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Sunday, October 07, 2007

The Brutally Honest Personality Test

Nothing has made me laugh as much as this did of late!!! [:P] Wanted to share... Take the test and tell me what your's said...

Link : http://www.okcupid.com/tests/3076838567116464195/Brutally-Honest-Personality

Your Score: Crackpot - INTJ

40% Extraversion, 60% Intuition, 60% Thinking, 66% Judging



People hate you.

Paris Hilton hates Nicole Richie. Lex Luther hates Superman. Garfield hates Mondays.
But none of these even rates against the insurmountable hate, people have for you.

I mean, you're pretty damn clever and you know it. You love to flaunt your potential. Heard the word "arrogant" lately? How about "jerk?" Or perhaps they only say that behind your back.

That's right. I know I can say this cause you're not going to cry. You're not exactly the most emotional person. You'd rather spend time with your theoretical questions and abstract theories than with other people.

Ever been kissed? Ever even been on a date? Trust me, your inflated ego is a complete turnoff with the opposite sex and I am telling you, you're not that great with relationships as it is. You're never going to be a dude or chick magnet, purely because you're more concerned with yourself than others. Meh. They all hate you already anyway.

How about this- "stubborn?" Hrm? Heard that lately? All those facts which don't fit your theories must just be wrong, right? I mean, really, the vast amounts of time you spend with your head in the clouds... You're just plain strange.

For a more serious analysis, follow this link : http://www.personalitypage.com/INTJ.html

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

"Magical Me" - Interviewed by Bonnie

Bonnie : Hi Mann! Finally I’m ready with my questions. Must say, interviewing is a tough job! Here are the 5 main questions with a few sub questions here and there… So shall we start? Since your blog is frequented with posts on love, let’s talk about just that - Love. Tell me, when was the first time something told you that you were in love? How were you so sure that it was love? How would you describe that feeling... Just the way we read in books or in the movies? What according to you is the most important characteristic any guy should possess when in a relationship? And what do you have to say about long distance relationships? Do you think they are practical?

Mann : Love… For a four letter word, it does cause a lot of trouble… The first time I fell in love was walking back from school after my final exams when I was in class VI. My mum had just been through her first round of chemotherapy back then and I was near this junkyard about five minutes away from home. I heard a little whine from one of the drains… There were concrete slabs that covered it, but I had small hands and there was a big hole on one of them… I stuck my hand in and pulled out this little fur ball that turned out to be a month old puppy. I fell in love for the first time then… Took him home, introduced him to mum & dad. Berney (that’s his name) is almost 8 years old now…

I would like to think that I’m an observant person. And on this assumption I would say that there’s a tendency in people to become just a little bit selfish when happiness comes their way… Sorrows they are willing to share with anyone who is willing to listen… I think love is when you find yourself looking for someone to share your happiness with… To want to share you most selfish moment with someone else… When you have everything you worked towards, but are restless because someone is missing… That’s when you know that you’re in big trouble… [:D] My mum always said that love doesn’t come and whack you over the head like in the movies or in fairy tales. It just creeps up on you… It just is…

Being in a relationship is something people shouldn’t take frivolously, but to survive they need a sense of humor… It’s impossible to spend the rest of your life with someone who cannot make you laugh… The skin will wrinkle, those looks’ll fade. Your money will be spent. The sex can only last so long… But the gift of laughter… That’s the best thing anyone could ever give you.
I’m in a relationship now and it is long distance if you count the fact that he’s in Delhi and I’m in Pune. But we’re closer than most couples’ I know. Sure, I miss that we don’t have dates and we can’t see each other as often as I’d like. But when we meet up, we more than make up for it. We don’t take each other for granted and we make every moment count. Is it practical? Maybe not… But love isn’t meant to be practical. Can you picture Juliet telling Romeo to get over himself and find someone else to harass?


Bonnie : Very well said! This one question always left me clueless but you've cleared all the confusion with that answer. Moving on, I know that you are a book lover. But I also know that choosing the right book is something! So tell me how you choose your books... I mean on what basis? Do you choose them according to the author, or do you only go for specific books... Books on specific subject lines? Which is your favorite genre... Romance, comedy, thrillers, philosophy, etc? Which has been your most memorable read till date?

