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Feels like 22!

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I turned 22 on 22nd October this year and I’ve been intending to write a post about it ever since… but oh… my lazy self.
I TURNED 22 ON 22!! ALRIGHT!! I’M ALLOWED TO BE EXCITED ABOUT IT AND I’M ALLOWED TO NOT POST ABOUT IT UNTIL AFTER A WEEK RIGHT??? RIGHT??

(*whispers to self* Sit down Srish, you’re looking stupid! )
Okay I’m sorry. I don’t know what I’m writing. Alright, back to the subject, hmm…

So what’s changed between 21 and 22?
Nothing. And everything.
Every year it’s like “Oh it’s my birthday… I’m officially an year older but do I really feel older?”
“Yes, of course, I feel older and wiser.”
“REALLLYYY??”
“Hell NOOOO!!!” 

This year, the answer is YES! This year it genuinely feels like 22.
I’m wiser than 21. I’m sillier than 23.
I’ve never felt more myself than I’m feeling now. At 22.

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Cursed Child – Because I need to talk about it.

harry-potter-and-the-cursed-child-750x315It’s been 2 months since I read this book and I’m still not over it yet. As much as I was pissed off at this piece of pure disappointment, I didn’t write about it until now because part of me didn’t want to talk about it. After me and my brother read it, we vented out our anger for this book for one hour and then promised each other that we’ll just pretend that this book never happened.

The only problem is that I can’t. I can’t because it exists, in physical form and will exist until the end of this world. And I wish I could just wipe it off my memory, but I know I can’t. Being so emotionally attached to Harry Potter since my early childhood, this book has been nothing less than a blow for me. I wish I could stand in front of Jo and scream “You had 9 years and you gave us this?”

As much as I’m saddened by the story they gave us, I’ve come to realize that so many people around me actually liked it. That’s part of the reason why I’m writing this post now, after so many days. One of my friends finished this book yesterday, came to my room and said “I loved it so much, I wish they would make a movie on this.” and I just sat there thinking…”Wait, are we talking about the cursed child here? But … but how do you not see that there’s so much wrong with this book? Are you kidding me?” Although I didn’t say that, because she was not the first person to tell me that. While one of my other friends described it as ‘breath of fresh air’, another described it as ‘awesome!’. I don’t understand how they fail to see what’s wrong with this book and neither do I try to understand. But yes, I do understand why has it been so difficult for me to make peace with this book.

If you haven’t read the cursed child yet, maybe now would be a good time to stop reading this post now. SPOILERS AHEAD!

  1. First of all, I don’t know what characters they wrote in this book, but they definitely weren’t the same ones I grew up with. Harry can’t talk like that to his son. Harry can’t talk like that to Professor McGonagall. Not just Harry, everyone. The way they talk, the way they react to things, everything they did, it wasn’t just relate-able at all.
  2. Prototype time turner? Are you joking? We all know time turners could let them stay back in time for more than 5 minutes. Are you trying to tell us that the only time turner that was left, the last one, was the prototype one with a restriction of 5 minutes?
  3. Okay, even if it was, I think it would’ve taken more than 5 minutes for Scorpio to go back in time, meet Ron, Hermione and Snape, explain to them the whole situation, do the task he was intending to and come back again.
  4. Let’s talk a bit about Hermoine here. Minister of Magic, brightest witch of her age… you would think she would be capable enough to put protection charms in her office, which would be beyond two 14 year olds to break. Wouldn’t you?
  5. And Ron? Just because he wasn’t an auror or minister of magic or whatever and ran a joke shop, doesn’t mean you’d portray him as nothing more than a comic relief. Don’t tell us you reduced him to that after everything he had done for Harry and for the wizarding world.
  6. Oh and, can somebody please explain how in this world Harry could speak parseltongue even though the horcrux in him was destroyed ?
  7. About the big revelation in this book, Voldemort and Bellatrix’s love child, Delphi… okay first off, Voldemort wasn’t even a human himself, how could he give birth to another human? Second, WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN? Where does it fit into the timeline? After escaping azkaban, and before her death, Bellatrix hardly had two years, during which she was working as Voldemort’s right hand. When did she get time to get pregnant? If Delphi was born just before the Battle of Hogwarts, wouldn’t Harry, Hermoine and Ron have noticed her pregnancy in the Malfoy Manor?
  8. More than the whole Delphi issue, what pisses me off even more is that they made Cedric Diggory into a death eater in alternate universe, just because he was humiliated. I mean shouldn’t Neville be a death eater too by that concept, since he has been humiliated more times in the entire series than any other character?
  9. The prophecy… who made the prophecy? Where did it come from? How was Minister of Magic not aware of this, since, as I recall, Department of mysteries stored copies of all prophecies made in the wizarding world? What was the proof of its authenticity? I mean WHAT? WHY? HOW???
  10. Making Harry watch his parents getting murdered. You know it wasn’t needed Jo. Why would you needlessly want to make his life more tragic? You didn’t have to do it.
  11. The trolley witch. ARE YOU SERIOUS??
  12. “For Voldemort and Valor.” I almost puked. Oh and also, is everyone now comfortable taking Voldemort’s name?

