Port Blair 2010

I like the way the sea glistens in the sunlight, each molecule so radiant that it may blind you.

I like how the sea stretches out to meet the sky, after traveling apart for so many miles, almost as if two rivals agree to let bygones be bygones and come together in a final embrace.

I like the way the leaves shine after the rain. They almost look happy.

I like to know that there is a civilization living amongst these trees, however primitive. That people still dwell in forests, forests so dense that the sunlight barely reaches the ground. That there are still humans who do not bother to cover themselves with cloth, and sustain themselves on the fruits of the trees around them.

I like how the receding wave lessens the impact of the oncoming one, how something so small can impede something so large, if not stop it altogether.

I like to stumble in the water when a large wave completely submerges me, and to lick my lips and taste the salt once it's gone, taste its only remnant and try to remember the sensation for as long as possible.

I like that moment of anticipation when you've seen the enormous wave of turquoise that inundates your eyes and you know it's going to hit you any second now, and all you can do is stand riveted on the spot, mesmerized by its beauty and its magnitude, completely at its mercy, how man ultimately is no match for nature.

I like the vividness of colors that exists in this place, how you can find a deep purple piece of shell on the beach that is excruciatingly beautiful, and yet realize that the color of the sea under full sunlight still tops its beauty.

I like how the rain and sun seem to coexist so harmoniously with each other, one making an appearance barely two seconds after the other has disappeared, how the Sun doesn't even deign to hide its face while the rain pours over the sunlit leaves.

Reading This Will Not Help You In Any Way

Sometimes I think love is a cheat.

Think about it. They meet, start dating, fall in love, get married. Seems simple enough at the surface. But what if we try and probe a little deeper?
The first date. I can't speak for guys, but I know girls will spend at least an hour obsessing over what to wear, how to do their hair, which shoes, and all that bullcrap. Especially if they think the guy's worth it. And during the date itself, they'll make an effort to be exactly the kind of person he wants so that they can be irresistible, or at least as close to that as is possible within the scope of one date. And I think this is true for the guys as well. In short, both of them will want to come off as the ideal girlfriend/boyfriend.

This will go on for many many dates. Once they're certain that the other is pretty close to falling in love with them, they'll let their true colors show, roaming around in sweatpants and a dirty tee, not bothering about the hair or make-up, and putting their characteristic faults and defects on display for the other to see. The world sees this as 'being comfortable with each other' and 'getting to know one another.' But is it really?

Let's see this from my perspective now. Once this side of their character comes out, the other person in the relationship is in so deep there's no way he can get out now. So he convinces himself that it's 'love.' And that love for another person encompasses love for their defects, their faults. That to love another is to love them as a whole, love the good stuff AND the bad stuff. I guess we can thank popular culture for that one.
And so the poor fool deludes himself into believing that he is falling in love with the other. Some more time later, and he is in too deep, so 'in love' with the other person that he won't end the relationship even if almost everything about the other person irks him to death.

Love has played a game on him. And now he's falling into the abyss.

Movies

1. Bride Wars

Cast: Kate Hudson, Anne Hathaway, Candice Bergen
Rating: 2/5

In my defense, I was really bored. A week of vacation, followed by the announcement that our first terms had been merged with the second terms, left me no incentive whatsoever to study. In any case, I somehow find it impossible to study at home. Now I know what the hostelers at school kept talking about.
So even though I knew Imma get ultra-fucked in my second terms because now they have double the marks and double the course, which means a devastatingly vast one, I couldn't find it in myself to pick up a book out of the huge pile I had brought home with the intention and resolve of studying from, and open it, let alone read a few lines of it.

But I digress. The point is, I knew this movie was bound to be an archetypal chick flick, which is one genre of movie I don't like very much. But I figured it would provide some time-pass entertainment at the very least. Besides, both the main protagonists (Hudson and Hathaway) are known to be decent actors.

I couldn't have been farther from the truth.

2. Secretary

Cast: James Spader, Maggie Gyllenaal
Rating: 4/5

This movie follows the story of a mentally disturbed young woman who has just recently been released from a mental hospital but continues to suffer from an extreme case of masochism, which manifests itself in the form of self-injury. She is soon employed as the secretary of an attorney, who is a ruthless workaholic, but also has his own problems of sadism. He is sexually aroused by her submission, as it enables him to be the dominant personality in their complicated relationship.

The good thing about this movie is that it showcases a completely new approach to the subject of sadomasochism. It is neither trying to be overtly humorous (case in point: I now pronounce you Chuck and Larry, which approached the slightly tricky subject of homosexuality with eyeglasses tainted with crass and vulgar humour. Not that there's anything wrong with that), nor overtly preachy. It makes a rather bold statement, but in the subtlest of ways. And the acting on both the main characters' parts is par excellence, especially Gyllenhaal's. This was a major breakthrough for her as an actress, and she has done a good job of proving herself and her skills to the Hollywood community at large.

Tee Hee :)

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

Dearly beloved, are you listening?
I can't remember a word that you were saying.
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and insecure.

Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed?
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word and that's my best excuse.

On why I love swine flu

4 people on our campus tested positive for swine flu. May they get well soon.

Our college declared a week's holiday thanks to the scare. And specifically directed the students to "vacate the hostels as soon as possible." The dates for the exams that were to be held this week are yet to be revised and notified.

I have never adored a disease so completely and with all my heart.

Too excited to think of a title for this one

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Me soo haeppppppppppy!!!