Currently Reading Goddess for Hire By Sonia Singh see related

"there is so much good in the worst of us, and so much bad in the best of us, that it hardly becomes any of us to talk about the rest of us"-Me

10 things that i hate or annoy me

10)nosy desi aunties.....i love them but why do they care whose in my life n blah blah blah

9) desi people.......i seriously love the culture, so wtf is happening to the people?

8)people who call u their "best friend" or "good friend" but have no fukin clue whats going on in your life and nor is there any concern shown.

7) 3 hour classes at mt sac........soooo damn tiring

6) skinny girls who call themselves fat.............GROW UP!

5) neat freaks........leave me and my mess alone

4) being so damn far away from my tru best buddies.......i miss my parents!

3) people with too much issues in their lives.........sort it out before u come to me please....

2) the extinction of intellectual, classy hot guys.....where oh where art thou?

1) YOU!

"Dreams are answers to questions we haven't yet figured out how to ask."  ~X-Files

so again......a month and 2 days later here i am, okay so living on my own in India.....has proved that i can surely be independant......although i have most definatly discovered the flaws of living alone as well....for instance.....if ur not busy , your gonna be bored as hell.......and if you dont know too many people your going to be lonely  and being lonely sucks!!!

My parents have gone for a month and week.....but inshallah they'll be back tomorrow.....so yeah that should be cool

so yehh future plans as of now.....yeah im coming back......although yes many of you may not know it..cause i dont see this as anything big anymore haha.......

im expecting it to be hella hard when i get back..cause obviously i wont have a career smack the minute i get off the airport.....but past mistakes have made me a stronger person....ive got few good people who've shown support and thas all that matters riite......

ohhh so another incident occured last week,

my neighbor his name is vicky(short for vikas) anyways hes like 25 or some shit......hes a bit weird but nice...i guess....his parents are reallly sweet , so last week i went over.....to have some chai and gupshup......vicky goes Ohh LOOK i bought this new sweatshirt its from this american store , im like ok show me........10 mins later he emerges wearing a purple sweatshirt saying

ORLANDO CALIFORNIA STATE UNIVERSITY..........

torn between the thought of laughing my ass off or crying cause it was pathetic......i chose to say ohh.....what a cool sweatshirt......

Note to Indian clothesmaker:check out your references please......

of course theres always my daily weird incidents that occur......im gonna save those for when i come and tell in person.....since ive got great storytellin skills riiite?

enough for today.....those who are oh so interested in what i have to say..........jus wait 2 more weeks.....and you'll be able to see and hear me hahaha

Currently Reading See Jane Date (Red Dress Ink (Numbered Paperback)) By Melissa Senate see related

"Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue, a wonderful living side by side can grow, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see the other whole against the sky."  ~Rainer Maria Rilkes

so here i am...........a month and a day later.................so lets start with whats happend in the past month.......i dont know if many of you knew, but my dadi ammi (my dad's mom) was suffering from esophigus cancer........it's really cruel and painful.....she was surviving on her body fat and drops of water for the last 5 months......finally she breathed her last on Oct 2nd......in front of all her kids and grandchildren including me.........its really an earth shattering reality check when you see a soul leaving the body.........it makes you realise why the hell am i dwelling on little crap when im really not gonna be here for so long........ it was very painful and very hard to get over...........but alhamdolillah we all recovered and went back to our normal routine.........

as many of you know.....i had planned on coming to do college here.......but it just aint working out and its a long story why.......to cut it short i have some other plans and inshallah they'll work out........

my parents left for USA yesterday.........they'll spend 3 weeks in LA.....it feels soo empty and boring.......esp since im not doing anythin productive right now.....this will be the first eid without my siblings or my parents....but im okay....i'll manage just like always

india so far...........has its story......i mean you can sit outside for 10 mins and you'll be amazed with bustlin life and variety of entertainment on the road alone.........

i remember a couple of weeks ago there was a massive traffic jam and cars were honkin like crazy.....my dad asked the other guy why the hell there was traffic and hes like ohh this elephant is sitting in the middle of the road and no one has guts to move it................amazing ............ a town where a human will get killed in  a nanosecond on the road and a town where the animal will be the cause of sane driving lol........

its really cool to see such different cultures tho, 2 weeks ago they were all celebrating navatra or more commonly known as garba....that was cool dude, out here its really a cultural fest unlike our good ol LA garbas where u smile n pass ur number then hook up later..........not that ive done that....sweaty places like that dont cut it for me........but garba in india is hella cool.......all the girls wore these shiny lehngas and the whole getup while the guys wore those indian outfits........ and then i saw a bunch of cultural dances from South India.......really graceful i must say......poor india is so caught up on the modernisation and glamour of bollywood that we're neglecting the very root of the culture.......

on the other hand............speak of modernisation.......delhi is freakin filled with malls! the city has a wildd obsession for malls i swear......... these malls are usually filled with the same damn stores tho hahahaha.......but i went to this mall nearby my place........id say they actually made it pretty good...... they had a multiplex theatre inside and good ol mcdonalds glamourised.........lol

the multiplex theatres in delhi beat the ones in usa.......hands down......the most famous multiplex here is called PVR i dnno wtf it stands for but then do u kno what AMC stands for? me eiether.........so yeh PVR has awesome seats duude......all comfy like a recliner and of course those removable handrest so u can cuddle with your other half.... but yeh their theatres are real cute. and its funny they call their snack bar....CANDY BAR and they dont sell a damn candy there........its crazy.....i went to it thinkin OOoO CANDy! and i look at the menu and all u see is popcorn soda ice cream burgers and hot dogs.........im like where the fk is candy? and hes like sorry maam.........no candy......and im like wow so much for "candy bar"

today i ordered pizza from this franchise called nirulas, its like a multi cuisine family resturant i guess.........so i called them to deliver pizza

this is my converstation

Me:hello is this nirulas?

