The constancy of change

Whilst I was accusing an acquaintance of mine for ditching me on Sunday, which rendered a non-fruitful evening of watching TV series, lamenting about the one’s that I couldn’t watch, watch videos of people bashing ‘Sasural Simar Ka’ and play with cats who think they’re my room mates; a thought about “Change” struck me.

Back in Mysore my Sundays were different. It started with getting up early, calling Samy and asking if she’s up and ready. Later cycle to the foot hills off ‘Chamundi Hills’ and park our cycles. Then began the 30 minutes ascend! Talking about utter non-sense and life changing matters simultaneously we’d reach the top. Sit down for a while, later go to the tender coconut gut and drink tender coconut. Later we’d descend in 15 minutes but suffer cramps, serves us right for dis-regarding physics! Later came breakfast at GTR. We’d order Masala Dosas and I’d later follow it with Uddin Wada (Medhu Wada). Head home and crash.

Get up in the evening and do something crazy, read a book, just cycle with no destination in mind, or go to Sam’s place and hog and gossip.

Since the time I moved to Mumbai I’ve never had these fun rendezvous with friends. And with the home sickness it invoked a craving for friends and a reason for dis-liking Mumbai.

Change is constant. 

We can’t stay put neither can we always delve into our past. My Sunday schedules too have under gone changes. From the dosa dipped in ghee days to the buzzing days to the current static ones. Life keeps on moving and we need to accept it!

We fret about change and we fret due to change!

We are in constant struggle with change whether we like it or not. So where is peace?

Does this mean we’ll have to find peace within war ?

Character analysis

​”Who are friends?” 

Are they the ones who laugh at your lame jokes? Are they the ones who know that you are crazy? Are they the ones who pull your leg at every possible moment? Are they the ones whom you are so comfortable you are your true self?

This July I started a new phase of my life, college. It’s quite frivolous at first as your old friends are scattered and you have to make new ones. It feels really sceptical especially when you are making a three week late entry. The first two weeks is quintessential in the first year of your college life. You make your friends and create your peer group. By the fourth week group wars on social media start to spurt. 

So you can imagine my nervousness. I had to fit in, choose the right gang and all of that. Thankfully I’ve made remarkably good progress within a short span! (sigh!)

So, on special demand I’ve been asked to blog about my friends I’ve made so far. So here is my character analysis of them all.

Anagh Mamadapur- The first person to talk to Mr college, but crashed me out by the way he first tried to talk to me. I was alarmed thinking he’d make a pass at me! (Face palm) But then he turned out be my bestie. He is kinda similar with my home bestie Varun coz both of them eat a LOT! But yet never gains weight! I joke telling that I’m 90% sure about 100% of stuff! (Face palm) He gets my sarcasm (Thankfully) (Eye Roll) and his mom’s sweet as candy! And I like hanging out at his place (He’s got strong WiFi!) All in all he’s the proper bestie material for me. (Wink)

Sukanshi- She’s another person like me ‘doesn’t eat but is not zero size yet!’ (She’s in the making though) She’s the clichéd bubbly girl you need in the group. Funny, cheerful, smart and totally joyful and expressive about it! And her Hindi is actually good because she’s not from Mumbai, but the local ‘Ghouti’ Hindi is influencing her. (My Hindi notes!) (Face palm) All in ask she’s a delightful friend. 

Khushali Changel- Well she’s not in my college but she was the organiser the fest. She tolerated our tantrums and was a good sport. She’s highly talented, focused and is a huge help. She gave me information regarding a National Conference and motivated me to participate in it! But the super cool fact about her is that she has spectacle like Harry Potter! (In Reddish Pink though, quite a damper; if it was black then it would have been fabulous) She might get a little tipsy, of you know where I mean (Wink, Wink) but a friend to look up to.

Prerna Nangla- Another person who tolerated us for a whole day, she’s quite the fashionista. Likes to shop. Easy to text. Tolerated us. (Most important one though), and understands and accepts that we are slightly off our rockers. BTW, she’s going to a trek timeout at Ajoba Hills! (You go girl!) 

Anyways, that’s all I could fit in for this article. I’ll try to fit the others in the next time.

Until then,

Ciao! 😁


​It’s been a while since I last blogged. My phone’s display broke and I ended up in a frenzy. I’d been planning to blog about Economics since long but haven’t been able to. And today I just wanted to blog so took a general topic. Basically blogging about last Friday.

Last Friday there was an Economics fest “Arthutsav” at Nagindas Khandwala College, Malad. We’d recurved the info a couple of weeks before and as soon as we got info regarding the great we stayed of chalking out the team. It took us a week to be honest and we were able to submit our entries just in the nick of time (12 his before the deadline to be honest). 

Slightly rephrasing Dr. Sheldon Cooper’s statement “Procrastination thou art a heartless creature” engulfed us. We didn’t bother about it and exactly 4 data before the event a bolt striked me to start getting prepared. I went to Thane, my friend Anagh’s to start off our ppt presentation. My main motive was to collect information and give it to another teammate Srujan who was in charge of designing the ppt. But we ended up taking and did minimal work. 

Come Monday we jovially forgot about the event until Wednesday, when I dragged my teammates to my apartment and prepared a draft of a ppt. Later Srujan took it home for further designing and we all planned to give a demo presentation in front of our Economics department. 

