Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Saturday, March 10, 2012
I was thinking of why i don't blog anymore ... i was thinking really hard (like the way u think of headings wen ur writing ur university paper on human physiology)...and then it struck me...!- I forgot...
Well, not technically forgot forgot... just forgot the specific cause..
I think the closest contender was my Facebook mini-stalker... or so I thought.. Anyway, That was taken care of by the police, with no help whatsoever from the useless godforsaken FB!! But it did grossly scar my internet persona. I started to question the use of my blogging, facebooking orkutting n all that crap. Even though i wasn't as involved as a lot of people.. i couldn't handle it well. My grades dropped, i was wasting time,, n i was not being so creative anymore. And so, i subconsciously backed outta it for a while...
But a lot of things have happened since that..I cant say i forgot forgot, but i forgot a lot of things that did happen... But i remember waking up on the day of a university paper and realizing i was miles from where i had planned to reach, I remember doodling away my best friend's name as she called to tell she was moving to a new job... I remember sniffing up a non-cold associated sniff as someone made fun of me putting on weight, I remember the sniff turning into a smile when my friend told that someone to watch her waistline instead...
Monday, September 13, 2010
So its been almost a month since i’ve been posted at ophthal. What have i learned from this one month.... well , i learnt the Malayalam word for cataract( embarrassing episode really...) and that if u strike a non functional torch against the OP walls its not likely to start functioning again...
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
I’m not the complaining type
But these dieting things...too much hype
What’s the point in controlling your waistline?
I’ll eat those burgers, give me a fine
Obesity and malnutrition trying to make a point
While I make time fly at a pizza joint
Junk food or calories, neither do I fear
When hunger calls, I’ll hold only my needs near
So, begin to imagine my glee
As one day in the newspaper i see
Those golden words that lit my soul
And alluring promise that made me drool
Behold that newspaper, my holy book
With its sultry smell and calm look
It had a message that thrilled me so
A medical trial, with a cure for this fatso!
“All you can eat, and still stay slim”
Could it be true, can medicine make me trim?
And I set out that day all hope aglow
Would my dreams come true, who would know?
They took me in with much grandeur
I’d thought they’d throw me in the sewer
My hunger can remain, those burgers will banish
My body stays the same, the cellulite will vanish!
It started Monday, with syringes and needles
And those meds stored in cradles
They poked and poked all around
It stung and hurt all about...
It came in all colours, it came in all shapes
Sometimes they’d pour it and I’d just sit and gape
Or on my arms, my legs, my little veins
Who would empathize with my tender pains?
By Tuesday, things were really sad
My appetite was the same, my tummy still bad
Forget body mass index, forget appetite trials
I want my life back, give me my files
So goes the tale, the story i told
Never believe what a newspaper sold
Don’t leave your burgers, just stay high
But of syringes and trials, bid goodbye