Warring against mush

I don't know if it's the Valentines' day effect but I seem to be bumping into way too much mush-related read on the web of late.No matter how disinterested Iam in some stupid day ear-marked for lovers to celebrate,which anyway bears no relevance to me, Cupid seems too determined to thrust his cloyingly heart-piercing content at me every time I hit a site for some general read or every time I watch a movie or listen to a song or even look around myself!Has the world run out of themes???Have people lost their minds so much that love becomes their be-all n end-all???Bah!I've lent as patient a ear as I could n as hard a shoulder as I could to all those love-breakup-love-breakup stories of my friends n I finally do need a break, lest I stop believeing in love, once n for all! But no!Luck seems to have other plans for me, like these for example...

First there was that brilliant play in college that I was harping about some time back that left most audience's eyes misty n all.Then there was this moving'riches to rags' story reported in Mumbai Mirror some time back, about Rusi, a Paki cricket stud of yesteryears, who went from love to depression to beggary!Sad quirk of fate for the poor guy.Feel really sorry for him n all that but what the hell!He's obviously responsible for his current state.Who asked him to lose his heart to a ditcher who'd care a damn about his depression or beggary!?!Anyways, thought I'd go catch a good movie. Watched 15 Park Avenue. Good movie alright but there came the same old sob story of Meethi turning insane oer a lost love.The next Thursday(my weekly off here), I woke up unusualy early unlike the sleep-till-12-noon holiday schedule.I woke up with a sword in hand, that was kept ready to mercilessly severe off any minute speck of mush,that should dare to show up again in front of me that day, in whatever form.Then started this lil Joan of Arc's expedition: Off marched the no-mush soldier's small frame with the sword firmly in place, to the Crossword bookstore in Shoppers' Stop.Sonia Faleiro was a blogger I met at last time's Mumbai Bloggers' meet and I wanted to check out her debut novel at the Crossword book store.I plonked myself on a couch there n started devouring 'The Girl'.Completed it in about two hours.It's very well written alright but at the end of it, the mighty Joan of Arc's sword lay shattered in pieces...for there it was again!'The Girl' was generously soaked in mush too.Cupid, I give up.Warring against mush is pointless!I'd rather condition myself to make a U-turn n say "Gimme more.Ye dil maange more"!Sigh :(

Quote for the day: "A youth with his first cigar makes himself sick; a youth with his first girl makes other people sick."
Mary Wilson Little

Mundane update

A lot of things have happened since I last updated this space.Some very good, some stressfully torturous.Aah!So typical of a B-school life.I've always believed even the best elastic snaps.Even the strongest person falters after a certain humanly bearable limit, when stretched too much.However, the opinion's slightly changing now...I do believe this insane pace at which my B-school life is putting me through ups and downs will indeed make me an infinitely stretchable elastic by the time Iam ouuta here!

Each of the nice things that've happened deserve a post here but I haven't the time to spare to write about em in as much detail as I want to.So here goes a fleeting mention:

--Attended Pandit Vishwa Mohan Bhatt's veena concert.That man is Gaaaaaaaaaaaaawd!Mesmerizing music left me pining for more at the end of the concert.Being an ardent Veena player, I was pretty disappointed about not being able to get my Veena here for logistical reasons.This concert took me back to those good old 7-8 years when music was so much a part of my everyday life.Oh!the kinda effect that one hour of solid practice everyday used to have on me: Razor-sharp concentration, a balanced mind, a decent degree of mastery over the art n last but not the least, loadsa attention n media glare.Sometimes I so so so feel like chucking this B-school thingy n return to a life that was less stressful, a life that was a lot more laid back thus giving me enough time to pursue my zillion interests.Some treasured things that you want to cling on to forever, turn out to be so temporary... Sigh!I can't wait to get back home n start all over again.

--Won the second place for our business plan in the Tata Business Leadership Awards - a pretty prestigious one in B-school circles.The downside:Only the winner gets to go for the national finals :( Damn!There's so much of a gap between the cup and the lip.

--Attended a classical dance concert performed by my friend's troupe form Bangalore.The formations left such vivid stamps on my memory that I can sit down sometime and actually sketch them out!

--Watched a play put up by my batch.Very impressive cast, my roomie being the super star lead lady.The whole play was such an impeccable execution.This one shall definitely be written about very soon.The theme's a serious one, pretty much related to the ideas I had voiced in my earlier posts about the closed Indian mind.This one's a different hue of the closed Indian mind though. The play's quite tragic.More on it hopefully sometime soon.

Book Iam currently reading:Damn!Iam still stuck with Prisoner's Dilemma
Song that's currently playing:Dil mera churaaya kyu jab ye dil todna hi tha...
Situation:Assignment due in 2 hours, test in 2 hours,I don't know a thing n Im blogging away to glory!Talk of priorities...cha!Y do I end up giving the wrong priorities to the wrong things,the wrong people and the wrong tasks.B-school...heeelp!teach me how to get these priorities right before I get outa here!