nirula guy: yes maam........

me: well uh ok....i wanna order a pizza

nirula: pizza? hold on.......(im on hold for a damn minute)

nirula guy: pizza that flat thing with cheese right maam?

me: well.....ill be damned but yeh i guess thas pizza

nirula guy: would u like so pyaaz  and tomatter on it

me: excuse me? some what?

nirula guy: maam hold on speak to my manager

manager: hello madam would you like some onion and  tomatoes on your pizza

me: um okay sure why not

manager: madam what is  your good name?

me: good name? well i have only one u know

manager: sorry maam, i did not get u........what is your good name

me: Ok dude my name is sophia , is that a good name?

manager: mumbling..........yes sodia...its a good name

me: sophia

manager: right maam

me: ok can i get my pizza or what

manager: would u like to have a side order of fries with it.....?

me: fries with pizza? wtf...... uh no thanks...

manager: can i have your number please

me: why!??! this is inappropiate

manager: madam its for our file, we will not call you for personal reasons

me: fine whatever........9891757036

manager: madam we will deliver the pizza fizza fresh in 30 minutes!!! (too enthusiastic)

me:.................right.....okay byee

5 mins later i call back

me: excuse me the manager forgot to take my address. how the hell would he deliver?

manager comes on the phone

manager: hello madam? yes we were hoping you'd call back what is your address?

me: b-24 indraprastha apt.114 ip extension patpar ganj

manager- B for bollywood? I for india?

me: yeh u got it.........(roll eyes)

why the hell is ordering pizza in india such a damn nuisance......

so promptly 40 mins later the bell rings..........an overly happy delivery guy is standing there with the worst smile ever.....he had about 10 teeth in total and was so wide.....felt bad anyways so i smile back. and take the pizza, then i pay and was bout to shut the door.....hes like madam.......wont  u give me a tip? im like whoa dang thas quite blunt....so i gave a tip

ORDERIN PIZZA IN INDIA IS SUCH A NUISANCE!!!!!!!! GRRRRRRRRR

speak of blunt, i love honesty and bluntness..........but sometimes they have a limit........although in india everyone feels they have a right to give their blunt opinion lol.......... like everyone will say OMG you have so many pimples! whyy??  ohh bachii what happend to your hair?   vhy are u so fatso? jeeeeeeeeeeeez!!!!!

the adventures of India..........

to be continued

xoxo

Currently Reading Holy Cow : An Indian Adventure By Sarah Macdonald see related

Words, playing me deja vu
Like a radio tune I swear I've heard before
Chill, is it something real
Or the magic I'm feeding off your fingers

(Can't ever keep from falling apart
At the seams
Can I believe you're taking my heart
To pieces)

Lost, in a snow filled sky, we'll make it alright
To come undone now

(Duran Duran-Come Undone)

well........after months of pondering what the hell to say on xanga................as i certainly dont really have a style on xanga like some of my favorite xanga people.............the random not making sense thoughts of hajera's xanga,iram's crazy road rage and xanga murder threats, the highly odd dark romantic thoughts of nikhat...........these peoples xanga are absouletly real and great fun to read unlike some people who have odd rants and cuss throughout and then end it peacefully...........anyways

so here i am in dillii (as pronounced)  trying to gather the remains of myself together........so far it aint good.........im pretty homesick but i'll survive i guess.....

delhi is pretty fun actually, when u dont see people pissin at the walls and people stop grabbin their crotches and their fingers leave their nose....................sigh.......hahaha its quite comedy

its been a month since ive been here and yet it seems longer probably because im just so used to everything here already

i miss my independancy in LA........it sucks having to go from paychecks and paying for yourself to bribing your mom to lending u money in exchange for your perfume .......hahaha........yeah my mom's doing funky buisness with me these days haha

i havent started college yet, because they gay dumasses of "indian universities" suddenly decide that GED is not accepted and no admission granted for spring semester............so annoying

so far im looking at private insitutions otherwise im thinkin of commitin some crime so my blue passport would grant me state rights of protecting their citzens and therefore the govt calls me back

muahahha..........

if u weird nosy people are wondering.............i havent seen anyone cute out here............except maybe that one rikshwala.....he was mighty fine...with his white banyan (indian wifebeater shirt) and his dhoti and his handlebar mustache.........did i mention those sexy teeth filled with bits of paan..........yum

on the other hand

get me some friggin eye candy!!!!!!!!!!!

so the other day, i went to this starbux wanna be cafe called barista, its actually pretty tite except these dumasses dont have caramel syrup......anyhow so im sittin there with my drinking whats suppose to be a wannabe mocha frap but its really cold coffee with ice cream.......but hey dude i can pretend.....anyways and im bored shit less with my weird cousin who keeps asking me why i never got to take calculus in 5th grade like she did.........i start listenin to this guy talkin to his buddy and he says

im craving a fag so badly

i blink twice

he says it again

im astonished.................

his buddy says come on lets both get some fags

im double astonished

wtf is going on..............

then i ponder...........

until my cousin taps me and asks me wats wrong.......i whisper omg these guys jus said they want some fags......and shes like so whats the big deal.....even i want a fag

my mouth drops open

she says dont u ever have a fag? im like wtf no god forbid and shes like ummmmmmmmm by the way a fag is a ciggarette

moral of the story...........GenNOW of india/pakistan has awful slangs........dont trust them

has anyone seen my darling neice lately? i miss her loads.............

why the hell am i blubbering so much

but i know your all reading it

and perhaps

smiling

or

rolling your eyes like i am