Sunday, September 19, 2010

Joy

1:41 AM

Joy.

The joy of having good friends.

Naina's 21st in her mansion-like house. Theme: the roaring twenties.


The Joy of dance.

The UMSA crew at the AMS Dinner. Ladies in the sarees and I were involved in the traditional indian dance from Devdas and those clad in black did the Sumazau dance.

The joy of being Indian.

wearing the Gujju style saree. Tied so effortlessly by Kuha and thanks to Shanika for the saree itself.....

If only I had the joy of time as well but I have so much to do!!! Will be relieved as soon as the coming week is over.

My mom wrote the greatest article of all time about God in the newspapers. Simple yet so much truth and I couldn't have agreed more with what she had to say. I guess I'm proud to be my mother's daughter. Another source of JOY. the heaven's are singing on me! Here's the link : mom's the best :)

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

The gift of time

12:42 AM

Ah. Finally. Some blogging time that does not feel too rushed. Submitted my second 3000 word essay yesterday. Feels like a whole burden has lifted off my shoulders. My essay was on obesity from a critical psychology perspective. Where statistics alone didn't matter. All that reading made me stop and look at the other side of the underlying causes of obesity. Ah well. Enough about that. Soon another burden will fall on my shoulders. Yet another 3000 word essay on Alzheimers is due when uni resumes in only a matter of days. As much as I hate writing academic essays, I think this semester somewhat culminated a change. They say practice makes perfect. I'm nowhere near perfect but neither do I squander around cluelessly for sources any longer.

What have I been doing for the break you might ask? Throughout the first week it was a battle between catching up on sleep, recuperating post UMSA ball and disciplining myself to sit down and do the damn essay already! But this week it's been more of a daze. Most of the time I feel my mind drifting away, thinking about a holiday, thinking about a future, thinking about everything apart from uni. And I let it drift. It's perhaps the only time it's appropriate to let your mind drift in the haste of everything.

I think Akash and i have assumed a couple friendship sorta thing with Charles and Chandni. They say couples tend to hang out with couples. I've always thought this wasn't true until I started realizing the comfortable feeling that creeped in ever since we started hanging out with this cute couple:


they is awesome!! such a born "there" but bred "here" couple.

This was at Denny's last weekend where the food was so-so, the service was the crappiest of all time crappiness but the dessert was heavenly!!



warm chocolate fudge over ice cream sandwiched between moist chocolate cake. All four of us shared this delightful concoction.

We went to the casino after coz according to my feng shui, which Akash thinks is total crap and my mother follows religiously, claimed that I had gambling luck this month. Well, perhaps I did, coz we did end up winning ten dollars from Lotto. But I think the entire idea of astrology working at all is on the precondition that you do not become a greedy pig while interpreting it. So there we were gambling the ten dollars that we had won on Russian Roulette, and just as easy as we had won the money, it was lost again. Just like that.


A view from way up above. Gotta say, it felt a bit intimidating sitting next to the affluent (or perhaps not...) and betting a ten dollar note while everyone else possibly had hundreds on the table....

I think I've discovered a new love for dance within me. I am perhaps THE slowest learner of all time. But lately, with Matt's help and with the UMSA Ball and now with this AMS performance thing coming up, I've begun to catch a rhythm I never knew I had. Which is good really. We're performing this Indian dance from Devdas for the Auckland Malaysian Society Night. I think Kuha's really talented, the way she choreographed the dance moves. It's easy to pick up and yet looks complicated enough to pass off as impressive.

It's weird how my body seems to know the right time to have certain cravings for things that are in season. For instance, as of now, I'm having the meanest craving for lotus paste mooncake. I don't think it's the mooncake itself. I think it's also got to do with the nostalgic feeling I get while eating mooncake since I was a little kid. Red bean paste was my favorite then and I recall mumsy cutting the entire thing up into tiny pieces and giving me three each time. I also recall how I used to eat the edges first and then the sweet filling. Ah so nice.

my lotus paste mooncake! I waaaannnnnnt! It's so exxy here in Auckland. Like crazy rip off!


Eleven months. Me. My baby pie. And the world.

And finally. Where do we go from here? There's so much that I've not thought about. A future that I'm scared to be in without you. I know this may sound cheesy to everyone else who's reading this. But I cannot be more honest. Eleven months. And there's been more than a couple of bumps in the road. More ugliness than I would've predicted. Yet, I don't think I would change any part of it. Coz it took me eleven months to realize that throughout it all, I've found a bestfriend, a boyfriend, someone I trust, who puts all the rest to shame, who stands by me during my lowest and sticks by me in all annoyance. I love you heaps Akash Jani. More everyday. For the grandfathe- like front that you sometimes put on and the little kid who's really within you. LOL. Mwahhhhh!

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Breaking free

4:27 AM

Some ball pictures that I sneaked in... others are up on Facebook....