Mann : I think parents play a very big role in the kind of reader you become… My parents never placed any restrictions on me as far as books were concerned. If I would pick out something adult-ish, they would buy it, but told me that I could read it when I was slightly older. Till then it would be safe with them. The very fact that they bought it meant that they would let me read it… Initially, it was the bright colours on the cover that attracted my attention… And as you grow and come into your own, you begin to think before you fish something out. I always make it a point to read the brief introduction at the back and also the first paragraph… That’s when you know if it’ll hold your interest…

It helps if you’ve read a certain author before… It makes it easier to choose. Their books jump out as if they were good friends of yours… And I’m rather partial to mystery myself… So Agatha Christie is my Goddess… I also pick up books which have been recommended by certain people I know of as having the same taste in literature as me… I remember my dad telling me that I was old enough to start on more serious books and he handed me the Lord of the Rings trilogy… I wouldn’t put it down till I finished it… It’s been my favorite book so far. I even learnt a little Elvish from the extensive authors notes towards the end of the book.

Bonnie : Lovely! I’m going to go book-shopping soon! You remember we recently talked about the so-called "elite group” comprising of a few of your close girl friends... Who would help in making your wedding a grand event? Describe your idea of a dream wedding. How do you want it to be?

Mann : Oh yeah! The “elite group”… You know, I hear a lot of girls saying that they’ve been planning their weddings since they discovered what weddings and planning meant… I wasn’t one of those. I’ve never fostered dreams of ever ending up with anyone… I mean, I always thought that if it has to happen it will and then we’ll see what needs to be done… But now, being with Tanuj - I’ve caught myself daydreaming a lot…

I’m a very picky person… And I know exactly how I want things to be and if they don’t turn out that way, I get upset. (And let me tell you, you do not want to get a Taurean woman angry.) There are very few people I would trust with something as important as my wedding… So here goes… Vands, Mads, Gunjan, you, my cousin - Sagarika, my friends - Ridhima & Swati. Yeah… That would be my idea of an “elite group”. I’d love to include a personal trainer - because I don’t want to be as fat as an elephant (which I am right now for those of you who didn’t know) when I get married. But I don’t think I’ll be able to afford that.

Besides, my dad’s always wanted his darling daughter to have a grand wedding… I’m the first girl born in two or three generations on my dad’s side of the family and the youngest on my mom’s side, so the few relatives I do get along with will want something big themselves… But if you ask me, I want something really private and personal… I want the wedding to be just my “chosen” family and very good friends. I leave the “Sangeet” and reception to everyone else to organize… Bear in mind that in my daydreams it’s all perfect (and I will not sit on those awful throne-like chairs!!!)… So if you upset me, there will be hell to pay for… (Smiles angelically.)

Bonnie : Hmmm... Elite group - is every one of you listening?
Do you like to travel? How much of India have you covered till date? Which has been your most memorable holiday and which was the best place you've been to?


Mann : I love traveling… It’s a waste of your legs and your head if you don’t travel. You get to see so much, experience so much... I’ve been to Kanyakumari, but that was a very long time ago. I don’t even remember much of it. So I’m looking to renew that experience sometime soon. I’ve been all over Rajasthan & West Bengal, Delhi & its outskirts (again a very long time ago and I’m looking forward to exploring it again), Sikkim, Assam… My dad tells me I’ve been to Arunachal Pradesh once, but I can’t recall it… And Mumbai, Pune and Goa…

But the stand-out trip has to be Rajasthan… We were in Jaisalmer and my mum heard something about those camp things they set up for tourists… You know, night out in the desert and the dancers and fire-side food and stories and such… We signed up for it and left early the next day to avoid the boiling sun. I shall never forget my first view of the desert… The pink and gold reflecting off the surface - we reached just as the day broke… The trails of the wind on that grainy ocean… And the sand - gosh - it slid right through my fingers… The steep dunes and the beautifully decorated camels… Our guide, Raju ( I remember his name because he would keep singing “Raju ban gaya gentleman”) had a camel named Michael Jackson… Hehe… And then suddenly it was night… The heat driven away by some silent army of cool twinkling stars… The fire being lit up and the dancers swaying and spinning to the beats of the drums… It was like another world… It’s a pity I didn’t have a mobile phone with a camera, because I would have loved to capture those moments…

Bonnie : Beautiful description. Makes me take off to that place immediately! Coming to the last question, what is your idea of a perfect day?

