INDIA DECIDES 2009

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Don't Look Back

I should have lots of words right now. I'm 5 hours away from a homeward bound journey that I have been dreaming of for a very, very long time. I bid my closest and dearest friends in the world mournful goodbyes - in all honesty, I don't know what life will be like without Brown '09 - as they (my ex-classmates) prepare to graduate. I finally let go of a Love that has tortured and taught me so much over the last 2.5 years. Everything has changed in the last two days. And I should have words, dammit. WORDS! But right now, in this moment, I just feel a sadness that is paralyzing in its numbness. Bottomless emotional pit, thou art a myth.

I hope to be able, some day, to put down my many overwhelming emotions into words. Not tonight, though. Tonight, I'll let the music and my tears do the blogging for me.



Must.Face.Forward.

And how would you like that cooked, Ma'am?

(WELL) DONE!!!! :D

OK, yes that was corny...but can you really blame me? I am DONE :P

Wrote my exam this evening (which, by the way, went very well) and just finished re-re-re-editing my final final-paper. Tomorrow, I will print it out. And hand it in. And grin broadly...a lovely semester draws to a close :D

I am currently folding-stacking-packing for the journey home! Zambia is a few, short, itsy-bitsy nights away. And I have never looked forward to going home this much - and, also, for the first time, I'm not looking forward to it because I want to leave something behind. That distinction, though subtle, has made all the difference this semester. Finally, I love where I am. Who'da thought? Ahh, Hahvahd...

I deserve something yummy for all my hard work, don't I? So, a DELISH Red Velvet Cupcake from my roomie, Across The Universe from Netflix and a new shade of bright pink nailpolish from Me-Myself-and-I. And if any of you cool-dudes thinks that's a "girly" way to celebrate...at least there isn't any mention of bubble baths and red wine, OK. Gosh.

Hokay now I must go and celebrate freedom. More later.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY

to every beautiful Mama
in every blessed corner of the world.

To My Mother
- Robert Louis Stevenson

You too, my mother, read my rhymes
For love of unforgotten times,
And you may chance to hear once more
The little feet along the floor.


For MY Mummy

Tulips. From my street.



...like in "Dekha Ek Khwab".

I love you so very much, Mama Bhattacharya!
See you in 7 oh-so-short days :)


[And, just for laughs]

Mend

I've thought these thoughts a thousand times
In manic corners wrapped in soft sleepless sheets.
Quiet stories I'll never let you hear.
My hands jammed firmly in blue-jean pockets,
I imagine fingers interlocked.
Yours. And hers.
(always, hers)
I think here, sitting in pink, of us.
Of what you look like through Chardonnay glass eyes.
Your far-too-loose arms around my silver shoulders
Bodies scorching.
The weather man says it'll rain tomorrow -
Blood-red veils of monsoon weather.
Oh please -
Won't you ask me out to play?

Dreams. In Reel Life.

I was tagged by Tina!

1) Choose 12 films that you would want to run at a theatre near you.
2) Explain why you chose them. However you want to.
3) Link back to Lazy Eye Theatre's post
4) Tag 5 other people: Any and every blogger who's reading - Tag!

Women Do It Better
Sukkar Banat aka Caramel [2007] - Nadine Labaki
Lost In Translation [2003] - Sofia Coppola














Shakespeare, I Love
Maqbool [2003] - Vishal Bharadwaj
Romeo + Juliet [1996] - Baz Luhrmann














To See Like They Do
Bacheha-Ye Aseman aka Children of Heaven [1997] - Majid Majidi
La Faute à Fidel! aka Blame It On Fidel [2006] - Julie Gavras

Gin & Tonic with the Brits
Lock, Stock & Two Smoking Barrels [1998] - Guy Ritchie
The Royal Tenenbaums [2001] - Wes Anderson














Love Is The Soul of Genius
Pather Panchali [1955] - Satyajit Ray
Mossafer aka The Traveller [1974] - Abbas Kiarostami














My Heart Belongs To Palestine
Gaza Strip [2002] - James Longley
Slingshot Hip Hop [2008] - Jackie Salloum














N.B. - SO many movies missing :( ...butbutbut. must. stick. to. rules.

For Customer Service Dial: 1-800-I-HATE-DELL

Hard drive crashed last night. I was halfway through a paper when an ear-piercing, agonizing screech emanates from the machine. And then deathly, black silence. I knew...it was the dreaded...Technology Fail.

I then spent 1.5hours on the phone with a most surly, boring gentleman (I was REALLY hoping to speak to someone in BANGALORE! But, of course, got stuck with some loser, dude-wannabe named Bill. Lamebeans) trying to figure out what the hell was going on with my piece-of-crap laptop. Moral of the story: DELL needs to die. The idiot was trying to put it on me at some point, "Umm so do you download your music?" No, fool, I play my Michael Jackson cassettes on my tape recorder. So I try to be nice and say "Do you think it's better to just get an external hard drive and put my music on there?" and he says, "Well if you're downloading free files, this will always be a problem. So maybe you might consider buying music?" YES! Because clearly I will find Activa's white label vinyl records on iTunes a day after he spins them at some obscure club in Poland. Thanks for nothing, douchebag. BLURG! As much as technology failure annoys me, having to deal with people is so much more tedious and GAH-inducing!

Anyhoo...

So, all of today has been spent in the library with me working my tush off. Oh, so productive. Comfy wooden chair (I know that reads like an oxymoron, but it's not). Big windows looking out onto the Yard. And lots of (goodlooking) people watching :P. Also, this is Amartya Sen's part of campus - so I am really hoping he'll walk in with his wise swagger and sit at the table next to my booth. Maybe if I lay out a few sugar-free roshogollas? Clearly, Amartya Sen is my Santa Claus.

OKAY!

Paper done. Hungry belly. Time. To. Go. :D