! and picked her up on his way back home in the eve! it was a pretty good day...

We watched the movie ''the uptown girls'' , sat online, talked, made each other's hair, did makeup(lol... i know it was kiddish, but somehow i loved it... i seriously miss those golden days when me n my gang of girls here in the colony would play kitchen-kitchen, or would show off the best barbie doll clothes, play doctor-doctor, and play all those self-made games...we would play as though we were born to do it and seemed as though it's going to be like this forever... this is what i hate about growing up, you have leave behind so much, and it all comes naturally. you don't realise it...anyway, its not that I'm not liking my life now, it's just that i WISH we could also do THAT. however, it then strikes to me that, THAT thing is made up for that very phase... you cant carry everything along, THAT has its own time and validity!!)

moving on, with her call i woke up at 8 in the morning after such a long time (of 2 weeks) of waking up at 10 or 11 (yeah, now this is what i call life!!! hahahaha!! :) ) Around 4 in the eve, we went to GK, she got her ear pierced, suppose to be her 3rd pair of piercing... And i was a little jealous, for i also wanted to get my ear pierced, but after my piercing tragedy(which you might not be aware of), i was scared as well...in the silver shop from where sadhika got her piercing done i met my senior who didn't actually recognise me, which became a sort of an embarrassing moment however following the ritual that when-ever i go to GK i meet someone or the other, the unexpected sort! 

after checking out gk and evaluating that it is far more expensive and that sarojini nagar market is far more better and we'll surly go there we both ended up purchasing few girl stuff like hair clips, anklets, hairbands, that's it... but i forgot to take my pair of denim that i had given for alteration about 13 days back, almost 2 weeks, that is!!! so i plan to pick it up on Saturday, the day of my 2nd bellydance class (I'm excited!!!!) :D

From gk, we went to amar colony which is another best hang-out place for people like us!! hahahaha! we went to ccd (cafe coffee day) checked out export hut- good stuff they have! and also miss.sadhika bought a chicken roll which she ate all by herself even though i asked her to save a bite for me!!! never mind! :) 

so we walked back home... where we found that her dad had already arrived to pick her up and for whom the tea was getting ready... we there hooked up another plan of 6th(may, of course) that is her birthday... n then to meet up once again for shopping(we cant live without it, c'mon we are GIRLS!!!) 

Later in the eve, i went at Sherlyn's place... sat there for a while, while I'd narrate to her of how my day went with (of all the people) sadhika. (''of all the people'' because, initially, when she wasn't in my section i didn't like her that much and so it was completely a shock for those when i befriended sadhika who turned out to be very nice n sweet... so actually this was the second time she'd visit me... first time she came for studying, like, 2 weeks before our boards started!!)... and then sherl n me moved on to Gurudwara, stood in front of the gate while her lil bro ran all over the place... sherlyn n me then planned to spend the day tomorrow together, we would watch movie and also have that ''bestie'' conversation... lol! plus i think, and I'm very happy that finally things between sherlyn n me have started settling... regardless of what I'd call her...

 plus , she has always been there, and now its my time (she has some crisis on)... ta-da and that's it...

eventually, everything has taken shape... and i like a stupid was  unnecessarily making a fuss out of it! 

xoxoxo

One frustrated teenager-it is!!! ''wtf''

in the first 9 days to the summer, i practically did NOTHING; whereas whom ever i used to talk to were busy in something or the other. I got so freaking frustrated that i took my diary, went into the bathroom, sat on the pot cried like a 3 yr old child from whom you snatch away a lollipop... and wrote the following (on the 9 of april)-

''NINE FUCKING DAYS have passed by, and I've fucking wasted these NINE days. I fucking regret these nine days more than ever. it never did hurt when i would spend 9 fucking days not studying during my boards, as it is fucking hurting now. I'm completely freaked out. so fucking freaked out. i freaking don't care now. you know after boards i thought I'll PARTY. you know party means have Fucking some freaking FUN. BE HAPPY. DO WHAT, WHICH I COULD.NT DO for the past fucking year.

