Where To Begin?!

As usual, I get my hands on the Laptop and I'm lost on FB or Gmail or a news portal. And a new entrant to the list is scouring for the latest songs. (No radio -_-)

My apologies for the last post which was anything but complete and basically very atypical of me.

So I'm done with my exams and I'm in Bangalore for a few days. And my calender is already lined up with appointments with people I need to meet! Excited to meet Vidha3, Manasa tomorrow and I'm taking part in a quiz at BMC on Tuesday with Rajath :D (Although my GK has plummeted to rock bottom levels)

Di has grown (intellectually and physically) and I'm super glad to spend some time with her. Only, I sometimes wonder if it's me she wants or my Tab. Lol.

The thing is, the Jain Hostel was anything but 'True Hostel Life', the food was great, I had my own room, I had my privacy and I had no reason to complain! So my point is, it wasn't like living in a hostel, in the true sense. I didn't socialize much (a conscious decision, that) and Pa kept visiting me very often :)

The sad thing is I've packed more books than clothes in my suitcase. -_- Ok, not sad in that sense, but I've left all the good clothes in the dusty cupboard back in Shimoga.

So these hols are a true blessing for me to re-look at the way my life's heading, the way I am and the road ahead.
College is very much hectic and the annoying/sad/depressing/frustrating thing is that I'm not relaxing in the 'right' way.
Right includes:

• Baddie! 
• Novels
• Singing
• Blogging

Right does not include:

• Lazing on Whatsapp
• Blinking at FB

So I've got to do something about that, because we have SO damn much to do, that I'll burnout by the time the actual exams approach (which is nearly always the Story of my Life.)

Adaptation is a key to survival, I know. "Survival of the Fittest" and all that jazz, sure. But what about Individuality? Why should I change who I am in order to 'belong'? True, I can either adapt or else live in solitude. This isn't a serious issue currently unless and I sit and ponder about it.

On a serious note, my social life is a lot different from earlier and I'm not sure if this is what I want. Or if this is in my best interest, given my nature. True, I'm in a medical college and things change, (or so I've heard from my Engg friends who are having quite an active social life) but this isn't an active social life either!

I'm slightly confused and I can't wait to go and bleat all my issues to Pinki. (Babi. xD) But it's about time I sort it out myself and listen to that Inner voice (however faint it maybe) I tend to over-think, trust people blindly and then get hurt badly. And at every juncture I question myself if I'm doing the right thing (so much so, that it feels like OCD :P )

I'm not comfortable with a lot of things going on, but I haven't been assertive enough about it, I suppose.

*Listening to Yeh Ishq Hai* (Brings back memories of me singing this in class 7 on my Birthday. Lol)

Another thing that I've been occasionally wondering about is, we are all born without any blemish and essentially we are 'Pure Souls' and somewhere down the road, something changes right? Innocence is the attribute of a child and with age, it probably diminishes.
But maybe that's not what I mean, I'm wondering if I've become more self centered in the past few months.. (which is ironically another self centered thought! :P ) I can probably brush it off as a phase, given that I was in the 'Settling in' Phase for a while. But I think I was a bit (if not a lot) different in some aspects. 

So that's about it for now.. (Damn, I'm sleeping late again!)

Seeya soon. 

(Another thing I forgot to mention is that I love to see Comments when I blog. Sounds lame/dumb/stupid, I am aware, but after taking the time and effort (lol) to blog, it feels nice to occasionally hear someone say something, anything. *Hint Hint* JK. :) ) 

Its The Way I'm Feeling, I Just Can't Deny.

So it appears that I have become an infrequent blogger despite having internet, a suitable device and a sane mind.
But Time is scarce and fatigue is inevitable for the sleepless soul. Hence, my apologies.
Three weeks ago, I met dad, mom and Di and we had a short break at Bananki Homestay near Thirthahalli.
Last week I met atthe, mama and Nidhi and we vacationed in the Bhadra Wildlife Sanctuary.
Right now, a lot of things are swimming in my head.
Corocoid Process.
Conoid Tubercle
Coronoid Process.
Subscapular Artery
Subscapularis
Suprascapular Vessels
Supraclavicular
Supraspinatus
Subclavius
Flexor pollicis longus
Flexor pollicis brevis
Extensor pollicis longus
Extensor pollicis brevis
Palmaris longus
Palmaris brevis
Tocopherol
Cholecalciferol
Retinol
Stercobilinogen
Bilirubin
Lumirubin
Protoporphyrin
Porphobilinogen
Coproporphyrinogen
Myesthenia gravis
Achalasia cardia
Chronaxie
Rheobase
Desmosomes
Peroxisomes
Microsomes
Centrosomes
Tubulin
Actin
Myosin
Troponin
Tropomyosin
Suresh sir, our Anatomy professor at Subbaiah Med, was working abroad until a few months back and he has been involved in several research projects during his time in the US as well as in Manipal.
One of these includes the study of the creases of the digits of the hand to establish a pattern between the occurrence of the crease pattern and incidences of schizophrenia.
Another one is the study of effect of radiation on the hippocampus which was carried out on both mice and humans. (Pregnancy?)
And today in Physiology, our class was basically Shit. :-P
Bye.
I'm coming home, I'm coming home.
Let the rain wash away, all the pain of yesterday.