There might be many more other little reasons to be disappointed with the book, which I may not be remembering right now. But anyway the whole point is, this book killed my little potterhead heart.
What about you?

Delirium

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Light as a feather, drifting away with the wind,
Or lost in space, floating to the ends of the galaxy,
Or fierce like a dragon, ruling the mountains,
Or swimming in the depths of my own childhood memories
I live in my dreams,
away from the confined realities.
Where I’m free.
Where I’m infinite.

And the nightmares that haunt me,
I’ve accepted as my own,
At least they make me aware of every breath I take,
With those demons I have grown.
They don’t scare me,
half as much as those dreamless slumbers.
Making me oblivious of the world,
Of my own existence,
Taking away everything I’ve ever known,
in an instant.

Yet I know, it’ll swallow me one day,
into its eternal darkness,
which makes me think,
maybe I’m not afraid of loosing myself,
maybe I’m just afraid of waking up.
From this beautiful dream which I so like to call a confined reality.
Maybe this is all I get, to fly and to be free,
to be humane and to be fierce,
to be one thing at a time,
or to be everything at once.

And I’m not ready to let this go,
my dreams, my deliriums
I’m not ready,
to wake up yet.

-SR


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Walking Mundanity

Summer 2016, Sunday morning, 11:00 am, forget about the whole post, I’m still stuck thinking about what my next line would be. Because hey, walking mundanity, that is my life. And I friggin’ love it!

Straight out of the first year of MBA, or what I like to call, the grinding year, that sucked my soul like an ugly dementor. Not that dementors are beautiful, anyway, and definitely not kissable… but you get the point, right? So here I landed in apparently, one-of-the-most-happening-cities of my country, as the children these days call it (What can I say, I’m an old soul), for my internship. And I don’t challenge that title because it is the most happening, if 1. you like trekking (which is not possible in this season unless you wear a fire proximity suit… but that would be really uncomfortable to go trekking in, I reckon) or 2. if you like to drink. A lot. Which is something that doesn’t interest me. But despite that, I’m loving it here SO MUCH!

One, I’m alone. Two, I’M ALONE!
I mean I’ve never been this independent in my entire life. Sure, it gets boring sometimes. And I’ve had my fair share of I-want-to-go-home moments. But then, these are the two months which I’ll never forget. If you’ve still not understood why I’m so happy with my life here, I’ll set a scene for you. Books, loads of food OF MY CHOICE, HELL LOT OF SLEEP, aimlessly roaming around the city, hours of binge watching,  hours of uninterrupted day dreaming, and…the best thing.. there’s no one to question. Oh and internship? Well, it’s all good. Demands me to work only about 12-15 hours a week, that too on a field job in marketing. So much exposure and so much learning in such few hours. I couldn’t ask for more. This is perfect.

So long-story-short, I’m having the time of my life here. Which is soon going to end, in about half a month. And I’m trying to make the most of every single day. Books to finish, places to visit, restaurants to dine in, TV shows to watch and shop , shop, shop , before it’s all over and I’m once again caught up in the busy life of assignments and tests.

So that’s all about what I’ve lately been up to.

Stay tuned for some book reviews, maybe some artworks, and random rants about random stuff.