UMSA committee 2010. The lovely people.


with some of the committee members...

with the cool peeps at my table. Such sporting people, none of them were UMSA members, all just came to support me... missing from this snap was Nathan and Wei-Yuen who left earlier.

Akash came as my pilot that day =D


Me and the Fire dance girls. Jie Huei choreographed the dance as our ball opening act....

I spoke the truth to someone I love today. It doesn't matter what the truth is or the consequences. The liberating feeling is all that matters. That you no longer carry the burden of the silly awkwardness that lingers situation after situation, time after time.

I notice with time that I keep discovering all the things that I don't want in life. Why is it then that it's so hard to discover the things that I actually do want? Do I have to slash out all the options on my list until one prominent one prevails?

I feel like I'm in desperate need of close girl friends. I need that sort of an intimacy right now.

I wish I had more inspiration to write yet another 2 3000 worded essays this break. I feel robbed off my break. What's the point when there're irritating thoughts of assignments lurking within the mind?

The ball just passed. And after all those practices and dances and planning, there's an anti climatic feel in the air. The ball went superb, perhaps the most successful one thus far so why this feeling?

I miss something. But I don't know what that is right now. I can't pinpoint. I just know I miss it.

I feel like breaking free. Sitting under a coconut tree in the warm sun and zoning out would be ideal. Getting away.

I feel like I could try harder. But I just couldn't be bothered right now.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

New

12:56 PM

I feel New. For some reason. Weird.

I have an Economics assignment due today. For the first time I feel like it was all my effort and not that of the study group that I am in.

The ball is tomorrow! TOMORROW!! Everything that we've been working towards ends tomorrow. Happy? Sad? What am I supposed to feel for this, potentially, last ball ever? The only ball that I will be attending with an official date. The only ball that I'm obligated to dance/sing/act for all three at once. All the practices that made my calves hurt. The dance moves that I never thought I could pick up, picked up. A ball dress size I never thought I could fit, fitted. A table I never thought I could fill, filled. Akash is hiring a pilot outifit. LOL. Cute!! Tomorrow better be a day worth of all its frustrations.

I can't wait for the break. The ball will be like an opening ceremony to it.

I don't know if I should go back to gyming like how I used to. It's so weird how I've stopped (Well, not totally, i go every now and then), and people are telling me that I'm losing weight. I've always been skeptical about weight loss when it comes to me. But perhaps I have, not too drastically. And this is on top of the fact that Akash feeds me chocolates, heaps. I think it's perhaps coz I'm more tuned to my hunger now. I can actually tell when I'm really hungry and when I'm just craving for something for the fun of it.

I love all these little loopholes. <3. I hate how this is potentially my last semester in uni. I love how it's getting to spring.

ps: my house mate gave me chocolate body paint. =D

signing off

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

I Miss.....

4:01 AM

I should get rambling before I become way to busy to blog again. Sprawled on my to-do list is already a good number of things to do. The semester started this week. Three days into it and I've not done much apart from catching up with old friends and trying to get my enrolment settled. Thankfully, I am feeling ALOT better from perhaps a month ago. I recognize the familiar zest for life that I used to possess. Maybe it's just a hint of what the full blown zest is on normal levels, but even hints are a blessing at this point.

I'm enrolled in neuroscience, gender pyschology, public economics and international business as a gen ed paper this semester. Am finding gender psych particularly interesting coz of it's content and public economics interesting coz of the lecturer. Still a little iffy about neuroscience coz it contains a lot of neuroimaging and neurodegenerative disease content and it's apparently a very mentally taxing paper but I am pretty positive that I will do moderately well in that paper. And international business seems a little dry to me, sadly, so i might switch to physics as a gen ed. Ah well, time will tell.

On to more interesting stuff. I rediscovered my love for some things during the winter break. Things that I lost touch with when everything seemed hectic and rushed and when I was seemingly in a frenzy of worries and deadlines. It really is weird how the simplest things that are familiar can make you feel like a whole different person. Sometimes I think I don't know myself well enough, my limitations, strengths, how to make the burdens of a hundred acres lift off my shoulders. Mine is a life of constantly underestimating my strengths, overestimating my limitations and ignoring the little things that bring a smile to my face. I think I owe it to myself sometimes to take some time off and rediscover the world and myself in a different light. And thankfully I have many good friends to do it with and mummy and Akash to constantly remind me to see my glass as half full instead of half empty.


Took me the whole of the first semester to realize that the number of hours I spent with Melitta this year was miniscule compared to last year. And that was something I missed dearly and did not realize in the haste of many things. I miss having girly gossips with a good girlfriend. Talking for ages about other people and how they were with this person or that person and what happened there and with who and how. Cooking together. Wedging ourselves infront of the tv together. I miss all that. It seems like this year I conveniently left all that out to compensate for other things. Where I used to have Leeza, Joanna, Cassie, Melitta, this year I was deprived. But a plan will be executed now that this realization has settled in. I'm all set for zumba with Melzers and Kailas every Fridays and Saturdays and that'll settle my appetite for a girly rush hopefully.