Mann : I love taking pictures… Very quirky ones… Some stupid signs on the road or a particularly green tree… In fact here are some of them…



This one was taken earlier this year... On the Mumbai - Pune Expressway...


This one's near this small lane opposite my college... We go there for sandwiches. This was just outside the shop.



This was taken on my way to Darjeeling... At Kurseong.



These were a bunch of inquisitive rascals I ran into near New Market, Kolkata.


Anyone who's seen "Parineeta" must have heard of Flury's... Lovely food...
So, my perfect day would be spent clicking away happily…

Bonnie : Interview done, Mann... You've been amazing throughout the interview. I really enjoyed it... Hope you did too [:)]

Mann : Thanks… I did have loads of fun doing this… And just so the others know what’s going on… Here are the rules…

1. Leave me a comment saying "Interview me."
2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with a post containing your answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and may offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

So, do you want to be interviewed?

Thursday, September 20, 2007

More To Life

"I can’t get out of bed today
Or get you off my mind
I just can’t seem to find a way
To leave the love behind

I ain’t tripping
I’m just missing you
You know what I’m saying
You know what I mean

You’ve kept me hanging from a string
While you make me cry
I’ve tried to give you everything
But you just give me lies

I ain’t tripping
I’m just missing you
You know what I’m saying
You know what I mean

Every now and then when I’m all alone
I’d be wishing that you would call me on the telephone
Say you want me back but you never do I feel like such a fool
There’s nothing I can do
I’m such a fool for you

I can’t take it
What am I waiting for?
I’m still breaking
I miss you even more
And I can’t fake it
The way I could before
I hate you but I love you
I can’t stop thinking of you
It’s true, I’m stuck on you

Now love's a broken record that’s been
Skipping in my head
I keep singing yesterday
Why we have to play these games we play

I ain’t tripping
I’m just missing you
You know what I’m saying
You know what I mean

Every now and then when I’m all alone
I’d be wishing that you would call me on the telephone
Say you want me back but you never do
I feel like such a fool

I can’t take it
What am I waiting for?
I’m still breaking
I miss you even more
And I can’t fake it
The way I could before
I hate you but I love you
I can’t stop thinking of you
It’s true, I’m stuck on you."

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not going to be indulging in any self-pity sessions on this post, but yeah… I’ve been thinking a lot about break-ups/failed relationships these last few days…

You see, a very good friend of mine is going through some heart burn and she definitely isn’t the only one. (But she is the only one I happen to know in person.) And today’s Pune Times had a cover story on “Break up doesn’t have to mean Break down.” And I so totally agree…

I can hardly deny that I’ve been stupid in the past… Hell! No one can deny that they've been silly in their past! The stupidest thing I ever did (well hindsight is always 20-20! BTW - the India vs. Pakistan match was amazing, wasn’t it?!) was that I felt sorry for myself after I broke up with “A”.

Now let’s see… He drank way too much… He would always call me names… He hit me (even though it was only once and he was drunk - but that’s not an excuse.) And ooh!!! The nail on the coffin was that he slept with his neighbour’s daughter the very next day and I walked in on it! Lovely guy, don’t you think? Now - I can’t even imagine what I was doing with such an idiot.

My point is.... Yes, we were very good friends and he used to be a really nice guy (believe it or not.) He always made me laugh, he always had the best things to say and he never gave up on anything. That is the guy I fell in like with (love would be too strong a word.) What he turned into was the stuff of nightmares.

So what do you do when the guy you are in love with is replaced by this silent, brooding mass who really doesn’t want to be here? Do you hold on even though you know that both of you are unhappy? Do you nag him to change? Do you tell yourself nothing’s happening and turn a blind eye to the obvious?

This isn’t the man you fell in love with. This isn’t the man who promised you the world. And you want to hold on to what exactly? Sure he looks the same, he dresses the same, but that’s not what you fell in love with. (Well, if that is what you fell in love with then its most likely a flirtation rather than a relationship.) You fell for the person… The guy beyond the appearance… But now that he doesn’t exist, what exactly are you lamenting?

Yes, we had good times… Yes, it was nice while it lasted… But if it’s not meant to be, why is it so necessary to play the blame-game?

