tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85334362012-01-13T01:14:32.324+05:30samshayam undo????Daagininoreply@blogger.comBlogger2221100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-9190834074210456642012-01-13T01:14:00.000+05:302012-01-13T01:14:32.334+05:30

"It was the best of times, It was the worst of times, It was the age of wisdom, It was the age of foolishness, It was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, It was the season of Light, It was the season of Darkness, It was the Spring of Hope, It was the Winter of Despair, I had Everything before Me, I had Nothing before Me" - A Tale of Two Cities (Charles Dickens) Nothing could

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-19655313696762961252011-08-29T23:20:00.002+05:302011-08-29T23:27:19.750+05:30

Ingredients For Pie Crust All Purpose Flour - 2 cups Cold Butter - 200 gms Chilled Water - 2 tbsps For the Filling Apples - 3 peeled, cored and cut long Brown Sugar - 4 tbsps Lime Juice - 1/2 lime Powdered Cinnamon - Sprinke Sprinkle Sprinkle How I use the same pie crust for both sweet and savoury pies. Find it simple and easy to replicate and not a very complicated recipe to remember. The

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-81387511585058748792011-08-29T22:32:00.002+05:302011-08-29T22:41:40.254+05:30

My first cheesecake was PurpleFoodies Cookies n Cream Cheesecake. I've baked that very many times after my first attempt to distract my folks from my messy house. But I'm weird funny and always want to try out new things and I love love love trying out seasonal stuff.. So this was mango season when I started trying out cheesecakes... And I was surrounded by Baganpally mangoes in Bangalore.

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-26317755667163974352011-08-29T21:53:00.005+05:302011-08-29T22:04:33.779+05:30

Ingredients For the Base Digestive Biscuit - 10 Butter - 1 tbsp (melted) For the Cheesy Part Cream Cheese - 220 gm (1+1/4 pack of Britannia Cream Cheese) Sugar - a tad less than 1/3rd cup Egg - 1 Blueberry Puree - 1/3rd cup For Sauce Blueberry Puree - 1/3rd cup Sugar - 1 tbsp How Grind the digestive biscuits. For some reason, digestive biscuit releases butter when ground so you dont need to

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-21269063104730360952011-05-30T22:24:00.003+05:302011-05-30T22:30:43.971+05:30

 It feels like ages since I baked... Well actually it is... After the sinful strawberry chocolate ganache cake, I've not baked at all... I did make purplefoodies Oreo Cheesecake I dont think that counts though, cos I made that to make up for the mess that was my house before family came over just so they wouldnt notice the mess... Well they dint!!! Kudos to Purplefoodie for that! So when my

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-69440028372276503492011-03-21T18:27:00.005+05:302011-03-22T09:40:29.559+05:30

In another day, I'll be moving out of Bombay... Its hard to put to words whats going on in my mind... I know the time is right, I know I should move, I know things have to change, but I still cant help feeling nostalgic and wish I could bring back time. Bombay brought me the highest highs and the lowest lows of my life... I thought I'd already been through that phase in Banglore... But no,

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-9930762844470716102011-02-19T14:31:00.001+05:302011-02-19T14:32:33.006+05:30

Loved it! Loved it! Loved it! I cant tell you how much I liked this book... I dint expect to when I started it... reading books about people with suicidal tendencies visiting psychiatrists is not actually my cup of tea... But as I read on, it turned out more and more profound and maybe because I am going through this phase of life where I can relate to a lot of stuff... I loved it... If you

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-44654671022786886822011-02-19T14:24:00.000+05:302011-02-19T14:24:23.044+05:30

If I ever meet Ashwin Sanghi in person, I WILL SHOOT HIM! This is probably one of the worst books I've read or even made an attempt to read ever ever in my life. I picked it from Landmark Andheri on one of my need to feel Happy moments in life. Considering I've been searching for a book on Chanakya and almost drove the Hyderabad Crossword guys nuts searching for book on Chanakya when I was in

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-30352748643282775142011-02-02T22:10:00.002+05:302011-02-02T22:20:08.160+05:30

It seems like a race against time... My reading that is... The book is also like that... a continuous race by the two factions of Rome... One to do away with Caesar and the other to save him from the conspiracy. Its about the last 8 days of Caesar's life and the conspiracy surrounding him and Rome at that time. It ends obviously with Caesar's murder at the hands his best friends and most trusted.

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-6827469616622374732011-01-31T20:45:00.001+05:302011-01-31T20:46:53.398+05:30

I think I lost a lot of it in translation, but the angst of Appunni goes beyond all barriers of language. Such is the way the story is written that you can actually picture the Naalukettu, the fields, the floods, Appunni's father playing dice, his feeling of loneliness against the whole world. At times, you wonder about the boy. Dint he ever want to go back to his mom? Was what she did so bad?