 but now I'm all fucked up. I'm at home when my fucking friends are out, doing whatever, they are on night stays, out of station. but I'm fucking set back at home, where i go online thrice in 90 minutes just ho i can pass some time.

 no-one is ready to understand me. i don't care if things don't go by my 'schedule' but fuck off, THINGS DON'T HAPPEN AT ALL. and no-one is ready to understand. I've no idea to whom i should go. everyone is having fun, i dun wanna disturb anyone. and why should i? i wanna go for guitar classes-I'm SO UNABLE TO FIND THEM. I had planned to go for 'personality development' classes-GOT CANCELLED. there are no belly-dance class around. what the fuck. i wanted to go partying, see places, where i could have gone to mumbai, I'm here, sitting on pot and crying complaining and swearing taking out the frustration. and now when i think what i wanna do, all my excitement and enthu has drained off...for everything, as though now i wanna GIVE UP. as though, if I'm unable to learn anything these 3 months, it'll be the end of my freaking life...

i wanna get outta my house, go somewhere, laugh till my stomach hurts, crack fucking PJ's and laugh at them as it was the freaking best joke on this earth. then i recall, how my mum feels not so proud of me for I've done nothing productive in past 15 fucking years of my life. 

it was like so much better in class 10, we all had goals, we knew we had to study, there was always something on the mind of what to 'study' next.

and now i feel-AIMLESS, CLUELESS, UNEMPLOYED-as though I've been thrown out of the job and now I'm searching for a new job and I'm unable to do so and I've a deadline to payback my bills and I'm running out of money-->PATIENCE, that is!!!

I've never been so frustrated that 2nd day in a row I've cried SO freaking very much, that my body feels very light, and tired. I feel my passion have been broken into pieces with a hammer, as though my passion was SO FUCKING BRITTLE that i couldn't even hold on to it...WTF!!!"

PS.me and my friends somehow love this diary entry, it makes us laugh whenever we read it:)...

Bye-Bye Bua, Belly Dance... n Much More...

When she used to live is States, her every visit to India used to be special. Everyone excited at home, so many preparations and especially when me and cousins being kids used to be excited about the presents she would get for us! 5 years back, Bua was transferred to Bangalore, India.  Thanks to her I got to sit on an aeroplane for the first time and that was Me and my Grandma who went to Bangalore in 2004. Their Bangalore house was a palace, huge so many rooms and their roof was the best... I remember everything from my trip...I still miss the friends I'd made there and Bua's neighbour who was in her 70s however befriended me and we did swimming together... After two years, Bua shifted to Chennai, Tamil Nadu. Thanks to her I got the confidence to travel alone. The Chennai House was beautiful too, again another palace... After almost spending 2 years in Chennai Bua came to Gurgaon that is like NCR, that is like being next door, neighbour!!! Furthermore it became a daily affair to meet bua, as though she had been living with us forever. Nightstays at Bua's place were a luxury, comfortable and the most outrageous experiences. Even though we would do nothing, just relax but the atmosphere around and especially living in one of the most beautiful houses on this earth, what better you want...I would miss playing carom or cards or crossword with bua, watching pictures, and working on her Imac... well I sound selfish but the kind of experiences I'd have with bua, hanging out with her were really fun...and I'll miss that... Last night Bua and Uncle left for Boston. I cried, I felt bad... I was wishing that somehow we could spend more  family time :)

It was a surprise and seemed completely impossible that Bua would one day actually be next door...!! awesome fun.. Bua I'll miss you, hope you have great time in US, and hope I'll come to visit you soon!! :D

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Today was my first belly dance class , at the Banjara School of Belly Dance. I went half hearted for the class because I feared that it might turn out to be lame like all the earlier classes I had gone to at various other dance institutions!! However I came very happy, excited and with more desperation to learn Belly Dancing... my instructor's name's Meher. She showed us few moves which were so fantastic which assured me that Yes! she is professional... There were like 15 students, rather I should call ladies, because I was the youngest amongst them. The one elder to me was in 1st year college. Meher told me that I'm picking up pretty fast, that made me more confident about what I was doing... Plus we even started with the choreography. The performance is in September and the theme is ''Belly-wood'' that is belly dancing with the touch of bollywood. So our batch is learning the moves on Kajrare. Exciting!! And now it makes me impatient for the nest class!!  Yeahpie!!!!