My friend once said that love is life. And I was quick to veto it with love is a part of life. She reminded me of Tanuj and some bulls**t about “it’s easy for you to say because you’re in a twosome”. And I told her something I’m not even aware of having thought out.


I love Tanuj. I know that he is the one person I want to be with forever. And I know that it’s the same for him. But we are not each other’s "centres of the universe". We both have a lot of things going on, a lot of things we need to do because we know that this life is too short. We’re very lucky to have found each other and to love each other as much as we do and I’m not trying to trivialize our relationship… But there is more to life.

Travel, shop, read, listen to music… Let yourself go and dance on the freaking street. Who is stopping you? Go for a long walk along beach… Talk to your friends and go watch a movie… Indulge yourself… Go get drunk on a girls night out. You don’t need to be in a relationship to be content and to live life to its fullest… Make your own happy ending. The whole world’s waiting and it’s yours for the taking…

Monday, September 10, 2007

Nugget

A friend of mine came up with very profound words in a drunken stupor…

Drunk - “Life… Life is all about… Life is all about… Wddya call that word?”
Me - “Which word?”
Drunk - “You know… That thing that we sit on…”
Me - “Huh?”
Drunk - “Y’know!!! Like when you funk (I think he meant ‘flunk’) in your exams… Y’know how you say “Maaan!!! I’m so gona get a kick on my…” So what’s that word???”
Me - “Oh! You mean ass?”
Drunk - “Yeah! That’s the word!!! Ass… I always knew you were intelligent, girl… Yes… Life is all about ass… You’re either covering it - like you do… Laughing it off… Kicking it - like the Australian cricket team... Kissing it... Busting it. Or behaving like one - me for example…”

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Alphabets In My Life




*A* Accept that you can be wrong.
*B* Be yourself and don’t apologize for it.
*C* Create opportunities for yourself.
*D* Decide to stick to by your decisions.
*E* Explore inquisitively - just as a child.
*F*Forgive because it will bring you peace.
*G* Grow into the kind of person you pets think you are.
*H* Hope is the difference between living life and just walking through it.
*I* Ignore at your own risk.
*J* Journey to everywhere your heart desires.
*K* Know when to keep your mouth shut.
*L* Love needs patience, faith and courage.
*M*Manage your time.
*N*Notice people but don’t be too quick to judge.
*O* Open you eyes. Open your mind.
*P* Play fair.
*Q* Question everything.
*R* Relax… Period!
*S* Share your ideas.
*T* Try isn’t good enough. Succeed is more like it.
*U* Use your brains… It’s a terrible thing to waste.
*V* Value your roots.
*W* Work will keep you out of trouble.
*X* X-rays I’ve had enough of… I've broken my bones so many times that my friends started calling me "fracture factory".
*Y *Yield will only be as good as the effort you put in.
*Z* Zoom into you possibilities and make the most of them.

Monday, August 27, 2007

Stolen Tag

Heylo... This one's from Bonnie & Vands... (Hugs to you...)

What time were you born?
0822 hours on the twelfth day of the fifth month of the nineteen hundred and eighty ninth year A.D.

Pick out a scar you have, and explain how you got it.
Ummm… Burn marks on my bum… But I’m not going to explain it. [:P]

What is on the walls of your bedroom?
Sickly green paint that is pealing off and a caterpillar that's been on the ceiling for the last two days. (But does the ceiling count as a wall?) Our PG waali aunty charges us two and a half grand but she refuses to have the room repainted. Such a chingoos!!!

What does your phone look like?
I have an N70 music edition… So it's cool and sexy… I also have a Nokia 6681... It's practical and amazingly versatile...

My phones are everything I'm not, but everything I would like to be.

What is your current desktop picture?
Check the last question ka answer.

What is your favorite perfume/cologne?
Davidhoff Cool Water (Woman) and anything from YSL... Though I would have to sell my soul to the devil to be abe to afford either.

What are you listening to?
My roomie singing a very bad version of "Mast Kalander" (Heyy Babyy) because she just spent ninety bucks on the movie and is now trying to convince herself that SRK's appearance in the song was worth her money... (FYI - It's not working.) Also, my PG waali aunty's parrot's screeching and the neighbour's doberman barking.

