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i'm so exhausted and exhilerated all at once!! i've read far too much biography for one day...and waves of some indescribable emotion are breaking upon me, as my eyes wander over the pages chronicling keats's life...i think it's sadness...a painful, harrowing sadness...had he any way of knowing that a girl in india, would experience such a rich multitude of emotions, on reading about his life, almost two centuries later? of course he hadn't...but the thought of it feels so strange...will any of our lives induce such feelings in the minds of unknown others? who is to tell.

i LOVE keats with a passion of sorts!I am both allured and repelled by biographies though!! they really inspire me with a vague sense of poignant empathy. okies, i'm basically writing rubbish to wiggle away from studying, so n'more for now!! i have a test tomorrow...and reams of notes to wade thru,. :----------------------( my looong face.

LOL

i wonder if "you know who" reads this blog...and i'm NOT speaking of Voldemort.

*sniffle*

i have a horrid cold!!!
i realised that i still love jim morrison's genius:

"no eternal reward shall forgive us now, for wasting the dawn."
"i love the friends i have gathered together on this thin raft...we have constructed pyramids in honour of our escaping."
"unhappy girl, left all alone, playing solitare, playing warden to your soul, you are caught, in a prison, of your own devise."
"don;t you love her ways...don't you love her as she's walking out the door...like she did one thousand times before." ...sigh...
i loved the dark knight...wanna watch it again...felt real bad about heath l....i really like jake gyllenhaal as well!!! loved brokeback mountain...though i did watch a censored version...loved the last scene...

i talked to school chum of mine today, and was so relieved to realise that we're STILL kindred spirits, to use an anne-ish metaphor. it was great catching up with her, and we had so much to talk about though we live in different continents!! the atlantic ocean hasn't come between us.
so i just realised that we live in a world of crass and blatant materialism...i mean, i did know it all along, but it really sstruck me when i read this bill-board hoarding which said something like...aajkal lok sabe pehle kapre dekhte"...and then you hear all that nonsense about "inner beauty" at those pageants!! indeed!!
television is such an irritant...apart from history channel and discovery travel and living..

whta i meant to say is, life doesn''t offer you the luxury to ponder over the past...

:---------P

I couldn't stop my thoughts from wandering through memory avenue...life tries to teach you many things...it's taught me not to indulge in nostalgic reminisces too often...it's a tough lesson, though. those moments i might have cherished the most, may have faded into insignificance for those who i spent them with. things which are apparantly insignificant fascinate me...but at times, the very people who i've built my memories with forget about the trysts of the past...like my friend ? who i used to be very close to...and spent lots of fun times with...but over the past 2 years we lost touch, and the even pleasant memories hurt more than please...we still talk occasionally, but its not the same...maybe that's one of the lessons an International School teaches you...people come and go...breaking the complacence of eternal friendship...but having said that, i'm lucky to have a multitude of friends scattered across the globe!
i suddenly remembered my first ever 0--Level exam...a Math. paper...the collective jitters, the nervous excitement, Mrs. Chatterjee's re-assuring face...and that was just the first of many, many more exams i've had to write since.
certain people have such weird conceptions of what a student of an International school SHOULD be like...and these are the very people who rally against stereotypes.

shuld it have been " why HAVE the monsoons been stripped of romance?

why has the monsoon been stripped of romance?

i'll tell you......i had to wade through a vile brew of water today...with heaps of garbage floating around...eww, i don't wish to elaborate!! they should do something about the deplorable condition of the roads...the state of this city's streets...the lack of civic sense is unbelievable...i feel like emptying gallons of phenyl around the place. I find it very difficult to weave romantic metaphors around rain anymore. but the claps of thunder were sky shattering today!
i have a presentation due tomorrow!!!!!!!! on pirandello!!!!!!! eeeeeeps!!