I miss taking pictures like these. Moments when you feel you just have to stop to capture the scene that lies before you, well in this case, above you.

I miss having soy hot chocolate at Starbucks where the atmosphere is sombre and you feel like one of those elite people. And yes, no matter how much I enunciate and spell out my name to the baristas, it always ends up as 'Demi'....


I miss long walks in the blithering cold at the Viaduct harbour.


I miss the satisfaction that comes with baking. A hunger that I think I have satisfied well throughout the break.


I miss walking in someone else's pants. Not literally. But this picture is the real deal. Those are Akash's pants.. LOL.


And finally, I miss receiving chocolates as gifts. Joy. Unraveling the pretty wrappers and having soft chocolate cascade over my tongue. Utter joy.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Akash takes over

3:05 AM

This blog needs some love, especially from the guy that this girl loves the most. I can see that she does not blog that often but then i say its my fault too because i steal all her blogging time. I do not blog that much because i dont know what to write and yea i have ran out of words. So meh!
adios for now! i shall return with some good stories soon to bring this blog back in business!
PEaCe

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

After long....

1:19 PM

tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow......

neglected. one way to describe this blog of mine within all the 'tomorrows'. I think the reason I have been putting off writing is coz confrontation is scary. Blogging is a face off with reality. Makes you think about what happens in your days and months before you leave your little notes down for people to read and perhaps judge (or perhaps not)... The last few months have been pretty scary for me. Scary to the point that I felt like all four walls were caving down on me, driving me nauseously into a state of depression.. crying seemed more like eating, something i just had to do to get by and eating was more like piecing a jigsaw puzzle together, putting the right ingredients into a mindful ten minutes so that an uncomfortable feeling did not ride up my rectum the next morning.

I have to admit that the days leading up to surgery (performed on the abscess that developed from a cured fissure) was scarier than the surgery itself. Exam stress exacerbated even an inkling of anxiety. I was sitting for my third paper when i found that the curiosity of what might be ate away at my nerves and turned my focus away from studies. Antibiotics were making me tired to walk what more to do anything else. I'm glad that all that has passed right now. What remains is a mild bout of flatulence from the lactulose that I've had to take and a fading throbbing pain in my rectum. I'm not sure if anyone can relate to me at this point. But you don't have to. Just like every other story that we read as kids up until now, we see the characters in tumultuous episode after episode and at the end, when the dust settles, there is a moral, an anecdote if you like. It was pretty easy for me to take things for granted living abroad. When you can only really rely on yourself to take care of yourself and feel and interpret every little pain by yourself.... If you feel something is wrong, go to the doctor. Don't put it off. I was pretty lucky that I was urged to go to one and a further google article just scared the living daylights out of me. But as I was saying, intuition is pretty vital everything else comes second to good health.

Worked for Incredible Science at uni two days ago. I expected to have the most boring time of my life so clearly, I was only in it for the money. But every single aspect of the day took me by surprise... from the awful morning weather to the people and my job. I was assigned to be the photographers assistant throughout the day. Godfrey (the photographer) greeted me cheerfully when we were introduced at the start but I still held the stereotyped that he was yet another middle aged kiwi man who I would have communication problems with several times during the span of the day. Boy was I wrong. Our work chemistry was incredible.... Unlike the other student workers who were destined to usher and open doors or sit at booths, I was given the opportunity to take pictures (even though i wasn't meant to), have coffee and a nice chat with Godfrey and walk around the university and watch almost every other show that was held. I think I even had the better job compared to Akash who was getting paid more for being the packdown manager and student manager overall, technically he was my boss for the day. At the end of the day, and this might seem a little peculiar as it did to me, Godfrey sat me down and he told me that he saw a rather inspirational future for me, where I would stand in front of 500 odd people with a talent, but he said first there would be much despair in my life. He also said that my eyes, were full of love (when i told sukhi this, she said all she saw was smears of eyeliner.... LOL) and it was pretty tell all, but he did guess that Akash and I were a couple... I think I'd remember Godfrey, the devout Christian photographer and the funny conversations we had for a long time.

So now, on to the fun stuff that's been happening this winter break....

1. Celebrated Shani's bday at Monsoon Poon last last Friday. I thought the food was yum and the cake was even yummier but the rest didn't think so. Went clubbing after that at Carpark which i would deem better than most other clubs here...


Shani's bday cake.



Me and the 21year old...

A spontaneous shot that turned out to be everyone's favorite on facebook.. =D

2. I wore a saree for the very first time ever.... this was at Shanika's second 21st bday party which she had at her place. her sister let me use her saree and her mother assisted with tying the saree. Bright blue isn't really my colour, but oh well....


So blue right? this is Gopika's saree...


with akash n naina

3. And finally, I decided that I could do with a new hairstyle yesterday. So i've chopped my tresses and cut a fringe. And surprisingly, I don't seem to miss all that hair....



BAnGS!! there is still a lot to get used to.....