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-44327000432895777262011-01-27T21:35:00.002+05:302011-01-27T21:38:12.280+05:30

This is just for posterity. I've read this book. I got it from Higginbothams at the Calicut railway station on my way to Trivandrum... Its an 8 hour long journey even if you take a Shatabdi. I'd heard about this book from people who'd heard from other people about how good this book is... how enlightening it is... I am always in search of enlightenment... so off I went and got the book. Its

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-28146024833733267182011-01-27T20:46:00.002+05:302011-01-27T20:59:14.672+05:30

Thats my Strawberry Chiffon Cake with a strawberry and whipped cream filling and a chocolate ganache. Not the prettiest cake I agree... but quite yummilicious according to all who had it. Recipe for Strawberry Cake from here except I whipped the egg whites separately and made a chiffon out of it... What would I do next time? Reduce the qty of vanilla extract... A li'l overpowering for me since I

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-3041542176934329512011-01-23T19:49:00.003+05:302011-01-24T20:52:44.685+05:30

Chocolate always helps... No matter what your mood is.. it can only get better with chocolate. And what better than a booze and choc combo to make your day better... I'd made Mocha Brownies earlier... This time I slightly tweaked the recipe and added Kahlua instead of coffee. Recipe adapted from my 1000 Chocolate Recipe Book... the author of which I have no idea of... But this is one book I can

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-13132974034985695372011-01-16T11:00:00.002+05:302011-01-16T11:20:31.298+05:30

Its strawberry season in Bombay and I just needed an excuse. Along came the invite for a dinner at U's place and I decided Pavlova it is... I've never made it before and I needed a ready bunch of guinea pigs to test it on :-) Thankfully, it turned out alright and everyone loved it! Now all I need to do is get one of those same people to go to Australia/NZ and tell me whether it actually tasted

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-56969032568998696412011-01-15T09:27:00.003+05:302011-01-15T13:10:40.011+05:30

This is adapted from No Recipes - Monte Cristo Sandwich or rather from memories of old times brought forward after reading that recipe. We were 5 really really thick friends back in college all of us now scattered across the globe with not too many hopes of getting together anyttime in the near future... This one is for them and the good times we shared. Back in college, I stayed in the hostel

Daagininoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-70077764354593320022011-01-06T23:54:00.003+05:302011-01-15T10:04:22.846+05:30

2010 was one of those years which went by without my even noticing it.... Maybe I was too happy, maybe I was too busy, maybe I was too pre-occupied to keep track of time passing by... All I can say is I loved 2010. But I'm greedy... I want more in 2011 :-P 2010 - I had another New Years which I dont remember. U's jello shots do it to me everytime. 2010 - Began with a three day holiday scouring

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-4725582167328605112011-01-06T23:15:00.000+05:302011-01-06T23:15:32.836+05:30

This book came highly recommended. SMG has been saying for ages I should read it, how life changing it is... My take on it? Easy Read... Good Read... Life Changing it is not! I got the book on my shopping expedition with U. I got it thinking it might end up being one of those books I never finish... I started reading it thinking I might never finish it... But lo and behold, the book managed to

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-29743433376490800562010-12-17T21:02:00.001+05:302010-12-17T21:04:31.918+05:30

Really? I dont think so... I don't know if I'll ever have the courage to bake another one ever again. But here are the pics... It took over 5 hours in a microwave which has only 60 minute timer... quite an effort even if i say so myself

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-17928097180106392252010-12-05T13:49:00.003+05:302010-12-05T18:30:30.682+05:30

Got me 'Book line & Sinker again!!! Ashok Banker continues to tantalise the imagination and narrates the ancient itihasas in such a way that you cannot but read the book from start to finish in one go! I'd ordered the book from flipkart.com and got it in just two days.... I did a little jig around my house after I got the book. That excited I was to get it in my hands... I'd posted earlier

Daagininoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-15655563197536275822010-12-03T21:30:00.017+05:302010-12-05T15:10:45.075+05:30

I love chocolate... I also love adding additional flavours to chocolate... or at times adding chocolate to other flavours... One of my recent attempts to mix chocolate with other flavours was Strawberry Cupcakes with a hint of chocolate. I added grated chocolate to both the batter as well as the icing. The mingled flavour was really nice even if though the cake itself failed miserably cos it was

Daagininoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-45932005906605435632010-11-29T22:18:00.015+05:302010-12-05T13:30:03.045+05:30

Some Chocolate Coated ones too??? Updates: These weren't cooked through, so I had to dump the entire batch... But I did try them before I threw them out... It was yummy! even if it wasnt cooked through. The strawberry flavour came out really well. How did I make it? This is adapted from Nigella Lawsons cupcake recipe - 4 ounces of everything (flour, sugar, butter & 2 eggs). For someone

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-69337939198631002362010-11-29T22:14:00.006+05:302010-12-05T14:55:30.300+05:30

Everyone's heard of sweet and sour combos. Ever heard of sweet & spicy? This dish is exactly that... and its soo yummm... Its my mom's recipe. She makes this very rarely but when she does make it, its very very appreciated. My brother loves it. The past two times I've made it, he's really really loved it. So yeah, thats one happy tummy I've covered  Ingredients Refined Oil - 1 tbsp Sugar to

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-57558946997295613252010-11-24T20:08:00.010+05:302010-11-25T08:18:37.307+05:30

Pioneer Woman's Bestest Coffee CakeSpiciefoodie's Old-Fashioned White BreadApple Pie Braised Veggies??