Clarity. #2

Tender drops of rain descend on the grassy pavement,
The breeze brings a gust of freshness,
Sparrows chirp with gay abandon,
Somewhere afar, the trees sway to the rhythm of Nature,
The glistening drops shine with pure radiance.

Reservations are a very controversial topic, hence I'll stick to the basics and be unequivocal.

Here in medical school, I see people from all parts of the social and economic spectrum. Rural people from Kannada medium background, students hailing from an agriculturist family, students with inadequate financial resources, students from various states and cultural diversity.

So what really surprised me during my initial week in college was the sheer grit and determination of these students.

My classmate hails from a small town several kilometres from Chamarajanagar. With barely any facilities and accessibility to resources, she managed to get a medical seat here. Her parents are unlettered workers and it was only due to the encouragement and support from a high school teacher that she could complete the formalities and participate in the online counselling.
Another student of our class comes from a small town in Koppal. Due to lack of medical facilities in his village, he lost his parents and that has motivated him to pursue medicine and go back to practise in his own village.

What I've realized is, everybody, every single person I've met so far, has something worthy of emulation, be it their will and determination to succeed, their methodical approach or their confidence.

Last weekend I had been to Bangalore for the festival and I was reminded of how much I love the city. Hogged on pizza, spend some quality time with the Family and made the customary visit to Vasanthnagar. The journey was interesting (bus and train) and fun too!
Reaching Shimoga at 4:45 in the morning, hiring an auto back to College, catching some shut eye and rushing to class at 8:00 seems otherworldly but true! :-D

The only thing left to elucidate upon is the people here. My roommates are still awesome (though is strongly considering SNMC), the rest are different to say the least, but some are very nice. Some are clearly not. 

I'm down with a cold and headache, going to make Pazzta now, so Tada!!

New Beginnings.

Its been a while and a lot has happened since the last time I blogged. After several blissful days in Vasanthnagar, I returned home and thereafter, embarked on a short but eventful experience in PESIT.

The initial day or two were interesting but soon the truth hit in that I did not belong here and once I realised that, I could only hope and pray for better times to come. But nevertheless, at PESIT, I had a wonderful time on campus and made a few really good friends, one of whom I am sorely missing! (Manasaaa :'( ) But all said and done, it was good for a short experience.

And on 13th August, the allotment results arrived and I was alloted SIMSRC (Subbaiah Institute of Medical Sciences). I was thrilled to bits mainly because I had never imagined I would get this college. I had expected that if I do get a college, it would be KBNIMS in Gulbarga, NMC Raichur or AAMC Bijapur. Yes, this IS a relatively new college but the upside is we arent the first batch and the infrastructure and facilities are very good. But yes, this also means that I've got to work harder to make sure I'm not losing out on anything important.

So as soon as we found about my seat, it was a mad rush as we got documents filled, attested, packed bags and started off to Shimoga. The next day (14th) we finished with my admissions and I moved into the hostel. My roommates are from Belgaum and Bangalore (Carmel only :-D ) and we get along well. The rooms are spacious and furnished with cupboards, fridge and TV. The bathrooms are thankfully attached and the food is so far, good.

So on 15th August, Mom, Dad and Dee left and I symbolically began my true independence. I really will miss them a lot, but considering how badly I wanted a seat Anywhere in Karnataka, I guess I was prepared.

The first day of college was a radical experience; huge classrooms, cadavers down in the dissection hall, lunching in the mess, lectures filled with new terminologies and a library full of interesting books!

Overall, I'm looking forward to a new chapter in my life, learning and acquiring knowledge and being a better person by benefiting several lives.
I'm going to blog again very soon!

Art Attack! #2

What began two years ago as a way to spend time when I was disinclined to study or read a book, culminated in a completed piece finally!

This is my second work with Anchor Stitch Kit. The previous one was a small scenery and I have another (bigger) landscape waiting to be started. :)

This one has a lot of memories attached; when I've been upset, irritated, tired or bored, this was my refuge. I stitched for a diversion, a distraction and I'm really glad I channelized my anger/ restlessness/ boredom into something productive.

And it is fitting that I presented it to someone who has been there through storm and sunshine. 

On another note, this is Shakuntala and her deer and I gifted it to Anasuya, the trusted friend of Shakuntala. (Point observed by Sanjana :P )

Anchor Stitch Kit Artwork (Gifted to P~)

Hope Can Be Deadly.

