May 25, 2009
coming soon — blaction!
hello everybody!
it’s been forever since i’ve blogged about something…well the poetry was honestly just to keep the blog alive while i slogged over psychology for the last two years 
anyway.. i shall be done with college very VERY soon..it seems like my finals have been going on for waaay too long..which they have btw…they’ve been on since march :o !
well..till i’m actually back with some real blogging action (a.k.a. blaction!) , here’s a link to my youtube site…where i’ve been obsessively karaoke-ing 
The “Nyx” Stop:
http://www.youtube.com/user/warshhhh
Enjoy my friends…i promise, i’m actually worth listening to
Cya!
p.s. the videos are my favourite part…i actually spend a lot of time picking out the right images that fit the songs…and i’ve tried adding some trivia that make them special
Warshhhh at 2:48 pm
March 4, 2009
Live Together, Die Alone..
I hide under sunlight
Shade surrounds me
I’m enfolded by warmth
Afraid to feel the cold
My world is empty
People huddle around me
Alone, I freeze in unbearable heat
The wind warms them…
Warshhhh at 7:29 pm
Cinemanatastic!
Then came the age of the holidays
Endless dawns, endless nights
Hours of joyous freedom
And a cupboard stacked to the brim.
Spielberg, Shyamlan, Tarantino, Jackson
All lined up with the best
But Disney, as always, came first.
So I “Yo-ho”ed with the pirates,
Ran the forests with Pocahontas,
Rang the bells of Notre-Dame,
Swam the seas as a mermaid,
Danced the hula with Lilo,
Searched all of Sydney Harbour for Nemo.
Hark! It’s the precious~
Gondor embraces a King.
The ring is destroyed,
An epic ends.
A man strolls onto land
“Who am I? I’m Cap’ain Jack Sparrow!”
Aye, back in the Caribbean
The war of the seas is won.
Alas! Good times must cease
As reality drenches the mind;
My overactive imagination
Mops it dry for next year’s vacation.
Warshhhh at 7:28 pm
August 13, 2008
the emotional web
Silence.
Introspection. Confusion.
Disillusionment. Too much. Too little.
Fatigue. Sleep. Lack of it. Blur. Dilated pupils.
Head-heavy. Tippy-toed. Distortion. White noise. Bad jokes. Laughter.
Gossip. Confessions. Tears. Grief. Anger. Calm. Comfort. Desire.
Disclosure. Discretion. Giggles. Fear. Love. Lust. Happiness.Heartbreak.
Betrayal. Obsession. Loneliness. Numbness. Destruction. Faith. Dejection.
Realization. Denial. Work. Life. Too much. Too little.
Disappointment. Nothing. Everything.
Peace. Chaos.
Silence.
the words are universal. the feelings are unique.
Warshhhh at 8:14 pm
March 23, 2008
In Pursuit…
A rhythmic nod,
That knowing smile,
A feeling of elation;
A picture of her dancing,
Without inhibition,
Winged, fearless, free.
But the skies aren’t endless,
The world is not enough,
She must reach beyond infinity,
There lies her salvation.
Not a lover,
Not the very last of her kin,
Not all the wealth one could have;
She seeks something more.
An unconventionality,
A uniqueness,
A treasure beyond anyone’s reach:
Herself.
Warshhhh at 5:14 pm
February 27, 2007
Self-Tagged
Three things that scare me :
1. Letting someone in/Losing someone I care about
2. Letting down my parents/brother
3. Someone who can read into my mind
Three people who make me laugh :
1. My brother (even though he makes the worst jokes on the planet)
2. Chandler (Friends)/Dr.Cox (Scrubs)
3. Anyone who takes advantage of the fact that I’m ticklish
Three things I love :
1. Listening,learning, performing: Music/singing
2. People i care abt, specifically: My brother, parents, best friend, sisterhood
3. Any medium that kindles my imagination (btw, that’s a really long list)
Three things I hate :
1. People with no self-respect/who act dumb when they’re not
2. The existing emptiness even when one has everything one could ask for
3. Judgmental individuals who refuse to accept people as they are
Three things I don’t understand :
1. Why some people get to live a life they don’t deserve
2. Why its hard to believe that sometimes people like to be/make it on their own
3. Why must everything make sense/have a reason/be logical/be complicated
Three things on my desk :
1. College notes
2. Music system/player
3. A mess of my bags and their contents (ie. more notes/cosmetics/books/cellphone)
Three things I am doing right now :
1. Reading “Tess Of The d’Urbervilles”/Book on Psychology
2. Listening to music
3. This questionnaire
Three things I want to do before I die :
1. Sing live at my own established karaoke club/Own a farmhouse and everything that goes with it
2. Go backpacking across Europe/New Zealand/Northern India/Certain parts of N. and S. America
3. Do something meaningful with my to-be-profession
Three things I can do :
1. Sing
2. Listen/stay consistently patient
3. Adapt/adjust/accomodate
Three things you should listen to :
1. Bands/Musicians: Within Temptation, Evanescence,A.R.Rahman
2. Someone singing, unaware that you’re listening
3. Nature (rain/wind/waterfalls/sea)
Three things you should never listen to :
1. Himesh Reshammiya
2. So-called “music” of metal-grating and screeching
3. The conversations I have with myself
Three things I would like to learn :
1. Belly dancing/Hula
2. To play musical instruments starting with the piano
3. To have confidence in making impossible dreams come true
Three favorite foods :
1. Mom’s cooking (vengaya/mulangi sambar with potato curry,pav bhaji)
2. Theretipal/Pal payasam
3. Anything else that constitutes good, edible food
Three beverages I drink regularly :
1. Tea
2. Milk with sugar
3. Assorted fruit juices
Three TV shows/Books I watched/read as a kid even now :
1. Friends/Tom & Jerry/Bean
2. Archie/Calvin
3. Enid Blyton/Agatha Christie
Three people I tag :
Whomsoever is interested (like i was), is hereby tagged.