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-53244718069239608082010-10-30T00:04:00.003+05:302010-10-30T00:27:05.906+05:30

A couple of days ago, they had this show on TLC about Thailand where they showed how to make authentic thai red curry. I believed it to be authentic cos the person who made was a local who barely spoke English. The authentic recipe had ingredients such as Kaffir Lime Leaves, Galangal, Crushed Red Chillis, Basil etc.These are not my regular friends at home, so I substituted with Lime Juice, Ginger

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-79833741470820058642010-10-29T23:35:00.002+05:302010-10-30T00:17:06.089+05:30

That my friends, is my cappuccino cake.My dear friend -U has been saying for a while that I should blog about my experiments in the kitchen.Considering the number of food blogs on the web and the number of food blogs I browse through every week in search of my recipes, I dint even think I wanted to get into it. Too much effort making it look as pretty as the other ones on the net.But anyway, I

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-49784567844605675362010-06-12T15:57:00.013+05:302010-10-30T00:24:16.097+05:30

Its been long... really really long since I had anything to do with this blog... but somethings.. somethings just make you sit up and say YAAAYYY!!!!!And thats whats been happening this week so far... Amidst all the confusion work and otherwise, I first happened to hear Shakira's Waka Waka FIFA song yesterday... and that just changed life..Me who's not interested in sports... never been

Daagininoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-65370474162263210232010-01-13T17:34:00.001+05:302010-01-13T17:34:28.434+05:30

Its been so long since I blogged I dont think I even remember how to do it anymore.   2009 I started afresh, I looked at things differently. I decided to go beyond the borders I'd always set for myself , not to be so restricted anymore and guess what??? I really enjoyed it!!!   2009 I decided to be my own person and stand firm in my decisions. 2009 I wavered in those decisions and don't think

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-62559637420455802742009-03-10T11:40:00.001+05:302009-03-10T11:40:18.653+05:30

Dil Gira Kahin Par Dafatan...   Tu magar hai bekhabar hai bekhabar...   And so practical unromantic me...   Picks up my Dil and walks away...   C'est la vie!

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I so wish I could go back in time... atleast for a little while... when life was so different and so nice and so uncomplicated- When I got hot meals lovingly cooked without wondering about how good it is for me cos someone else had actually thought and pondered and worried about it for longer than I ever could.- When I laughed over stuff with my sister and fought over stuff with her and then went

Daagininoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-81763993730659923552009-01-03T16:23:00.002+05:302009-01-03T16:30:00.634+05:30

Normally when I drive, its either just me or me and my friend... My friend's really light... so her weight actually doesnt count... Its more or less my weight alone... The car flies then.I think the Swift is a superb car. I've been very satisfied with its performance... At second the car just vroooms... and I think it really doesnt need a third gear at all! So for all those who thought that it

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At the end of 2008, Sadly, I'm left with nothing to post...I'm feeling the strain and the drain... i'm fatigued and my mind is perfectly empty.. devoid of any thoughts...I do not await 2009 with as much excitement and expectation as I am supposed to though... I've turned into a pessimist... I dont expect 2009 to be any better... After all any year which turns me a year older is not going to be a

Daagininoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-706660174561811392008-12-03T10:31:00.003+05:302008-12-03T10:55:38.386+05:30

The politicians are playing the blame game... so is the beaurocracy... so is the navy, the coast guard and the city police...We will probably never know if anyone ever had any information on the attacks and where it got lost... But we do know that the cops are operating on lousy weapons and crappy bullet proof jackets.Indian media covers everything... if they could they probably would tell us

Daagininoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-90619192818434986162008-12-01T13:13:00.007+05:302008-12-01T17:40:04.986+05:30

Its been 4 days since the terror attack in Mumbai...On 26th evening, I'd made plans with my BIL and J to go out... As always when it comes to going out I prefer Town over Bandra especially if I'm driving.. for some reason I can cope with the traffice better in town than in the tiny lanes of Bandra...But this time for some reason, BIL said Bandra... the only reason being it being closer to his

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-69845128226362127872008-11-07T12:36:00.004+05:302008-11-07T12:53:03.168+05:30

But you can never take the South out of the girl.....Trust me... at then end of the day, we want our idlis and our vadas... our puttu and kadala... and our appam and stew... (thats the mallu in me speaking)we might not like being pointed out in crowd as a southie... (kind of like being pointed out an indian in america...) but trust me we are proud of ourselves... proud of the fact that you can

Daagininoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-34791362107024197272008-10-24T10:34:00.002+05:302008-10-24T11:42:16.425+05:30

I listen to the radio a lot...Every morning when I wake up before I even brush my teeth, the first thing I do is turn on the radio... Thats the beginning of my daily quota of music...I can listen to all kinds of music, language is no barrier to me... more so cos i never bother to listen to the lyrics of any song... So if you think I'm a poet, no I'm not... (I might be a poet in b-school terms

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-20932301072744569912008-10-23T12:03:00.002+05:302008-10-23T12:36:05.275+05:30

I dont know what sort of images J has conjured up in his mind from my description of Daagini... I hadnt read Mayawi in years and my memories of Daagini have faded somewhere. My description of Daagini were really sketchy... I identified more with the persona than the face :P... But somehow he's managed to make his own picture of my Daagini.When I moved to Bombay one of my concerns regarding my

Daagininoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-4535050759741397102008-10-21T15:06:00.008+05:302008-10-21T15:37:30.001+05:30

The blogger thing about getting me to use the mallu transliteration is cool... but the only thing is, when I try to move back to English, it doesnt let me do it... I finally had to go back and remove the transliteration.. Blogger people.... are you listening to me? there has to be an easier way to switch back....I prefer writing my malayalam in English itself... it might be harder on the readers.

Daagininoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-18307470071422361522008-09-05T14:14:00.004+05:302008-09-05T14:39:02.917+05:30

കുറെ നാള്‍ അയി വിചാരിക്കുന്നു എഴുതണം എഴുതണം എന്ന്. മടി പിടിച്ചാല്‍ പിന്നെ എന്ത് പറയാന്‍. പണി ഉണ്ടായിട്ടോന്നും അല്ല മടി പൂരം മടി. പണി കുറച്ചായപ്പോള്‍ വീണ്ടും എഴുതാം എന്ന് തോന്നി. കഴിഞ്ഞ ഒരു മാസത്തില്‍ പ്രത്യേകിച്ച് ഉപയോകം ഉള്ള ഒരു കാര്യവും ഞാന്‍ ചെയ്തിട്ടില്ല. വീട്ടില്‍ പോയി പക്ഷെ വീട്ടില്‍ ഇരുന്നില്ല സിങ്കപ്പൂരില്‍ പോയി പക്ഷെ അവിടെ സ്ഥലം കണ്ടില്ല അങ്ങനെ അങ്ങനെ പോകുന്നു എന്റെ ജീവിത കഥ.ഈ പട്ടണവും

Daagininoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-53081510930515677672008-07-30T16:37:00.005+05:302008-07-30T16:50:16.700+05:30

ഞാനും വരട്ടെയോ നിന്റെ കൂടെ... ഒരു ശ്രമം നടത്തിയതാണേ...ഇങ്ങനെ ഒരു പരിപാടി ഒണ്ടു എന്ന് അറിയത്തില്ലായിരുന്നുquite cool eh?happy happy me...

Daagininoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-42525031925087553222008-07-15T18:16:00.006+05:302008-08-01T13:06:30.127+05:30

I have absolutely nothing to do in office right now... its after work hours (not that I did much the whole day) and I'm still waiting for my friend to finish work so we can leave together. Figured this is time for the long pending entry on Turkey before it completely vanishes from my mind. though I do think it would be better with pictures... pictures which are on my external hard disk and cannot

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-73271827165488682512008-07-15T17:57:00.003+05:302008-07-15T18:07:15.930+05:30

There is this strange thing about Bombay... Its stolen my sleep... Not that I ever slept much anyway (ISB days excluded.... you cant tell me to study and not expect me to sleep... My hostelmates from my REC days would concur on that one...) But Bombay is taking it to new levels.I sleep at most 5 hours a day... I am up by 6 on even Sundays which is damn weird... and I spook chetta calling him up

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-65594104836051999662008-07-07T14:19:00.003+05:302008-07-14T14:21:40.554+05:30

So I'm finally over it... Or atleast I think so...All I needed to do was get smashed and have long conversations with a really nice old friend... get stuff sorted out in my mind... get advice on how to look better and dress better from a bum who when I knew him never saw him in anything other than torn jeans and faded shirts and chappals and Voila! here I am all better...Anyway food cooked at

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-31623342846872546532008-07-05T10:53:00.002+05:302008-07-05T11:05:01.080+05:30

These saturdays take a little getting used to. I no longer feel as if I have time to myself... While people new to blore feel they have lots of time to themselves with nothing to do... people in bombay feel they have no time left to themselves.Saturdays in office, the office people seem to think its a holiday... No matter what the official reports might say. There are groups which generally does

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-30388937706472901342008-07-03T16:42:00.002+05:302008-07-03T16:51:57.836+05:30

Between the 135 and the 147 I took an IQ test today... I'd taken in sometime ago while in iflex... it probably encapsulated my intelligence level then... I was a dud!... But now apparently I'm a genius... never know when I entered that class when I still consider myself a dud...Apparently I'm going to be paying shit loads of money as EMI for my education loans... I wonder how much I'll be able to

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-37025710485031919622008-06-28T17:10:00.002+05:302008-06-28T17:19:26.863+05:30

I love music... anyone who knows me will know that. I've heard that I started singing even before I walked or talked.It has the power to make me no matter what doldrums I am in... I need my music in my times of utter despair... A nice song goes a long way to making me happy.I used to sing a lot... in the bathroom, in the bedroom, on the stage, in front of thousands of people... I sang everywhere.

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-58990737030429045022008-06-26T16:25:00.004+05:302008-06-26T17:16:43.800+05:30

I've almost covered miminewyork end to end. Yes VKM you can again claim trash and soft porn... but the fact remains its well written...I always find it interesting to read well written stuff with little substance or perhaps truth to it that boring prose in the name of high literature.I've gotten a headache from doing absolutely nothing.I refused an offer for company for coffee though I dont have

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-41743149685539962222008-06-25T16:57:00.002+05:302008-06-25T17:14:36.131+05:30

I've always wanted to play the piano... ever since I saw those nuns bring out such lovely music from them in school.I went to a really really old school. It was established in 1864 or so by Mother Veronica of the Apostolic Carmel. I hope I got that right. There is still an old well in the school which was used by the mother. The old well by which we used to play four squares in the sand right

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-46035197974464848812008-06-21T15:20:00.004+05:302008-06-21T16:02:55.356+05:30

The title means nothing... just something that occurred to me while I sit at my desk on a Saturday afternoon. Cant remember the last time I worked on a Saturday... not since those CRMS days when all of us used to be on the same floor crowded around comps trying to make sense of some code someone had sent us all the way from Singapore. Not since those Maestro days when I had to be the lone person

Daagininoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-31407312271227489302008-04-24T00:19:00.003+05:302008-04-24T00:46:14.727+05:30

I'm back home after a couple of days in Bangalore... The city which always makes me happy and free... No matter how crowded the streets are...Bus journeys to bangalore have always been a part of my adult life... My father would ring up for tickets, the bus would stop at the bus stop near our house to pick me up and off I'd go to a different world from small town kerala. I expected no less this

Daagininoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-45078965702028117412008-04-20T20:08:00.003+05:302008-04-20T20:26:58.889+05:30

After one year where one tiny room and one big big campus and 420 odd people were called home, I'm back home in Calicut, Kerala. It just isn't the same... I miss those random conversations we could have at 2 in the morning and those nightouts for everything but studies and I miss the solitude my room would give me when i just wanted to curl up and sleep and the big big campus where I could walk

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-56719332151606945562008-03-23T23:48:00.005+05:302008-03-24T01:08:35.308+05:30

If you think this is an odd time for me to sing this at the beginnin of summer with the monsoons another 4 months away... be in doubt no more... the heavens have opened up and they have no intention of closing any time soon... or so I think...This has been a strange Holy Weekend or should I say Holi Weekend.The rains started on Good Friday ( For people who do no know, Good Friday is not a happy

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-54868722824190350832008-03-20T01:19:00.005+05:302008-03-20T01:54:34.661+05:30

Chennai - Ladies night outGolconda Fort - history before my eyesGoa - a lifestyle!Srisailam - lovely and hot (literally walked thru fire... well almost.... lovely ride in a coracle)****************************White Mughals (William Darlymple) - Lovely, as mentioned earlier.Neither Here Nor There (Bill Bryson) - Not Worth it.Hirohito and the making of Modern Japan (Herbert P. Bix) - My pillow for

Daagininoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-15929866381105212642008-03-14T23:28:00.002+05:302008-03-14T23:41:36.572+05:30

My picture postcard image of Goa.My first time in Goa exceeded all my expectations... more than the place, more than the beaches what I liked most? The lifestyle... The ability to relax, do nothing... sit in one of those shacks... sipping a drink... reading a book if you felt like it... if not just gazing out at the waves crashing on the shore...Lazy me was just that... Lazy... dint even step out

Daagininoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-36469069133409392902008-03-03T11:38:00.006+05:302008-03-04T17:34:45.338+05:30

The first I heard of this book was when my cousin spoke of meeting one of the descendants of Khair-un-Nissa on a flight to New York.... an aged, frail lady he met at the airport from one of the old Hyderabadi families.William Dalrymple is not a stranger in the family. All of us have devoured through most of his books - City of Djinns, Far from the Holy Mountain, The Age of Kali to say the very

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-90902544085647439902008-02-29T00:02:00.007+05:302008-02-29T00:58:57.024+05:30

Post Placement season is like a big anti-climax. Throughout the year probably everything we have done has been oriented towards placement and that big big job.... but when it came right down to it, I dont think any of it mattered.I think the things that you needed most other than that obvious shortlist (even that dint matter after Day 2) was just keeping your wits around you. Nothing mattered,

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-2946024678451668232008-02-14T14:35:00.006+05:302008-02-15T01:34:28.497+05:30

Tomorrow it begins... One week for sure, when there will be a lot of us scuttling around in our never-before-tried-other-than-for-the-profile-book-photo-shoot suits.I hope no one including me has to wear it after this one week.It is a time when the shortlists bring out perspirations... have I prepared? have I prepared enough?Where the bloody hell is my shortlist??? I thought I'd definitely get

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-42039784604436987342008-02-11T13:12:00.000+05:302008-02-11T13:47:00.698+05:30

NIT Calicut rocks! Woohoooo!!!Right when placements are around the corner for us in ISB, I read this news in the paper. This is sooooo exciting. ONGC offers 10 lakhs per annum as salary and takes in 25 students from Mechanical Engineering in NIT Calicut. A lot of oil companies are following. The placement season is marked by the absence of the big name IT services companies like TCS, Infosys and

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-44975738874195402862008-02-04T01:09:00.000+05:302008-02-05T11:45:36.270+05:30

Its my parents wedding anniversary today. I'm one of those people who rarely keep track of any of those special days. I hardly ever even call up anyone to wish them on their b'days or anniversaries. If you let me be, I might even forget my own birthday.For some reason, after the dinner celebrations at school tonight for figuring in the FT top 20 b-schools of the year, I had this niggling feeling

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-15447278820626885492008-01-31T00:08:00.000+05:302008-01-31T00:28:46.333+05:30

My mind goes in crazy circles....Left, right, center, up, down...Back to left again...Suits in action, folder in place,Case preps, Interview preps,Kotler Sessions, PPTs...Parties take a walk,ISB on FT #20,Excitement all around...Back to EOIs, Back to Resumes,83 job postings a day!All roads lead to IT.... :PAcads take a backseat...No Required, no recommended books,Submissions at a minimum, No

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-77903610459648716712008-01-16T08:05:00.000+05:302008-01-16T09:19:04.133+05:30

The placement season is coming closer. Well, its almost right on top of us... Irrational behaviour is being observed across campus. I wonder how much more it will change on Feb 16th when placement actually starts.BASKET CASE - Something I hope not to become during placement week or at the end of it.EMPLOYMENT - Thats about all I ask for right now.MY PREVIOUS WORKPLACE - Seems more and more

Daagininoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-12364055802657263102008-01-13T15:20:00.000+05:302008-01-13T16:11:19.602+05:30

Y'day in celebration of Sankranthi, we flew kites at the REC center.I'm no expert at kite flying, in fact have only flown it once in Bangalore sometime around Dussera. I can't even say flown, I can only say attempt. Y'day too I tried my hand at it... it would go up for a while and then come crashing down.There were a lot of enthusiasts and kite flying experts up the hill leading to the academic

Daagininoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-68397781052427772902008-01-08T23:07:00.000+05:302008-01-08T23:43:46.341+05:30

I got the green bedroom. How I came by it is a long long story. We were pretty young when we moved to the house we live in right now. I was in 2nd when we actually shifted... but the house had been under construction for 5 years then. Since I was too young to have any opinion, my choices on the colours I dont think were considered at all... Anyway when we moved in, my sis decided she wanted a

Daagininoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-55754137161891654732007-12-31T13:35:00.000+05:302007-12-31T14:00:19.078+05:30

January and a family partyFebruary and free moneyMarch happy goodbyesApril ExcitementMay MR=MCJune de-gradedJuly Crystal Ball for MarkStratAugust Bhagwan for everythingSeptember Pygmalion & network externalitiesOctober ELP takes overNovember ADCF & unfamiliar facesDecember Google & SolsticeDoes this convey everything I did this year? Not at all.... this is just an inkling

Daagininoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-6213687684957387892007-12-26T17:30:00.000+05:302007-12-26T17:33:06.141+05:30

To,The nagging mom who got us all to go out.The pesky brother who dint turn upThe English tea-cosy couple who sang ‘Jingle Bells’ in Hindi…The cutie veggie who tried to pass on her food to usThe party dude who found spots for us to take snapsThe weeweechu dude from whom I stole the ‘thnk you thnk you’ just for todayThe ‘rebonded’ Santa who today was not his jolly old self and missed his ‘Ho! Ho!

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-53755301752163808072007-12-23T17:57:00.000+05:302007-12-23T18:23:21.458+05:30

I miss the start of the season with the search for the star...The star which needs a thousand helping hands to put up according to my father...I miss putting it up twice once in bangalore and once at home...I miss my precious tree decorations... with tiny trinkets added each year to the treeI miss gluing the figure of Baby Jesus together... the same clay figure we've had since I was a toddler...

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-70775167618069863902007-12-20T23:43:00.000+05:302007-12-21T02:00:34.289+05:30

When we were kids, my mom used to insist that we had our greens... Not too much trouble, cos my siblings and I generally liked our greens. Even now we prefer our fish and our greens to other non-vegetarian food.But green has taken on a new meaning these days. The question 'How green is your food?' is no longer asking about the veggies you are consuming. It represents the amount of ecological harm

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-52095958597704418062007-12-14T12:16:00.000+05:302007-12-21T02:02:51.637+05:30

This review is also available in burrpI'd gone with high expectations about fusion 9. Of course I expected the service to be bad from all the comments I'd heard about it, but the food was supposed to be out of this world!There is no other word for service - its appalling. What do you say when the waiters dont even bother to remove the dirty plates before serving the next course. And its not as if

Daagininoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-46333176723022508022007-12-11T13:35:00.000+05:302007-12-11T13:47:29.782+05:30

Putin's ChoiceWhat does this mean? Is he moving out? Or does he still have other means to be in the power circles?Completely baffling. What next?They say it better than I do!

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-63245124220633027292007-12-07T23:45:00.000+05:302007-12-08T01:52:56.236+05:30

I know advertising is a big deal right now and online advertising is even bigger.Me have been doing my reads on adwords now... hehe...I know its something I should expect in most sites. CNN does it, NDTV does it, why not BBC you might ask? Because I say BBC is my favourite news site, BBC is supposed to be steady and staid, BBC is supposed to give me uninterrupted news without distractions about

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-1656495417987163872007-12-07T17:08:00.000+05:302007-12-07T17:31:01.849+05:30

This term has turned out to be fantastic. I love the profs for all my courses barring one which they say will improve in the next one week. I'm getting wonderful insights into Consumer Behaviour with one of the best profs I've ever had. He got the best ratings from me on all counts. I'm getting insights into how companies value their synergies when getting into mergers and acquisitions and I'm

Daagininoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-18739608751002401002007-12-06T23:45:00.000+05:302007-12-06T23:57:15.842+05:30

Daagininoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-38233121571702084562007-12-03T23:26:00.000+05:302007-12-03T23:57:51.936+05:30

This was the lovely book I was talking about in one of my earlier posts.It took me a long while to get to this book. I'd been hearing about it since a couple of years. Everyone I knew who had read the book raved over it. My brother was slightly skeptical about it, one of the prospective grooms claimed it was gripping, the educated from Bombay brother loved it cos it covered all the places he

Daagininoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-39211454905839846722007-12-03T22:59:00.000+05:302007-12-03T23:24:36.480+05:30

And finally I reach there... my 150th post.This is my sweat and my glory!And yes I believe that you believed that. hahahahaahahaha-------------------------And today it is about the slew of mails going around the batch.My only comment would be, when you send official mails using an official designation for an official matter, something which would affect a lot of people, one of the primary reasons

Daagininoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-29666772945107210752007-11-30T14:08:00.000+05:302007-12-14T12:23:02.400+05:30

This review can also be found in burrpWe'd been bickering over Indijoe's or Terrace Bay for dinner and then we finally landed in Terrace Bay.Terrace Bay is perhaps one of those unknown jewels in this city, which I would never have visited if not for my friend who used to stay in that area. Close to Hyderabad Central, right on top of BabuKhan mall.On a cool November night, the outdoor seating

Daagininoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-5097392124038701492007-11-29T11:12:00.000+05:302007-11-30T14:16:51.902+05:30

A crappy movie, a lovely book, one cup of steaming coffee and a cosy blanket.Living life... loving it.