Later,
Srishti

Life, Lately 2.0

Okay so here’s the thing… it’s been 3 months since I posted. And I wouldn’t be here today writing this if one of my twitter friends hadn’t acknowledged my close-to-zero blog writing skills. Hey Nanu, are you reading this???  I mean seriously dude, I suck… BIG TIME. But your words were a real push. And hence I’m here. Thanks bud.

Okay so coming back to the post… uhhhmm I have no friggin idea what to write about. So I thought, why not make this post into another ‘Life, lately’ post and rant about my life, as if I don’t do that anyway. But helloooo… mah blog, mah rulezzz !

So these days I’m at home (Yayy good long Diwali vacations) chilling, relaxing, sleeping my days off like a koala… no actually, not literally, because Koala sleeps for 21-22 hours a day (there you have your fun fact of the day, you’re welcome) but seriously speaking, A LOT! Aaaand I’ve been eating a lot, like a pig, and that’s literally because I’m pretty sure I have gained like 4 to 5 kgs in the last 10 days. But then, who cares, right? YOLO!! (Are we still using that? No? I’m so sorry. Can we just forget I ever said that?)

Okay, other than that, the college life has been going really well. Just casually spending hours rolling in mud and lighting up food in our rooms in the wee hours of night and then dying hungry… stuff like that. Just kidding (not really!). But yeah, it’s all fun, thanks to people (read: AWESOME people) around me. And it’s equally exhausting because I’ve been studying my head off (NOT REALLY, but it’s the most I’ve ever done in my life). Remember my last post? Same old, same old. Oh and I did not make it to that committee (like I had any chance anyway).

I realize this post is getting pretty boring now… okay so what elseeee. I think I should stop writing because GODD I’M SO BORING ! What do you see in my posts, Nanu?
And to make up for my lack of creativity, I’ll leave you with a song I just discovered, and by that, I mean, whilst writing this post, literally. (Think I’ve found my next LSS).

Alright then,
Have a good night… good day… whatever! 😀
Later,
Srishti

Life Lately…

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So long since I last wrote. Let’s go back to April when I got my acceptance letter from that college where I screwed my interview big time. I don’t know what kind of magic worked but I frankly never thought that in three and a half month’s time, I’d be sitting here and writing this blog.

Okay, so fast forward to now. I’m here. Although I’ve been getting mixed feelings about being here, but as opposed to the most of the things I don’t like, 90% of which consists of studying everyday, there are some things which I am really enjoying. Like the food here and the campus. And my room mate and a couple of other people. Oh and did I mention? One of my seniors looks a bit like Joe Jonas from the side view? I mean, SERIOUSLY!!

Going back to studying, it’s not like I was expecting this place to be an amusement park, and it’s not like I spend my whole day sitting back in my room with books. I mean… okay I’m a bit lazy when it comes to books , but still… the pressure and the competitive ambiance here is getting to me already. And it’s just a start.

To add to my not-so-much-but-kind-of-out-of-sorts life, I decided to apply for the placement committee here, which sounds pretty impressive but right now I’m struggling to find Honeywell Technological Solutions’ annual turnover, which I’m as far from finding out as I am to collecting 10 personal contacts of corporates by tomorrow night. All this and much more to get through the second round of selection process. And by right now, I mean right at this moment in another tab. Not to mention, I recieved the mail only a few hours back and tomorrow’s sunday so… I’m not enjoying this at all.  But somehow I’m finding it very appropriate to write about my problem here rather than actually putting the effort to be done with the task. This, in addition to 3-4 reading assignments which I have to do tomorrow. It’s 3 am. And you could say my Sunday is going to be pretty boring. Ahh! Perks of being in a B school.

So that’s a little glimpse of what’s happening right now in my life. Not very fun but still interesting, in more ways than one. Also, we had a fresher’s party tonight which was possibly the most ridiculous fresher’s party in the history of fresher’s parties. But I still had a good time.

Anyway, I’m sleepy now. And I’m exhausted. And I may or may not be able to submit the task tomorrow and consequently may or may not make it to the placement committee, and even though I’m a bit homesick and  I’m not 100% loving the life here, but still… I’m so glad I’m here.