Monday 4 June 2012

Staying Up to watch The Queen's Diamond Jubilee Concert

It's almost 4 am here in India and I'm still up because I was up watching The Queen's Diamond Jubilee Concert.
I didn't like all the performances but I did enjoy it overall.

I'm a little envious not to be in London now, when there's a party going on. Mum's got no work all week because they're all celebrating.
*Sigh. I wish we had something like that. Oh wait, we do. PUJAS!! And they're coming :D.

Anyway, I heard the end of this wonderful song, and I couldn't knock off without hearing it again. It's Ed Sheeran's "Little Lady." When I heard it, my heart stopped. It's so lovely, though I think it's about drugs and prostitution and that the world is a cold place where good no longer survives.
Beautiful song though.

I loved Tom Jones, Shirley Bassey, Elton John, Stevie Wonder and Paul McCartney as well.

But nothing, and I mean nothing, compared to fluttering heartbeat I felt when I heard Sheeran end that song. I can only imagine what my face looked like.

Though this may be disrespectful, Queen Elizabeth is a tiny thing, and she's very composed, like all the time. She didn't even laugh at her son's jokes. Well, maybe one or two, like the one about the weather. But i guess at her age even I'd be too tired to laugh at every joke those comedians cracked (most of which, mind, weren't all that funny).
On the whole, the Royal Family's really cute. And I'm so glad they have, for the most part, a good sense of humour. You could see 'em singing along with some of the performers, waving union flags and they stood up when some of the older, revered artists took the stage.

A fat guy took the stage in some kind of royal uniform (all in red with a spear and skirt) and played a recorded tape of "We Are Family" for THE ROYAL FAMILY, which was really fun to watch. But, I think most of all, I enjoyed Prince Charles' speech. It was sweet, funny, simple and genuine.

Apparently, Paul McCartney asked the Queen if they were going to do it again next year and she said, "Not in my garden." That's hilarious.    =D     ^ ^  

The Asses I Call Friends

At the beginning of the year, these girls barely spoke to one another. After I got back, I spent so much time with them, talking to them, bringing them together and building up their self-esteem.
Now a few weeks after the beginning of my AS examinations, I feel the knife lodged somewhere in the proximity of my lumbar vertebrae.

Debu had a play today. It was a MAD play, so I didn't really want to go. But I thought I'd like to meet up with the girls. First red flag of treachery, not one of them but Ankita told me about it.

I messaged them all today and none of them replied until after 4 pm. Conveniently late enough considering the play started at 6pm. My throat is dry from the anger. I wish I could cry like any normal person. But no, I bottle it up like an implosive/explosive anger management basket case.

Second red flag of the day: Rit says Yes. That's it. Doesn't ask me if I'm going, or if she wants to go together. Nothing. The others?? Ankita, this time, doesn't reply. Mo says she's going with Tix, and C's going with Rit, Sohini and some other guy....can't wait for me cause they've all reached and they're going to go together. My going along would of course upset their ridiculous plans of travelling together in a fucking cab. I don't know or see how, but, it would. Plus, with 45 minutes left before they have to be at the show it makes complete sense to rush and leave a 'friend' behind.
Mo CAN'T go wimme cause she's going with Tix???? I mean dafuq??? I know Tix too. I could very well just tag along. I wouldn't do this to them!!!!

Fair weather friends indeed. I always knew I had terrible friends. My dad's told me, my brother's told me, I think Mumma may have mentioned it as well. That's why Mumma doesn't keep friends; she keeps contacts. I'm beginning to see the sense in that.

Third red flag of treachery: I call C and she tells me she's almost reached and they can't wait for me cause they're almost all already there (how that is a reason, I don't know), gives the phone to Rit who just tells me to go to Minto Park......hoping I'll get lost on the way and just never turn up.

I'm so tired of being treated badly. And I don't have a single nice friend around anywhere. Except Debu. He is outstanding. In fact, Neel, Debu, Ankit, Rahil and Avra are all pretty fantastic. But there is the obvious part that they're all guys and they're just being nice to me cause they think I'm pretty. Either way, I prefer them to those bitcheffing girls anyday!!

I'm gonna go finish my CV now. Because I need to start taking care of me.
Ohhhh, wait, Salome is a great girl friend. She's just gets jealous and angry super easy super fast. I wish she wouldn't introduce me to her guy friends if she won't call me for weeks after. -.-

Sunday 3 June 2012

Freundschaft Baendchen Zu Machen

When we were in Germany, one of the Betreuerins would spend time in the evenings teaching us how to make these amazing friendship bands with like embroidery or craft thread. I was rummaging through some old stuff yesterday and I came across the album in which I'd put the bands.

When I'd made, I'd felt so fulfilled, and they were so pretty!!! So, I just looked up a website that gives tutorials on how to make those bands. *Sigh. I'm gonna take it up as a micro-hobby and make a bunch of different kinds and give them to my friends :D, (or keep 'em).......(or sell 'em).

I haven't felt this excited in a long time. I'm going out to pick up some craft/embroidery thread right now. I hope get some. If I can I'll put up some pictures of them later.

I was up till 6 a.m. yesterday working on my CV and I talked to Debu today about how to make it better. I think I'll ask him to proofread it. I intend to finish it today cause I don't want to wait till after my exams are over cause then I'll be struggling to catch up with my Aakash lessons. -.-

I'm using tabular forms for my CV. I might ask Ratna mashi and Mummy to take a look as well.

And I've been getting this awful feeling like I'm slipping up while other people are getting good at their subjects. Urgh!!  I just so wanna kill the exams, and get it over and done with. 

Friday 1 June 2012

A Golden Sunset in Kolkata and a View of the Street


A Golden Sunset in Kolkata 






HOW BENGALI PEOPLE TAKE CARE OF THEIR HAIR

Pollution in Kolkata 
If you're ever in Kolkata one thing you're gonna notice is how quickly you're skin gets oily and your hair gets dry. I think it's because of climate (tremendous DUH! It's like 40 degrees in summer, and the winter is barely cool now), the pollution and the food (we cook everything in oil :D ). So naturally, it becomes impossible to keep oneself pretty and preened 24/7 (here, at least). With the sweat, and the dirt, and the humidity and the heat, and the stench (not present everywhere, and you get used to it), I don't wonder why people don't bother as much about their looks here as they do in other parts of the world.

Bengali women are renowned for their long hair.
 This picture isn't that flattering though :D
Plus, it's assumed that people who look good here are most definitely unemployed and have very little else to do with their time. Which is a pity.

So, since summer last year I've been experimenting with the products here with some interesting results. And these are my observations with respect to hair care in Kolkata. Again, different people have different needs so what works for me might not work for a bunch of other people. But this is how Bengali people take care of their hair.......and it's amazing :D.

Pretty Indian dancer/actresses 
Like any other culture, Bengali people have a fixed image/notion of beauty. A curvy, voluptuous dancer's figure (preferably Odyssey, cause Kathakali, Manipuri, Bharatnatyam and Kathak aren't that sexy), milk fair skin, big eyes, round face and long, thick, black hair that cascades down to her waist.
I personally think long and short hair can both be sexy; it depends wholly on how the hair complements the face. But the quality of care you take of your hair is imperative, especially in this city, -.- I kid thee not.