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-44803885495529969762007-11-25T23:10:00.000+05:302007-11-30T14:17:33.459+05:30

Walk, Jog, Run... Do whatever... but finish 10k - that was the motto of the Hyd 10K run...and it was a beauty.... from the start to the finish... the weather was awesome, the roads fantastic, the air fresh, live music throughout the run and what better sight than the Hussain Sagar lake with its Buddha standing tall.Waking up at 4:30 in the morning, leaving at 5 am and running at 7:30? nay...

Daagininoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-87311739252952688882007-11-21T21:36:00.000+05:302007-11-25T23:53:25.966+05:30

Negara holds her first baby, Nyaru, in Perth, Australia. Perth Zoo runs a special breeding programme for orangutans - one of the world's most endangered animals.Loved this snap... Maybe its the colours, maybe its the nurturing depicted or maybe its just the orangutans!Photo Courtesy BBC Current Mood: RestlessCurrent Music: Coolio, "I'll see you when you get there"

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-31634055028454933742007-11-20T06:47:00.000+05:302007-11-30T14:17:53.967+05:30

I love mornings.The sounds of the first bird chirpingThe silence otherwiseThe slow rise of the sun turning the world from darkness to lightI love it when I walk out of my room and see the orange rays spilling and rippling over the furnitureI love the smell of the early morning air... so fresh and sweet...If I could, I would go for a walk everyday morning... It brings back sweet memories of my

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-61444475175031784502007-11-15T11:46:00.000+05:302007-11-30T14:18:18.507+05:30

Seems ages since I took those walks to Ulsoor lake shivering in the chilly mornings.Seems ages since I went house hunting for that perfect house.Seems ages since I was haunted by my cousins in bangalore.Seems ages since we played baddy inside the house in the hall.Seems ages since I played with Aliya.Seems ages since I watched a movie a week.Another time, Another place, Another life.A life I will

Daagininoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-27454164141221447592007-11-15T10:56:00.000+05:302007-11-30T14:18:47.843+05:30

Just because I am quieter than most doesn't mean I am stupid...Just because I don't put you down doesn't mean I am not assertive...Just because I don't stop you from gving your point of view doesn't mean I agree with everything you say...We play by different rules, we live in different worlds...For a short while we see each other and try to play our games in a common world...I'd be happy to know

Daagininoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-27358671585757750622007-11-13T23:46:00.001+05:302007-11-30T14:19:11.611+05:30

One of my best friends' daughter turned one today. I remember visiting her in the hospital the day before her delivery and making surprised noises over her lack of tummy... dint show much for someone just about to deliver. I remember showing her wedding pics of another friend of ours and us 'ooohing and aahing' over them. I remember showing her snaps of another friends baby, some which I had

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-13878688757784125422007-11-13T21:06:00.001+05:302007-11-30T14:19:31.888+05:30

Thats the end of the fifth term too...Hey! wait! the exams are not yet over...but then I ask myself... when have those exams ever mattered? and now that its the fifth term it seems to matter even less...Does it come naturally? this disregard? or is it contrived? I do not know... But all I know is... as of now I dont really care much about stuff anymore..Another 5 months... I dont know if I want

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-13882035897705702842007-11-12T00:01:00.001+05:302007-11-30T14:19:53.443+05:30

Its been an offbeat Diwali... but a fun weekend. Offbeat cos this is the first time I've spent Diwali without sweets (rock hard or otherwise), the only Diwali when I dint have much enthu to burst crackers and a Diwali when I missed someone and his enthu about everything related to Diwali.But it was a fun weekend, a weekend when I realised that if I wanted food my way, I better cook it my way...

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-11912423768388293022007-11-09T20:40:00.000+05:302007-11-30T14:20:20.150+05:30

To the young and the old...To the rich and the poor...To the fat and the thin...To the Indian and the mallu...To the literate and the illiterate...To the believer and the unbeliever...To the smart and the unsmart...To the glamourous and the unglamourous...To the old-fashioned and the new-aged...To the ones gone home and the ones staying backTo the happy and the unhappy...To me and to you...Happy

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-55347882337153451672007-11-04T20:04:00.000+05:302007-11-04T20:13:19.434+05:30

Someone I'd never heard of before... Someone I never knew of... Someone I'd never read about.and yet I feel bad about it..Alisher SaipovIsn't it strange that no matter where you are... who you are... what you are... things happening in a land far far away stir emotions in you, you never would have thought possible. Its streams through your mind like a motion picture... and stems thoughts which

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-23918237868839295112007-10-26T00:26:00.000+05:302007-10-26T01:13:32.609+05:30

Y'day was my sister's b'day. Its been years since we've spent it together, but every year we've been apart I have always been the first one to call her. It doesnt matter where I am: the minute she turns one year older wherever she is, the first call she gets is mine - except for this year. This year I was swamped with ADCF to even think of getting close to a phone till my mom called me up

Daagininoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-30355771996806536302007-10-25T20:30:00.000+05:302007-10-25T20:52:15.096+05:30

A little bit more...A little bit less...A little bit sweet...A little bit sour...A little bit of laughter...A little bit of tears...A little bit of leisure...A little bit of hardwork...A little time away from f&f...A little time to make new friends...A little care...A little snare...What does that make???

