R.A.N.D.O.M

Random things are the best to talk about actually! Meaning, for so long I'v been wanting to blog, and then I was without an idea...now that really doesn't help! So ya, I sort of realized that the best thing to talk about is total random stuff...and so here I am, hope I come up with some random stuff...Oh I will!

 

So as u may not know  I suffer from Agyrophobia...Its not as serious as Cancer or TB :) , but yes, it freaks the life out of me! Its basically the fear of crossing roads...sigh! All of my life and haven't been able to cross a single road without going through a minor heart attack and the feeling of being walked across the road by angels :) At such time, believe me, you do wish the 'jetpack'  Must admit, but it is a scene worth laughing at when I'm crossing the road! If I'm all alone,[AND IN WASHINGTON D.C.] you'll see me on the same side of the street for the next half an hour...contemplating wheather to run/hopp/crawl/skip/sprint/fly across the road now or later...I look right, then left, and then again right...then again left, then right, then left, then right, then left and keep doing so to make sure theres no vehicle coming...but the problem is, this left-right business goes on you know and I can't help but stand still while other people cover another 3-4 miles :) I actually even hang up on people I'm talking to, just so that I can get started with my left-right ritual...and then my friends complain for having called back an hour later...who'll explain to them now!! If I'm with someone, it sort of helps, not totally, cause then I'm usually laughed at loud for this weird fear of mine before they grant me a favor by helping me :| Even that varies! People like Joseph and Kelly who'v gotten used to it have the patience and don't mind it if I hold their hands tight, like a child does when with its mummieee!! Anjali pointed out that I hold it tight enough to fracture the hand :| I'm sorry! :( With others, after they'v made a laughing stock out of me, they just DRAG me along, usually I'm half flying into the air, considering the speed at which they run across the road...giving me a heart attack, a major one this time :) You know, I could actually stop dead in my tracks and get these kind of people run over by a car to thank them for all those he-he-ha-ha moments they'd had at my cost :| 

~This ones managed to ridicule me even the more...another phobia, Escalaphobia :) Thats the fear of 'Escalator's' btw :) point to be noted i have this phobia [ONLY THE ONE TALLER THEN 2-3 FLOORS] that horrible thing which takes you to the next floor and you just have to stand and not move, and its not the elavator!!! It gives me the jitters...(now you know why I HATE UNION STATION !!) Its almost everywhere!! I usually wait for the elavator or quitely take the stairs, not before explaining it to people around me, and then again welcoming obnoxious stares :) People wonder, whats there to be scared of THAT thing! For me, its not just a thing, its a nightmare, don't you understand!!Actually, it all started when I was a kid, I was prancing around at world trade center on an escalator which was apparently not working! Some idiot thought I wanted to use it, and switched it on :| I was caught unaware, and it somehow has gotten into my mind! and then on, while people use that horrible thing, I quitely slip back and use the stairs...literally the stairway to heaven :D People find it funny...I wish I could just ...errr...you know, make them realize how it feels !!! :(

~Lastly, I don't have any more random small talk to come up with! What to do? Just remember that you=you and not 'u', say no to slang, don't keep saying  what-the-fucking, don't ever try chilli sauce with sweet potatoes , never shop from Hobby Ideas, never go on evening walks with your mom and her best friend,  don't call a Keyboard a Piano :| ,  avoid reading 'dance of democracy' (atleast I do), don't think vampires are cool after you watch twilight, and lastly, dont dont ever dont ever never  tell your siblings  that your name means have something to do with COW in HINDI grrrrrrrrrrrr

Otherwise, Life is pretty much chocolate and  ice-cream :P

 

 

Still wild, will always be,Nandini !

 

WHY...thats the question....No? i think so ..