The next day that is on Thursday we have our demo presentation and realised we were far behind, loads of editing was required and the same day we went back to the apartment and did all the edits and Srujan did all of the stunning design and animation back at his place. 

Then Friday the big day came. We decided to meet at Dadar West station and take the local train to Malad. The five of us met 30 mins later than the time we’d planned to meet at. The journey takes about 35-45 mins, giving us loads of time to gossip and talk! 

We get off at Mulund station and the first thing that strikes us is the smell of fish. Even though I’m a vegetarian I have no prejudice out grudges against non-vegetarian food or people. But the smell of sea-food always nauseates me and especially in the morning when you have a big day ahead it’s disturbing. We took an auto cut a deal with the driver and all five of us travelled in the same rick (PS- It’s illegal for a rick driver to board more than three people). 

We were late, the inaugural programme had just started and the college anthem was being played. We stood near the door until the anthem got over later made ourselves comfortable in the LAST seats. 

“Winning isn’t important” (PS- I’m not trying this coz we lost. Infact we won the best college award and I won in every thing I participated in and I was converted the best presenter award)

We had load of fun. We made amazing friends who were organisers too, Khushali Changela and Prerna Nagla. We annoyed the volunteers by pretending to summon them for important reasons but pissed them off by asking them what’s on the menu and such stuff! 

Over in all we had an amazing time. And I’m gonna miss it.

Ciao! 😁


Dog love! <3


We all know that dogs are extremely loyal animals. But one thing that shocks me is that they are loyal, caring and loving to every creature that walks on two legs! I’ve often come across videos where did show unconditional love to primates!

My friend has a golden retriever that LOVES me LOADS! Every time he hears my bi-cycle bell rings he goes bonkers. And he always runs behind me waiting to be smothered!

He’s sometimes extremely annoying and irritating but in the end of the day I love him too.


Ciao! 😁

I’m Back ! :P

While I was minding my own business, loitering on the streets I realized ‘DAMN I have a blog!’ O.O

And it’s been almost more than 2 months since I blogged! Crap! Lazy me!

So I have re-spawned after a brief of time and here I am to blog on from now on! And I hope to keep my ‘Christmas Wows” and blog! 😉

Yesterday I attended a pretty big marriage in Nerul. (It’s in Navi [New] Mumbai for non-Mumbaikars).

Well, what’s huge?

The thing is I live in the party place “Bandra.” For those who have no idea about Mumbai take a peek at this railway map.


Near south is Bandra, and Nerul lies beside the peninsular structure.


People it takes at least 3 hours by a cab during rush-hours! So I had to resort to board the local trains praying for a place to at least STAND comfortably. There are basically three ways by which you can reach Nerul.

  • Take the western line train from Bandra to Dadar, then board the central line train from Dadar to Kalyan and finally take the harbor line train to Nerul.
  • Take the trans-harbor train from Bandra to Vadala, and then take the harbor line train to Nerul.
  • Take the western line train from Bandra to Dadar, then take the central line train from Dadar to Thane and finally take the trans-harbor line train to Nerul.

The problem with 1 and 3 is that the distance is too much and the trains are too crowded. The problem with 2 is that the train frequency is too less and you might end up waiting for more than half an hour. But the advantage with 2 is that it is comparatively less crowded. Being the typical “I’d rather wait than be shoved” person I took opportunity number two.

This was the first time I was going to Navi Mumbai. So basically I was petrified that I would miss the station and end up getting lost! I boarded the trans-harbor line which starts from Bandra so that I would get a comfortable place to sit. I travel by the same trans-harbor line everyday to college but get off one stop preceding Vadala. So basically I did not know which side the platform would come. I sat like a Chihuahua ready to pounce in the direction where I would spot the platform and jumped off as soon as it stopped. I waited for my train at Vadala for a long, long, long time. Finally it came and I got a spot to sit! (Whew!)

But I had no idea after what stop Nerul comes, because I had left my “Smart Phone” at my great aunt’s place! So I had to ask my fellow passenger. He blatantly refused to say more that “Yeh wala nahi hai!” (Translation- It’s not this one). I ended up asking him at every station and then I guess he got annoyed and pissed off that he stated “mereko bhi wahi utarna hai mai tereko bolega!” (Translation- I too am getting down there itself I’ll tell you!). I think I might have annoyed him too much with my subtle ‘interrogation’!

Anyways I reached the station and got down. Then I realized ‘I don’t know the venue! Moreover I didn’t even bring my invitation card!’ I thought of ringing up my great uncle and ask him for directions, but no thanks to this technology I don’t remember his phone number at all! Then I ended up calling my mom and took his number from her and then ended up calling him and asked for directions. And finally I arrived on the venue!

It was GRAND! Pretty good arrangements and all but I admired the caterings! 😛 The Glutton in me was starving. There were pineapple refreshments and croutons for relishing whilst the ceremony took place and the spread for lunch was scruplitious and delumpcious. There was fresh Pasta (thank god) where you could choose your toppings and spices and even your sauce! (Halleluiah!) Less veggies for ME!

But anyways going to a wedding after a long, long, looooong time is good and refreshing. But going to a wedding pretty often not my piece of cake so thank you!

Anyway here are some pics,



For once I’m laughing in a candid pic! Whew!


I look stoned but I AM NOT!


CIAO from all of us! 😀