Do you like pain killers?
No. Hate everything to do with them… Actually, hate everything to do with medicines in general.

Do you get scared of the dark?
No… There’s worse things to fear than the dark and death.

If you could eat anything right now, what would it be?
In Pune - Paneer Bhurji, Dal Fry and parathas from Horn OK Please (F.C Road), Black Forest Shake from Mocha (Law College Road), Cad - M from Ice Magic (Karishma Chowk, Kothrud), Drunken Chicken from Zamu’s (Dhole Patil Road).

In Kolkata - Crab Fried Rice from Hakka (City Centre, Salt Lake), nimbu pani and jhaal moori from the road side stalls (Esplenade), Chicken Biryani from Biryani House (New Market).

In Siliguri - Momos (Seth Srilal Market), Chicken Kathi Rolls from Roll Over (Bidhan Market), Veg. Frieg Rice from Makhan Bhog (Sevoke Road), Chicken Vegetable Mushroom from Yue Fung (Sevoke Road).

In Darjeeling - Chicken sausages, chicken salami, chicken meatloaf and toast with chocolate shake at Keventers' (Chourastha); Rum balls, banana muffins and grilled chicken at Glenary's (Chourastha).

I could go on, but you get the picture. [:D]

Last person who made you cry?
Myself... Everytime I look in the mirror... [:D]

Who was the last person you made mad?
My dad… Everyday… Tanuj… Everyday - but in an entirely different way than dad... (Grinning.)

Are you too shy to ask someone out?
I asked Tanuj out… And no, I wasn’t shy about it. Can’t say the same for him though… [:D]

What do you want more than anything right now?
To be with the people I chose to be my family... I could be anywhere in the world but I couldn't care less as long as I was with this very select group.

Is anyone in love with you?
You be the judge... This picture's also on my desktop...


(Tanuj and me - when he flew down from Delhi to Pune this weekend.)

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

My Take On Independence

My History assignment... Give me you views...

"Reflections on Independence Eve

Aspirations of an Indian Citizen

What Freedom Means to Me

It was almost midnight and I found myself sitting in front of my computer screen searching for the right words for this assignment. I’d had a long day and my Liberal Arts History module had my brain teaming with thoughts itching to be put to paper - if only I could find the right thread.

I was startled to hear a voice thickly accented with the education it had received and the quiet dignity that was associated with its owner say, “Long years ago we made a tryst with destiny, and now the time comes when we shall redeem our pledge, not wholly or in full measure, but very substantially. At the stroke of midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom.” It was Independence Day… I couldn’t help the little shiver down my spine and the rush of fierce patriotism to my heart. I wondered briefly, if Nehruji had felt as much trepidation as I did voicing my thoughts today.

We’re the world’s largest democracy, but we have some of the most hopeless politicians (some with murder cases pending against them and some who are conceited enough to openly bribe the voters). We are the world’s 7th largest country in size and are severely overpopulated at 102 billion people and counting. We have one of the fastest growing and most promising economies even though it is agriculture based. Yet 75% of out rural population lives below the poverty line. We are a melting pot of cultures, languages and religious beliefs but our history is marred with bloody communal riots.

So what is it that we as Indian citizens want from our country?

Is it money? Is it security? Is it education or reservations? Is it food and electricity? Or clothes to cover our backs? Cars and cell phones?
Do we want good roads? Or a seat on the Security Coucil of the UN or maybe nuclear deals with tyrannical superpowers? No?
Do we want full scale wars in Kashmir to end the debate once and for all or do we want more news of women tortured for dowry?
Do we even know what we want anymore?

If you ask me, I would say that I want nothing from this country for she has already given me so much - my identity, my sense of belonging and my home. Everything I have has risen from the soil from her land.

Freedom for me is what Netaji, Bal Gangadhar Tilak and the countless others had - the freedom to do something for their country. Their want to give something back to their motherland ensured that they were free even under the British rule. We should learn from them and be the change that India wants to see. I know it won’t happen overnight, but I do believe that one person makes the difference. Imagine what we could achieve as an entire nation.

So on her 60th year of Independence, I want to be free to enjoy my responsibilities to her because I am a citizen of India.


Manita Deo
S.Y.B.A
Liberal Arts
History and Culture (Threads of Civilization)"