When I blog, it has to have a reason...i know it sounds as selfish as SELFISH can sound...but yeah...read it...or don't read it, you haven't been held at gun point :) Not yet ! Oh, anyways! I guess
its been REALLY long since I'v been  blogging, but still  dont know  the basic rules of making sense and that of showcasing your super cool sense of humor, forgive me...I wouldn't care a bit if you yawned or just scanned through or stopped reading it or worse, 'reported abuse' :| you know...I haven't got all the time in the world...which I really wish I'd have...*sigh* Bless you! lemme get to the point...no wait...a question actually...Not really...Oh well...it is a question may be...or is it? may be not...argghhh....Can I just get started with it ?!?!
Well...the question in question is WHY...spell as W.H.Y (and 'y' in sms lingo) pronounced as Va-y (now what was THAT for?!) there are SO many times when this word like totally makes you feel as though you are some sort of an alien...from some alien planet, where the way of life is so different...so much better...so much easier...then WHY is it this way out here on THIS planet? I tell you...this word clouds my mind more than ANY other word that i use (read: SENSIBLE word) Its often accompanied by a huge '?' and the 'wide-eyed' expression ! :O eg:
WHY cant we always be lucky? Lucky like one of those super-lucky-ducks who get WHATEVER they'v asked for...and i'm NOT talking of material things! I'm not that lame...But yeah...WHY do their stars always shine at the right time and at the right place?!!?! what are my stars doing?? Oh well...can't blame them...may be they are as lazy as me :) :( I never get to talk to people I want to talk to, I never get to be all alone when I want to, I never get to see people who make my day, I never get to avoid the company of people I totally am sick off, I'm never able to be totally mean and then not feel guilty, i'm never able to tell people what I really want and what I totally detest, I'm never able to ask people to SHUT UP and go suck up to someone else, I'm never able to tell people how much I hate their behavior...never....towards the end...when I really want to be mean and bitchy and rude and indifferent...WHY don't you get what you'v asked for? Oh well...its quite true that what you asked for was a bit tad too much...but WHY does it have to be 'too much' everytime? AND...that you remain all alone...even the meeniest to tiniest creature gets what they'v asked for ha! (half of which is not true...but its OK as long as its MY blog!!)  So basically, you never get anything...at the right time...at the right place...ask WHY? you don't know WHY??? duh ! Cause your stars are are busy vacationing :) They care two hoots about you :) nice no? And believe me...you slowly get used to it...like me, and then one fine day when your stars actually take pity on you and decide to shine down, you disown them...and then starts the conflict between you and your stars(with Mother Luck on their side)...Now whose to complain if you don't ever get lucky? tell me! Oh wait...who is even complaining in the first place :|
WHY do we have to stand people whom you TOTALLY can't stand...even if your life depended on them?? Well...thats cause THAT is a way to make you feel how hapless you actually are...you can almost picture the Gods laughing at you...Like...What the fuck ??? this hyper awesome human can't run away from a single person???!!!! But hey...as far as I know...these humans who so get on your lastest nerve know very well the art of FOLLOWING you around !!!!!! so basically...its just like Velcro ! can't do much...can you? if yes...then let me know!!! May be I can get this pseudo latex mask which can make me completely unrecognizable...won't that work??? hoping around with the mask??? how cool is that!!! may be it turns into some sort of a fashion statement :D :| Oh well...THIS just shows how freaked I am !
WHY do we have to smile...smile...AND smile for things we don't really want to agree to? Is it cause smiling is a means of just showing your approval...you mean it or you don't...even the devils neighbor wouldn't care ! initially you actually feel you CAN rebel and WILL go against those things...MAKE LIFE DIFFICULT for those doers...but then...gradually when you realize that Lady Luck hates you...and totally LOVES them...all this CAN and WILL and REBEL and MAKE LIFE DIFFICULT suddenly seems like some ancient joke...and now you know WHY exactly do you just smile ??? :)
WHY do we exactly have to embarrass ourselves??? tell you WHY? Basically cause thats the only thing you excel at...like...Looking into your reflection in the window of a car and adjusting your hair while there are people(who you do not know) sitting INSIDE the car...starring at you with shock-n-amusement...and then running away before they lower the pane ... :|  or the worse...You think you are a bit too smart(hah!) and so you complain about your own brother to your mom (for eg) while you'v made sure that he is not in the room...and then...you look up...to see WHAT? well...your bro standing right there...giving you the I-will-kill-you look of the decade...AND to prove your innocence you try and change the topic...but alas! this time your mom too adds to your efforts in embarrassing yourself...and she...acts like a totally amateurish actor and just stats fumbling...you start looking around...she starts looking around...oh well...WHERE is the back up plan now???!!!! look for it....quick...all the while...the intruder is smiling...uhh hh...the smile not exactly means a SMILE...but never mind...you'v already ruined your chances!!! and then...for the next whole week you have to act like your the most angelic angel cum sis on earth...ouch...just landed from heaven ! touche ! Nice no?
And finally...WHY do we live life to impress and not to express? WHY do we get up every day only to think of what we'll be doing to impress someone? WHY do we dress up just to act like Cleopatra who is just about to seduce someone?? :O WHY can't we not see a particular person and still be happy all throughout the day? WHY do we suddenly start acting like we'v always been this oh-i'm-miss-lovely-cum-cutie-cum-smiley-little-sunshine-kid-who-so-loves-giggling-and-making-oh la la kind of expressions everytime we see our hearthrobe ????!!!!! ridiculous no? and the worse is...we whine and crib and bore everyone around us with it...our heart wrenching tales...about what? about how we got all dressed up and still couldn't see that particular fellow. now! think about it...What if the guy/girl totally HATES you...or may be prefers to be in the company of some 3 eyed green monster than look at you...or worse...what if they actually ARE scared of you??? would you like kill them just cause you'v lived life to impress THEM...and now you just WANT them to be impressed...and so...you just WANT them to hold up with you??!! come on...grow up!! Express yourself...Impress yourself...Embarrass yourself...oops...!!! Oh wait...this impress thingy doesn't really make sense to me ha...Anyways...see, I don't really intend to come to any sort of conclusion...cause half of the above stuff are a part of my problamatic life :D May be its just a way to connect to you...thats if you DO live a life half as crazy and silly as mine :D Bottom Line: No talk really makes sense...cause evry talk these days is FREAK TALK :P no?
AND...you have no idea how much more better I feel after blogging...Must do it a little too often...talk crap or will die... ...don't ask WHY though :D


