"And the oscar goes to...."

well.. well.. wel.. "and the oscar goes to SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE" is all i can remember or recollect from what i saw at the oscars early this morning!! my most favorite movie of the year "slumdog millionaire" bagged 8 oscars!!! i couldn believe it!! this was one helluvan achievement for danny boyle director-slumdog millionaire! fingers crossed and lips pursed, i watched the 81st academy awards with immense enthusiasm and anticipation. i remember my heart racing when steven speilberg announced that 'slumdog millionaire' had recieved the best film award! what a day! Ar.rahman - the living legend, a miracle and the subtle spice of the movie, won the award for the best original score and song!! its jai ho everywhere!! slumdog millionaire has definitely made history. without a doubt this has been one movie that has moved millions across our country and the world over. slumdog millionaire without a doubt is "the best movie of the year". hats off to the entire team!! we love you guys! and are proud of you all.

boredom=geology lectures!!

this is something i scribbled down in a piece of paper when i was utterly bored during geology class

if boredom could be attributed to a day, i would present it with pleasure to the 21st of august. I sit here in a coglomeration of attentive students, sincerely jotting down notes ,while i sit in an unnoticed corner,careless, doodling on this lil piece of paper. a lot of technical terms being spoken around me, fly well over my head and i wonder why people bother so much about the contours of the world when their lives themselves are contours and terrains that have not been explored. aint there a million things that one doesn know about oneself or has absolutely no clue about. who am i to pick on the intellectual ones? i am just here, plain and transparent, penning down random thoughts and breathing a sigh of relief!

The face behind the veil

this is something i wrote when i was terribly upset and when i was completely broken. it is very special to me cause i put my heart into what i was writing.

Beneath this facade lies a soul so torn,so ripped
i cannot foresee what is yet to come,
yet i sit with a hope, with a faith
that someday i will be able to pull myself up
put pieces of my life together and start afresh
it is hard to sit, hard to fake it, hard to put up a smile and put on an act
as shakepeare said "this world is a stage and we all the actors"
we live this life being artificial,
dawning upon ourselves a mask that conceals what is within, our true selves
i wish life was more simple
my head spins and i wonder what sort of complicated web i have entangled myself in
waiting for that day when i can stand and reveal
the face behing the veil

blogging? is it really my thing?

hey!!!
i really dont know why i started out creating a blog for myself. i guess the writer in me would have to work extra hard to make a mark. i don even know if its my thing. i have many friends who are bloggers. dint really know what blogging was and was soo taken up by the whole concept that i decided it was high time i created my own lil blogspot. so here goes! have fun! :-)