Whatever the hell does this mean?!

I once had a dream (a week or so ago). Like everybody. When I was asleep (that happens rarely, so it IS a big deal). I've been trying to comprehend this till now and I fail to see beyond the obvious.

I was walking down the road leading from the market to my place here in Delhi. On the way, I bought a recharge card, used the ATM and paid some random bills. I took a right turn and there was sudden darkness. No lights, nothing. I trip and I fall down and I start rolling down like I'm coming down some hill. I tell myself that this is a dream and I tell myself to wake up. I do wake up, I smile a bit and I pull off the blanket from my face. The ceiling looks different. I am back home in Madras.

I come out of the room to find my whole family, including my brother (this is where it gets crazy, Mahesh is in South Carolina,U.S.A doing his M.S), watching TV. They don't think it's a big deal that I am there. I try to distract them asking when I came there and how I got there from Delhi. My kitten licks my toes and I smile at it. They tell me I've been there for a week. I try and tell them that it's impossible, as I didn't make any trip, and that it's even more weird for Mahesh to be there. I try and drink some water.

I suddenly wake up to find myself back in my room in Delhi!

My Jogging Pangs

I tried Jogging a day ago, early in the morning of course, BAD Mistake. All I was wearing was my German Football club Tee, shorts and shoes. Truth be told, parts of my body that haven't ever gone cold froze away. I did a round around my block, around one kilometer and the last 200 or so metres, I sprinted just to get back home, and the moment I did, I didn't care to remove my shoes, just lied down and covered myself with my blanket and didn't wake up for the next hour.

But that was yesterday.

This morning when the alarm went off blaring away to glory, I woke up, shut it and realisation dawned. I had NO motivation whatsoever. I am not fat, I need to put on weight actually. There are no marathons coming up. There's no girl pushing me to get toned. Even though I want to, I am not in Karate classes anymore, so no one to tell me that my calves are as weak as a stick of butter.

My only solace is that I love running. But that isn't enough to wake me up at 6 am in this bloody cold and jog.

So, if anyone of you can think up of something that'll keep my going, something that'll push me into Jogging mode, I'd be more than welcome. Pseudo reasons just to help me are appreciated too, but don't be like me, be Subtle.

Formula 1 season, a round up.

Well, the Formula 1 season's all but ended. Ross Brawn has proved that he's pretty good at what he does. Button's finally got what he deserved, Kudos to him. Massa had an accident. Is he Jinxed?! Hamilton's championship goes down the drain. Michael Schumacher didn't make the comeback, extremely disappointed with that. Force India's dramatic and rather short lived showing, let's wait and see what they have to offer in '10. FIA shows its might to the Renault team. A team fixes a race, literally asks one of its drivers to crash in order to let the other win. Incredible guts!!

This season was bad for a tifosi. It was hard to see Ferrari going down like this, barely fighting. The main problem with Ferrari is that they've never been able to make a strong come back, a strong enough come back to challenge the leaders. This happened in 2006 too. Renault got off to an awesome start to the season, MSC had bad luck. By the time it started turning around, it was too late to win, even for the dream team of Michael Schumacher, Ross Brawn and Jean Todt.

Transfers:

Biggest one of all. Alonso moves to Ferrari. I DO NOT like this transfer one bit. It's like Tiger Woods joining the European team, it's like Federer playing for Spain in the Davis Cup.

Alonso is an excellent driver, there's no doubt in that. He's won Two World Championships and if that isn't proof enough, he won it when Michael Schumacher and Ferrari were at their best. He then moved to a bigger team, McLaren and everybody knows the deal with Hamilton and Alonso. Two big ego filled balloons fighting for the title is good for the sport, but inside a team, there have to be some compromises. Raikonnen and Massa are both awesome drivers and they have both driven for Ferrai for the past Three years, ever heard of any issues between them?! I just can't imagine what's going to happen between Massa and Alonso next year. I just hope Ferrari can make Alonso a better driver, both in technique and as a team man.

Raikonnen, a shocker. He says he might not race next year! The guy's an awesome driver. I've had some issues with him when he was fighting Schumi, but hey, I have that for anyone and everyone who challenges MSC, except probably Hakinnen, who was as brilliant as MSC. I really hope Kimi gets a contract, the sport can't lose a good driver like him, not when the pillars of the sport are in question.

Kubica moves to Renault to fill up Alonso's spot. I don't know if it is just Steve Slater, but he's been built up way too much. He's got the occasional podium, but to say that he's a competitor for the title, that's just pushing it.

One more small hope is Karun Chandok gaining a seat in Force India. I know this is more than just a hope, but then, Mallya's said that if Chandok's good enough, he'll give him the spot. Chandok's an awesome commentator (listen to his commentary in the Brazil GP'08), but as a driver, I don't know.

Rules:

The only change in the rules that I know of is the ban of Refuelling during the Pits. This is beyond my imagination. There is going to be immense pressure on the pit crew to be quickER, like anyone else can change 4 tyres, fuel a car with around 200 kgs of petrol and get it back in perfect running condition in less than 8 seconds. Well, one thing's for sure. There will not be anymore events of drivers driving away with the fuel rigs still attached to the car.