INSANE.................Nandini !!! 

At the Pearly gate of God

There I was,standing in front of a gate which seemed so different,yet seemed so familiar. Then,from the corner of my eye, I could see God walking right towards me.

Me: "God!!Is that you?"

God:"Yes, it's me.Here is my ID."

He showed me his ID. It read "God,CEO,Heaven Inc."

Me:"Oh My God!!!!!"

God:"Yes??"

Me:"Never mind,it was just an expression."

God:"Dude,completely missed you,good to see you here.How are you?"

Me:"I think dead that I am standing in front of you :"

God:"Happy realization."

Me:"Good thing,I was a bit tired of life anyways. By the way where is the nearest 24/7 located?Need to buy some personal stuff like (vodka) :P before its 2 am."

God:"Its just round the corner,take first left after the entrance."

Me:"Cool, just the way it was in good old G.T.Take a left and just round the corner..nice. Is MD state license a valid ID in heaven?"

God:"You left it on earth dude.But don't worry the guy in there knows you are above the legal age to drink."

Me:"Hey,is that 24/7 wala Sri Lankan guy dead too? He never checked my ID on earth too...nice. Will be fun to make fun of him here as well when Sri Lanka lose their next game against India."

God gives me a blank look.

God:"btw i have a few questions for you, care to answer? "

Me:"Shoot.Be quick please. Need to reach before 2"

And that is when the conversation got a little serious.

God:"Don't you get angry at me for all the pain you suffered?"

Me:"I was, at some point,terribly pissed off. But in that pain you taught me the meaning of life and gave me some valuable lessons. At some point of time, I wanted to give up. But you gave me the courage and the desire along with the pain to keep me going."

God:"Do you really think I am so bad to be hated by so many people?People blame me for all the bad in the world,but rarely thank me for whatever good happens."