"O poor, unthinking human heart! Error will not go away, logic and reason are slow to penetrate.We cling with both arms to false hope, refusing to believe in the weightiest proofs against it, embracing it with all our strength. In the end it escapes, ripping our veins and draining our heart's blood; until, regaining consciousness, we rush to fall into snares of delusion all over again." -Postmaster (Tagore)

Hope can inspire confidence. Hope can help tide over dark times. But hope can also lead to disappointment. To have hopes and watch them crash down can be devastating. But being hope-less is not the answer either. Indifference? To success and failure alike?

But there IS a tipping point. A point beyond which there does not seem to be any light at the of the tunnel, a point beyond which disappointment weighs heavily and the stench of failure remains within. To have any hope at this point is a risky option, given that the odds are against you. But it is human nature, an innate response within us, to expect miracles. A miracle that would change everything. Wishful thinking to hope that we live 'Happily Ever After'. But the reality is that we create our own miracles. We can only thank ourselves or blame ourselves for what we make of our life.

At the end of the day, I want to be happy. Doing what I've always wanted. And t's not possible to fall in love with anything else as a substitute.

Here's what I've been upto when I'm not lamenting:

• Watched Yeh Jawaani Hai Dewaani, Raanjhana and Bhaag Milkha Bhaag. Good cinema.
• Met my friends. :D
• Got my JustBooks membership and read:
• Tintin and the Picaros (Yeah, Tintin! :D)
• Robin Cook : Death Benefit.
• Feluda!
• Phantoms in the Brain (VS Ramachandran!)
• Read my first Grisham (Racketeer)
• Watching Grey's A (*Yay*)
• Having fun with Atthe, Nidhi and Mama. :)

Never Mind I'll Find Someone Like You.

#Warning: This post is written in haste and reflects my current state of mind. I don't rule out the possibility of reading this again in the near future and having a good laugh. Or Not.

Why is it that the people who matter a lot hurt you the most? 

True, I'm silly enough to trust people; trust people that they don't suddenly disappear into oblivion. I'm silly enough to form attachments, so its clearly my own mistake.

Take the case of my Hodo. -_-

Feeling Freakishly *Beep*ish.

Now You're Just Somebody That I Used To Know.

The One That Got Away.

Teardrops On My Guitar.

I Knew You Were Trouble.

Road Trip 2

Virupaksha Temple, Hampi

Stone is Stunning.

The Beauty of Heritage.

Ma :)
All I wanted was a photo like this.

Monsoon Diary

Shringeri Mutt

The misty route to Mangalore

Suratkal Beach

I haven't been on a vacation, mind you.

In Limbo #2

Two years ago, when I'd finished my Board exams, I was nervous, uncertain and also excited to join Deeksha for the my PUC. But at least, at the very least, I knew that I would be studying in Deeksha. I'd interacted with students, I'd seen the campus and I knew what to expect.

But This is NOTHING like that. I repeat, NOTHING.

I've written the exams, the results are coming in trickles and it really doesn't guarantee anything. Not for me atleast. Not to mention that off late, all I do is S.U.L.K. (For several seemingly legit reasons.)

And now is a long, long wait where I can only hope that everything works out fine and right now, my life is more like a dull grey cloud that drizzles ever so often.

So basically, it should be  medical college in Karnataka. That's all I can say. How to be positive? Tell me, somebody! When I'm enveloped in a fog of self-created pessimism. -_-

But there are some really good things that have happened recently. :)

Photowalk with Vidhathri! 

So we met at Megamart around 7.20 and then travelled to GB where we began with the fresh flowers, neatly stacked fruits and veggies and the occasional confounded cow in the middle of the street. After this, we had a truly oily breakfast at Vidhyarthi Bhavan. It's famous for it's masala dosa but honestly it was drenched and dripping with Oyl. After this we walked to MN Krishna Rao Park and played baddie for a while. It was fun but I was tired too soon and we began clicking pictures of everything around us and we realized we had to take pictures of each other, so we did in great earnest. :) So we returned after making plans for meeting up again soon for another such photowalk.
So I realized a lot of things:

• That it's possible to rekindle old friendships. :)
• That Vidha3 is still awesome in photography.
• That her SLR is nearly equally awesome.
• That my Camera is begging for retirement.
• That we will keep in touch and meet very soon. :D

Yesterday I met my homies, Sanjana and Medha. Obviously it was insane and I had a tiramisu and yet felt pretty drunk. :O Everybody's headed to different parts of the country/ world. Am I feeling overwhelmed or obscure in this melee? 

I'm currently reading Blind Slate by Steven Pinker (not much headway) as well as I've got your number by Sophie Kinsella. 

Seeya! :)


^I'd like to see what an 'In Limbo #3' would be like! When I'd have graduated with a degree and probably gunning for post-grad. Gosh.