Warshhhh at 10:02 pm
June 26, 2006
Back to St. Xavier’s
First day of college. No, I mean proper degree college. To be honest, it was oddly unsettling. A free lecture, a one and a half hour break and dismissed at 1 p.m. I felt as though I was just lolling about with plenty of time to kill, as though I were bunking a lecture or something. After pretty much all my life so far, of continuous classes and running about from here to there, it felt too damn strange having so much free time. Although I know eventually I’ll really need all that time, for a first day it was quite empty and uneventful. I will be taking up the Honours programme for Psychology (I easily qualify with my awesome %). I will have plenty of assignments, projects, seminars, workshops in psychology and research in literature. Anthropology is still a question mark until my first lecture. And now, I will stop talking about my academic plans for the year.
What I’m most interested in checking out is testing myself on becoming extroverted and learning to talk. Out loud I mean. I will definitely be part of Malhar (coll fest) & Janfest this year, apart from other social programmes.
Ok, I’m talking about my plans again - actually why the hell should I not? Basically, I’m glad I can finally qualify myself as a collegian, I no longer have to get embarrassed about being young and looking much older. Ha! And you can see I’m not really in the moods to write or think and write. This is the worst I’ve ever written really. Anyway, this is for benifit of keeping this blog alive and getting through to my bro. Laterz.
Warshhhh at 3:14 pm
May 16, 2006
To satish and the others
Dear Lord, I am forgetful. I forgot to mention the most important people who made my birthday so memorable. First and foremost, satish, who although called close to evening, remembered to call and promised me a gift. But you know what, his call was gift enough to me. L-l-l-love you bro. Next, rajesh anna, who also called up and gave me five minutes of laughter. Finally, shubha manni, who got my 2 angels, siddharth and gautam, to sing “Happy Birthday” to me. Gautam was more of the background musician (with the beginnings of talk: “Aay, Eey”). My love to one and all. Mmmuahhhh!
p.s. A big thanks to all my relatives who mailed me and sent cards.
*End of list*
Warshhhh at 11:05 am
May 15, 2006
To mom and dad
I distinctly noticed, on reading the previous post, that I’d not mentioned my parents at all. My birthday would’ve been nothing without them to share it with. Indeed, I woke up to negative predictions, but one bug hug and kiss from my parents (given early in the morning while I was half asleep) were the best gifts I got that day. Two people that suppressed any objections arising about birthday celebrations and helped me with last minute shopping. Yes, Dad I clearly remember being woken by your cooing voice and wshes and mom, you are the best, how else would I have got to look great on my birthday? Love you both. And thanks.
Warshhhh at 6:37 pm
May 12, 2006
A birthday to remember
I’m 18!!! Adult, can attain the license to drive, to vote, and hey, even go clubbing (Not that I will any time soon). This birthday was a once in a lifetime occasion, and all I can say is, that I enjoyed it to the fullest or atleast ended up doing so.
May 10th, Wednesday morning, I woke up to my very pessimistic prediction of a boring, lonely birthday. My friends had given me rainchecks on my offer to meet up. I wasn’t allowed to celebrate at home, not even cut a cake due to the restrictions that came along with mourning period. And there was no way I would go out when there was no one to meet up with. I did get calls from the most unusual set of friends along with my close ones. A big thank you to them. Considering the way I was feeling, their calls really cheered me up.
Close to afternoon, Shrey (part of my inner circle of friends) asked me to get a book she wanted and that she would be waiting at the end of my street. A while later another one of my friends, Maddy, told me that Shrey couldn’t come and that I was to give the book to her instead. Being the gullible, unsuspecting person I am, I took the book and went to meet her. She gave me my first birthday gift, a blindfold. Fabulous. So I put it on, feeling extremely dumb for having not figured it out, and she got us both into an auto. Anyway, what’s a birthday without some mystery, right?
After around 10-15 minutes, she helped me get down and told me to just walk with her. Not much of a choice there. Then she tells me I need to climb 13 freaking floors for my surprise since there was no electrcity. What the hell?! But I was a good sport and obviously was curious to see where all this was going to end up. After around 6-7 floors, she took me intosome sort of room and told me that next I was to be gagged and tied up. And I actually believed her! I could hear others in the room and wanted to just pull off the damn blindfold. Finally, someone just took away whatever I was holding and put something hard in my hand. The blindfold was pulled off. “Surprise!!!!” In front of me, a delicious looking dark chocolate cake sat on a wooden surface with a single candle. I turned and found Stuts, Shrey and Maddy singing “Happy Birthday” and urging me to cut the cake. That was a moment of such grateful joy.
Afterward, I got a gift and card and Shrey’s mom made some really yummy ragda pattice (they had brought me to her place). It was so great to be spending the afternoon with my friends after so long. Well, after getting back home I got into my birthday dress and took Meenz, my best friend, to dinner. This was when the happiest moment of the day came. She had bought a small little chocolate cake too! I couldn’t believe that after having cribbed for almost a week about not getting any cakes, I got two! All in all, it turned out to be a great day. I didn’t get to spend it with my folks like I do every year, but ofcourse that will happen later this month. So when everyone asked me what I did on my birthday, if I’d partied or planned anything, I just said that I didn’t have to do anything, my dear pals did it all for me. And they agreed just as I did that I do have the most amazing buddies. Lucky me!
Definitely a birthday to remember….from the really bad prediction to 2 pleasant surprises. So even with all its impefections, life does have some special twists to it…
Warshhhh at 5:06 pm