Here's wishing luck to all of them for the next season.

To do the do..

I don't really know what is going on and I do NOT, I repeat I do NOT know what part I am playing in this. Sometimes I even doubt if I am part of It. the terms express train and clutching on to of dear life comes to mind.

It is difficult to do nothing because you never know when you're done.

And things aren't made any better, or any worse for that matter, by this certain feeling towards this certain girl. But one thing’s for sure, the fact that I am again being this dumb asshole who doesn't do anything about it, that definitely makes things worse. Why am I always the first person to comment on stuff, but not proactive when It comes to women? What Is It that stops me? Fear of being turned down? That could be a reason seeing how frequent that happens. Or is it the fear of being accepted? That could be a reason, seeing how the only girl I truly ever loved said just three words when I poured myself out to her - after some external coaxing by some unintentional parties - bad timing dude. Most of the times, I wonder all the action Is even worth all this!

No seriously, it’s happened a thousand times before and it’ll happen a thousand times more. Why is this one time so darn difficult? Is it any different you ask me, and I say I don't know? There’s a start!

There’s something else running in the background.

And time, goes by, so slowly... Time has a weird way of doing things. Very weird. Do do do...

I am the dodo... I am the smitten freakin' dodo..

Forward Ho!

Life is fast right now. I wake up each day and by the time I crash down again, all is a blur. I still can't digest that it has been two whole months since I boarded that Train from the smelly Chennai Central, since I spent that journey in the train arguing with those strangers and TWO months has passed since I spent my first weekend in Delhi at my cousin's place playing with her six month old (The baby's forgotten me to be frank).

On a different note, IIT Delhi's culturals is starting this week and I am hoping I can make it to the JAM there. It's been ages since I've JAMmed and after hearing about IIT Mumbai's pathetic JAM standards, I am having mixed thoughts about this JAM in particular.

I'm having holidays from this weekend, for around 10 days and I am not going back to Chennai. Don't ask me why. I am not home sick. Of course I would love to go back home, back to the lovely beach, the events and the friends there. But hey, it isn't a big deal. The beach is going be there forever. I might take a trip to some place near Delhi with my room mate. A simple back packing trip, just us two guys. If that doesn't happen, I might stay home and play Sims 3 for long hours, if I finish downloading it by tomorrow.

Fast events. Disappointments. Depression. Hunger. Financial crunch. Trip cancellation. Girl(s) wooing. Whoosh. Smack in the Face. Fitness freak phase.

A Sunny Day..

Every morning, after handling the pathetic shit jokes from my room mate, I come to college and an annoying old man forces his views on all of us.

No offence, but I respect old people. But this man is an exception. He's this old school bhaaskar who doesn't want to change AT ALL! He imposes his old school traditional rules on us and expects us not to concur. The main problem is that his way of thinking Suck.

We essentially are a bunch of writers and by we, I refer to those who actually want to write in my class. When the old man tells us that we are to stick to a specific way, the whole aspect of Creativity is thrown out of the window and it lands in such a deep muck that it is unrecoverable. The old wheezer makes it a point to piss us off early in the morning and expects us to write "Paper worthy writings" all through the day!

I can go on about him but hey, I am simply voicing out the majority opinion I guess. There were numerous assignments that were actually interesting, like documenting the whole of the 20th Century, analysing global newspapers etc and the bloody old man somehow squeezes out all the fun from it. He says all this crap and doesn't leave the room until he's sure that we're already hating the project.

The biggest irony is that I was there in our lab and this man was telling someone "Everybody should know when to stop working. Retirement is inevitable" and I had this :O thing going on. This, from a 70 odd man who still can't stop treating the students the way it used to be done ages ago!

These kinda people never EVER learn..

Of people and travel

I take the Metro every morning to college and back home after college and I love observing people.

People do very interesting things when they are alone. Some look at women like they've never done before. Some head bang and go into Air Guitaring and Air Drumming at the drop of a hat. And yet, there are others who observe the others (yours truly including).

Then there's this quintessential Kaboor fellow who gets a call and the whole train looks at him, for his phone has the loudest ringtone and he doesn't know how to answer the call. Then there is this Punjabi guy, along with a couple of his cronies, who plays the 'best' of Bhangra mixed with hip-hop for the benefit of the whole train. There's this odd Tamil mama who's voice actually overshadows the voice of the PA system.

And yet, by default, I switch off my player soon as I enter the metro train and start listening and observing people. The other day there was this French couple who were standing right next to me and jabbering in jet speed in French. I managed to catch hold of a certain word, and with my ultimately filtered knowledge of French, recognized that word a full 20 seconds later. I asked them if they were French, in French btw, and made them smile like crazy for some reason. After 2 sentences from me, they switched to English out of compulsion and passion for their language.

I am madly waiting for a cricket match to happen and India to lose. Honest to God, the electric train in Chennai is the best place to be after a cricket match. The discussions and the analysis they make are out of this world. The mamas and the mamis, both in all their wisdom, discuss the match with such fervor and elaborately describe Sachin's cover drive to that one pitiable person who missed the match due to a power cut.

I am loving college so far and I really hope this initial sheen carries on.