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In the evening today, we're going to the 50th birthday party of one the friends of my parents...Hopefully I'm gonna wear a dress!

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I haven't found a Guitar instructor as yet. This does not make me feel terrible or sad but disappointed that it extends the number of days I'll be practicing on my own without any supervision telling me whether I'm doing it correctly or not! It's OK, though!

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Indian Premier League is starting today... but no match of Delhi Dare-devil, so I don't think I'll be watching it!! :)

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and that's it... I don't think there's much to do except clean many of my shelves... that's a headache... I started with a new book that My sister issued from the library ''Stick or Twist'' by Eleanor Moran. Moreover, I simply skipped the first three parts of Twilight and simply read the 4th part for I knew the most of the story... from my personal experience don't read it, it sucks, however it is better than a sleeping tablet :P and that's it! Tomorrow's Sunday and hope it is as great as the last one!! :)

whenever you start something new there's a little fear in the back of the mind that will I be able to do it... for me it is very difficult to get over of what I had. Even though I miss --zEaLoUsMe--, I even don't deny it is very attached to me, I will try to move on with it, and hopefully forever go on with it, I'm tired of so many blog pages...

Summer of class 11 seems to be the best ever... Where I was crying and mourning all the time for wasting my 2 weeks of summer, I now realise it is sooo much of fun... I do everything that I yearned for in 2008, sleeping late rising late, watching movies on HBO or star movies, do vella-panti, having no stress of studying, reading novels... and what not!!! :)

My gang of girls in school which famously known as Gen.X. have been soo supportive, specially Somya and Harshita that it is beyond thanking them. I seriously owe them a big deal. My other very good friend Sherlyn is such a sweet heart, that even she looked for my back.

Since, the 11th of April everything's back to normal, just like what it is has ever meant to be *PERFECT* 

-->My cousin sister, whose like very close to me and resides in Mumbai just had a baby boy, yeah I've a nephew :-P.

-->I got my guitar whose name's *Cedar*.It is of the Indian brand 'Givesom', brownish in colour and of course made of wood. Cedar is a very fine type of wood. Hence my little baby guitar is named Cedar :)

-->After an year of fighting, ignoring, and due to our egos; I finally befriended my pen pal Aniket. And it feels just so good and lucky. It is actually very difficult to find trustworthy people via Internet, you see :) 

-->I realised after spending 2 weeks of doing *nothing* and rarely hanging out with my friends I was actually shedding off all the tiredness,stress, frustration(i cried A LOT, hahahaha) that had accumulated during those days where all I did was studying and had ignored all the other feelings...

-->Finally, finally, I found a ''Belly Dance School'' which is fortunately not that expensive plus near my place. All credit goes to my parents... they are a big bunch of darlings and sweethearts! :)

-->And I'm back to normal even though there a couple of things which I want to work upon however pretty minor... so hardly makes a difference...

I really thank God for everything that he has given me... I feel blessed and just like a *princess* thank you very very veryyyyy much!!

Mwahhhh! xxx

Welcome-ho!

this blog is a beginning to a new life, where I look forward to commit myself into a new forum of starangers... Those people who will be introduced to a life of another new person. 

Writing has always been a passion for me, for which i can never lose my enthusiasm. 

The title, is a little bit tricky for which I'll give my explanation later...

Takyakalam potrays my life...  I'm a simple teenager-girl, looking forward to so much, expecting so much that now I understand that whatever I want cannot be achieved at a blink of an eye. There is a method, the perfect attitude which is so very important.

 Much of the posts will be simply from the pages of my diary *Cheer*. Takyakalam is just like my journal, just that everyone has access to it :) 

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