shayari...

Tum mujhe bhool bhi jaao, toh yeh haq hai tumko,
Meri baat aur hai, maine to mohobbat kee hai...
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Maine kab tumse kaha tha, ki mujhe pyaar karo,
Gairon ne Zafa ki, toh ki, koi baat nahin,

Pyaar jab tum ne kiya tha, toh nibhaya hota,
Gair toh gair hain, Aap se yeh ummeed na thi
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(no, i'm not that good in writing that i write all of this, this is somebody else's original work...hat's off though...)

good old school days...

never thought i would say this, but man, i'm missing RIS...really. what days...

the van ride from A&B to RIS, with the driver driving at 20km/hour!!! the walk from the van drop to High School building to the lockers of P, Sn,Sh, J, and me on 5th, 3rd, 2nd, and 1st floors respectively...pacing and tyring to make sure that we enter the building around the same time that G2 comes down to fill his bottle of water from the water fountain...

hanging out before assembly near J and Sh's locker, or PC lab on 4th floor. laughing. singing. talking. gossiping. worrying. the space between Mr. M's classroom and J's locker, it became quite an instant 'aadda'.

and the thursday lunch breaks, where we all 9esp. me) were over-excited about the SEEDS club meeting in H.204 (lambu's room). sometimes G2 did look uncomfortable, maybe 4 indian girls was too much for him to handle, hehe, what say girls?!

man, i miss those days...

finally got a job (work-study)

"yeh world hain nah, world, is mein doh tarah ke log hote hai, ek woh jo saari zindagi ek he kaam karte rehte hai, aur doosre woh jo ek he zindagi mein saare kaam kar dalte hain...hum oon doosro mein se hain..." (Bunty)

(K: i'm not copying, it's connected, just read on)...
the 1st year at WUT, i worked for the business department head for a year and then at the library for a semester and now the student coordinator in the new Campus Ambassador Program

just to let u know what i do is to coordinate communiations between a group of student ambassadors and Admissions office and have to report directly to the Admissions Director and Admissions Office in bangkok and will be overseeing 10 campus ambassadors...and now your obvious question, who r these student ambassadors and what do they do?...

well, student ambassadors are people who bring new students from bangkok airport to hua hin and now they will be involved in providing an oversight of WUT to prospective students via email correspondence and thru personal interaction on campus with any visitor from particular countries (Bangladesh, Bhutan, India, Burma, Nepal, Norway, Thailand, and Vietnam).

hmm...enough of that for today iguess, not muc time also for writing too much...hopefully my work will help...i alraeyd have a brilliant idea...let's see how well it works...thanks N...

take care and God bless people...

dravid VS the rest...

read the following quote by the caption of the indian cricket team, and then u'll know the basic difference between him and sachin tendulkar.....uff, i've got one thing to say to sachin fans, (its not that i dont like the way the man plays or anything, but come on man, his fans have got to start o appriciate other players as well, seriously he is no GOD..) 'what is the point of breaking all these records and making new ones if ur team is always gonna be on the losing side???' dravid's contributions r relative and relavant to the team, he took up keeping hte wickets and at the same time came to bat 1 down...that is what u call a cricketer...team comes first people remember, there wud be no tendulkar if he was not PART OF THE INDIAN CRICKET TEAM....

"My team-mates know me pretty well by now. There's strategy involved and I am thinking of the best chance we have to get the right result. It's not false bravado out there. It's about who I think are the best people to play in different positions and situations. It's about what is best for the team. I may not get all my decisions right, but I'll try and take all of them so that it gives my team the best chance."

anyways, enough of this cricket non sense....

i broke my framless glasses for hte umpth time now...man i just got them fixed over the break for like 900 Baht...what the hell, uff, alright new year resolution # 9: no more breaking my glasses...

i'm still unemployed and am hating it, really....

have been thinking lately of writing a short story or smth...but dont know just cant think of a story to write on..was initially thinking of writing smth from my personal life, but then it becomes to obvious to u people, so cant do that....hmm......well, if u guys can gimme a good topic i'll try and write a good story...

have an accounting assignment to complete...so write more for u guys later....

take care. and god bless.

N is back....finally...

have been meaning to write more often, and write more...but just can't find the time...thanks alot for the 2 people who go through the trouble of reading and replying.... ;)

my good friend,N, is finally back, so i'm really happy....apart from that, nothing interesting going on...

the man we love to hate and hate to love...

what is it with the 'indian media'...as it is, the pak tour has become the talk of town, and hell why not...but why ATTACK poor old ganguly...don't they understand that he has enough trouble with his battle with the ball and greg..and plus, i know that this is the way that 'they' (reporters and jounalists) earn their bread and butter, but still...give the man a break...for god's sake, be supportive...well, i wont say for once because its not that they haven't supported but for the sake of humanity, why the hell not support somebody when things are going bad...you know..one of the golden rules of life = BE NICE....

so people (K: [TING TING], u too) be nice....

my kingdom....or atleast that is what i called it...

the 33 x 18 m court with two parallel lines in each border with four boxes and 1 net that makes a badminton court...well, its not a place for me anymore, or atleast that is what i feel and think...

once upon a long time, say 4 years ago, that same box, whether in singapore, NIST, RIS, or the good old colony, used to be my 'kingdom'...the only place i ruled...the only place i felt i deserved as my own...and now...i just dont feel like i can call it mine anymore...

since u r wondering why i'm saying all this...well, was playing badminton on campus..after a long...say after a year or so, and just like the last time i 'tried' playing, i just couldn't....it just didnt feel right...

playing badminton would solve so many of my problems...or atleast help me...physically as well as mentally (J, P, S: u know what i'm talking about, nah???)...

the girl that once upon a time had only 2 crazes (at that point in time): cricket (well, technically dravid really...hehe.) and badminton...

well before the bus from school returned inside the colony every friday, my plans for playing badminton was already made...and then came saturdays and sundays, where i made sure that the evenings were untouched by the numerous plans as i had to play badminton, from 3 or 4 to 8 or 9....that was perfect....

but then one day, i fell down and ever since then i really haven't been able to get up ..to build up my courage to "play" badminton...maybe i wont ever really be able to "play" the way i used to anymore, not just technically, but even like emotionally and mentally...even after more than 2 years...

o! well, i dont want to bore & depress u guys with all this...

first class of Spring I 2006...

had my first spring 1 2006 class today...was ok ok...the teacher, although good, can get boring...the most weird was when he came back after the break and started telling us a 'story' about his brother who has to live on oxygen for the rest of his life because he started smoking during college...i guess he was inspired as he saw his students smoke during the break time...but what is the point, all the smokers didnt come back to class after the break!!! haha....

well, now on to serious business, you really shouldn't smoke...

just now, as i was sitting in the store-cum-office in the red door, guess who comes?!

steve beaver, the new admissions director, was asking about what all we sold here at the store and so i took my chance and asked him about what happened to my application for the student ambasaddor officer position...(let me tell u one thing, being unemployed is not fun at all!!!)...and he was saying that it wont take too long now since there are only 3 for that position and nobody for the other 'volunteer' position..and he wants that person to get people to do volunteer work...he asked my name...yipee. see good impressions last...

since yesterday i've been thinking of my g2 so much...lord knows y...esp. that small skit v did....hehe....

have meeting later in the day...so take care till then....

first post...

this is my first post...actually i had some identification on my old blog, so shifted here...am planning to put proper posts soon...so keep looking...