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-72524533813657309672007-10-20T19:37:00.000+05:302007-10-25T20:51:01.782+05:30

Its the latter half of a year which I'll never get back again.In some ways I want this year to end so fast, it becomes a happy dream for me to look back on to.... and in some ways I want this year to go on forever cos this is a dream something I will never get when I get out into the big bad world. Makes sense?Sitting in my room with my worries only about the next assignment and the next exam

Daagininoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-72147795578064889392007-10-10T20:22:00.001+05:302007-10-20T23:59:45.351+05:30

I'd been looking forward to this for awhile. It seems nice to breathe in the fresh easy air, with no hint of the multitudes aiming towards the same goal. Life seems something I can take on once again... I dont feel like a David amongst all the Goliaths assured that all of them are going to trample all over me :POk... so I've been a bit too relaxed and laid back... but I quite enjoy myself like

Daagininoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-47950200650593075802007-09-30T13:22:00.001+05:302007-10-21T00:00:18.089+05:30

Y'day I went for a b'day party of someone who just turned 20... It was amazing... What was even more amazing was that she was 20 years old and and from what I had previously thought to be a somewhat conservative country (Turkey to be exact) and spending a year here in India.It was a nice party, especially since the b'day girl went out of her way to arrange her native food for us. There was great

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-32778324125323104452007-09-30T11:23:00.000+05:302007-10-21T00:00:47.040+05:30

The last week of the core terms. Exams start in another 3 days. Wonder why I dont even feel an iota of interest in them. Maybe too many too often. In another week, elective terms will start. It will be kind of unsettling not to see the same faces I've been seeing in class for the past 6 months.6 months is it? Time really flies by fast. Another 6 months to go... but the way its been going on so

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-49489923627234249712007-09-18T23:45:00.001+05:302007-10-21T00:01:03.128+05:30

2 hours from now I might have nightmares about it...2 days from now I might know the final outcome of it...2 weeks from now I might be upset about all my calculations going wrong...2 months from now I might forget about it...2 years from now I might laugh about it...2 decades from now someone might mention it in their story about me...But for now, it just irritates the bloody hell out of me!

Daagininoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-87063974550616426792007-09-18T01:09:00.000+05:302007-10-21T00:01:21.655+05:30

This is a lot of arbit crap.... but its just struck me all of a sudden amidst my plans to sleep right now, amidst the hulla hoo of the INVA test tomorrow, amidst the impending mid terms this weekend... 3 months!! thats all there is... and on comes a new year...Time's been flying by really fast, especially ever since I turned 21 and spread my wings away from home...All I can think of is...3 months

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-56463959560504401992007-09-16T13:08:00.000+05:302007-10-21T00:01:41.837+05:30

And am glad to be there... Its just another 3 weeks, and we would have finished half of our course. Why am I so glad about it you would ask especially when I seemed to like the place so much.... To tell you the truth... I still like it... But I never liked studies... I thought I could change myself for a year and get myself to hit the books... the sad thing is am no chameleon... steady staid me

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-85396985975010861102007-09-08T16:20:00.000+05:302007-10-21T00:02:10.463+05:30

Its been a long while... a long while since I did anything in fact... anything other than moping around.This weekend probably has been the first time in a long time since I've opened blogger, checked the news, read a book... the list goes on.Everytime I read about secularism in countries and restrictions of religious symbols being used especially in the Euro countries and of course countries like

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-57032763872347955752007-08-19T13:07:00.000+05:302007-10-21T00:02:37.768+05:30

In my mind... they are still in this world... living somewhere... just that I cannot see them... neither can their families... its not supposed to happen... not to someone so young anyway... everyone's still waiting for him to wake up... or is just me who thinks he is going to wake up? Go back to being the same old person... visiting my house and sitting in the living room talking to my father...

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-52018351381283837882007-08-02T17:28:00.001+05:302007-10-21T00:02:55.134+05:30

Wordsworth I might honour... Ogden Nash, I enjoy... :DClick here for Ogden Nash online. The guy who told me poems could be fun tooo... dint have to be about Daffodils, Solitary Reapers and such things....that Candy is Dandy but Liquor is Quicker!If you don't know who Ogden Nash is.... no shame on you.... but you could always click here and find out more

Daagininoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-44832199375423993422007-08-02T17:21:00.000+05:302007-10-21T00:03:31.886+05:30

To all the Solitary Reapers out there... something somewhere reminded me of this poem... Not that I am an ardent fan of poetry exactly... Just something which brought this to mind....I always wondered during my school days whats so great about Wordsworth... Now, I know... it was me not Wordsworth. I lacked maturity, imagination, insightfulness etcetera etcetera etcetera... I'm getting better now,

Daagininoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-72026324022469870572007-08-01T01:29:00.001+05:302007-10-21T00:03:54.574+05:30

I laid to rest...My constant companion of 4 years...My lovely one...The one I felt incomplete without...The one I spoke everything to...The one who heard everything I had to say...The one who woke me up every morning...The one who saw me to bed every night...I miss you lots...My Nokia 3100... :D

Daagininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533436.post-72609811016945457102007-08-01T00:55:00.000+05:302007-10-21T00:04:24.864+05:30

6:30 am - “BEEP” is that my alarm? Whatever made me think I could wake up after 3 hours of sleep?6:31 am – back to dreamland again!9:30 am – “Knock Knock… Who’s there?... Breakie…” Yippeeeee .. My fav meal on campus. I’m willing to forgo sleep for that.9:55 am – Mad rush to the dining hall screaming “One ommeleeette” at the top of my voice while trying to get some cold milk before they take away

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