Thursday, 23 April 2015

5

I have been traveling from this part of the country to that. Was in Kashmir last week and currently Im getting fried in somewhere in the forest belt of Central India. There was no electricity today for almost 4 hours in the afternoon, and I died in the heat. Plus here I have to wear your regular salwar-kameez with dupatta which really makes sure that you melt.

When I am away for weeks on such trips, it does get lonely. It is so difficult to go on like this without someone even kissing your cheeks.

Sunday, 12 April 2015

4

All of Sunday was total waste. The only good thing about today was that I cleaned up my room finally. I really hate cleaning. I had a lot of time to waste so obviously I was reading trash online like how dirty rooms are full of negativity, and those people dont have their shit together and what not. I kept on reading and kept on feeling sad about myself.

And then I was like fuck it, and lit a cigarette. Called my masseuse over, got a nice nice massage, bathed, slept for 4 hours. Ordered some Tibetan food from this next door basement eat out thing. I have a mean headache because I slept with wet hair. I hope the crocin kicks in soon. Uggh. So pissed because of the headache.

It rained all of last night. Baba called to say that the mangoes fell off early because of the rain. Such a sad and depressing time for all the farmers. This is not cool, Summer, behave yourself.

Edith Piaf: La Foule (Bez Strukury Blend)


Saturday, 11 April 2015

3

Hi from the library. Obviously I am not doing what I am supposed to do here - study. Instead I am devouring stuff on pinterest. The canteen has started serving some good chicken biryani, so just had biryani. Wanted a cola with it, and had it too...but it was hot, felt like acid going in. The fridge in the canteen got busted so well hot milkshakes and coke for one and all!

I woke up late and sleepy. Just showered somehow. Thank god that the tank water hasnt started heating up cuz I would positively die then. Cuz there are only so many buckets of water that you can fill and keep in the bathroom for later use. I am really dreading the summers.

Listening to love songs and smiling goofily :)



Thursday, 9 April 2015

2.

I have discovered that a small 10 rupee chocos packet is a healthy substitute of buying a cadbury or whatever. On days I have such sugar cravings, reminds of my childhood when post-lunch  Boya di would go and get a melted dairy milk for me from the neighbourhood general store. I'd sit on the sofa in my cotton frock, right in front of the television and relish my chocolate.

Im going to the Kashmir for four days, work purposes. The last time we were there, the army stopped our crew and went through our stuff. That really scared me. This time we'll have to show them the transcribed interviews and let them approve it so that we could use that for our research. I think film making really excites me. Though the whole documentary shoot is still months away because we are still setting up our research base, it is quite a learning experience.

Also my friends are planning a beach vacation, so I promptly went to the Decathlon store and got myself a classic black one piece swimsuit, no swimming shorts please!

This song :')




Tuesday, 7 April 2015

1

Oh the blog title has got nothing to do with the musician, yet. Yet cuz I haven't developed a taste for that kind of music. I will call myself an average stoner, and still I fail to get the whole beat about psychedelic music. This and death metal, I dont think I'd ever get around to truly appreciate the talent or the art that goes into composing those songs.

I met Footloose recently, who looked as fresh as a daisy. I was in a funk(and hung over) the day I met her to have lunch and generally gangoozle, and so I felt I was not a great company. But we had some chinese and some froyo. Froyo is my jam these days, what with all those berries and chocolate chips.

Life is in a coma. Kinda. So much of work to do that I land up doing nothing at all. Delhi has freaky weather these days. It is still chilly at nights? and this is April? in Delhi? It is in moments like these that I feel global warming is real, and here.

Bought 5 books this month:

1. The Rabbi's Cat by Joann Sfar
2. Moth Smoke by Mohsin Hamid
3. The Island the Day Before by Umberto Eco
4. Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palanuik
5. Habibi by Craig Thomson.

I've read all five books, and I just wanted to have a copy each of them. Highly recommend all of them.

Currently I am re-reading The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake. I want some more YA recommendations. Has anybody read Looking for Alaska by John Green? The Fault in Our Stars was average and not my jam. Like totally not my thing.

I am listening to this right now