Me:"No Dude!!.Its just that you were too kind that you allowed them the freedom to think that way. And people tend to think of you only when they are in the dust, and not when they are soaring in the skies. I have a question though. Why don't you meet people face-to-face? This will help them realize your existence every day of their life."

God:"I am present everywhere. You just need to see me. You can find me in a beautiful sunset, or when I go walking in the woods and see beautiful birds and hear them chirping. I also can be seen in innocent children's eyes, or someone doing something genuinely nice. I answer all your prayers. You just need to find the answer yourself. It is right there. All you need is the vision."

Me:"Ah!!So you ask me questions and then hand over the cheat sheet. All I need to do is find where the answer lies. You give an assignment but you give a sample code. I just need to modify it.Ah, why didn't I realize this when I was alive.You are smart!"

God gives me a disgusted look. . Maybe,it was the cause of my death.

God:"Have you sinned in your life young lady?"

Me:"Uhh..yes. More times than I can count. But,I regret all the sins I have done. I tried to compensate for them as much I could. God, I am sorry. Sorry for hurting people with my senseless and unthoughtful acts."

God:"I appreciate your honesty son.Proceed.Hope you have a good time in here. You need to ring the bell there to get into heaven."

Me:"Thank you."

I took a few steps,paused and looked back at God.

Me:"You knew I answered all those in hurry.I was really thirsty.Don't you?"

God:"Ofcourse Girl!"

I started ringing the bell. It kept ringing and ringing and kept growing irritatingly loud. I rubbed my eyes to see my cell phone ringing. Without my chasma,all I could see is "G....".G??God?What is happening?Am I alive or dead? Where am I? I picked up the cell hesitantly. The voice on the other side said,"Hi duffer,[ it was DODO] kab se call ker rahi hun   y dont you pick up the cell :O
Me:"OOooooK

Still wild, will always be,Nandini !

T.I.N.K.E.R.B.E.L.L.!!!

Haffin Haffin Hu!!! Look!!! How stress can affect your way of saying HI..!!!! Anywaz...Lets NOT talk abt saddy saddy things...Lemme talk about somethng that lightens my mood! Err...Not Tangy pleashh!!! *grins* Nah...ronaldo...*teary eyed*......*sigh*...I still like him though!!! ANYWAYS!! Lets talk about TINKERBELL...*beams*
Well...Tinkerbell...(see her pic up there u dodo!!) is this complete sweetheart!!!!! Now that  u'v seen the pic, dont ask me WHAT is she??? *fumes*  Shes this cute little COW *grins* with a silver bell hanging around her neck...Not a REAL cow though...Shez a key chain!!! DAMN cute!!! I must say!!! Brown in colour...a PINK nose....Yellow fluffy locks...the silver bell....A yellow flower...*ohh shooo cute!!*.n For all doz who ask me about  the  flower I tell u shes picked it up while grazing...*glares* Im sooo sick of ppl asking me about it!!!! Swear it, shes damn cute...Ask my friends *they envy me i say!!* n shez got the map of Swiss engraved rite behind her...reminds me of GEOGRAPHY!!!*worried!* Coz shez from Swiss!!!^_^~ My Darling Dad  got her for me!!!! must have thanked my Dad a zillion times!!! Been with me for 4 years(not the Dad u moron...TINKERBELL!!)...4 WHOLE YEARS!!! Attached to a box of mine...shes rite b4 me for half of d day!!! *silly look* Looking at her...Tingling her silver bell....makes me Happy!!!!^_^ Most of the time during Lectures and classes  im either adoring her...or.....zzzzzzzzz....*giggles* n wonder i loooove the game COWS n bulls...(hehehhehe!!) Dodo(read:Anjali!) n me once tried to set her up with Dodoz bugg...(its a key chain too!!!)...lolz..!!! Then on i ask Dodo to stay miles away from my Tinkerbell! I know  i sound damn silly!!!! Come on...Don't tell me  ur surprised...*grins* Anyways...I even go around clicking Tiner's pics...(hehehehe!!) n my friends and family  r sick of that! but at the end of the day...I loooove my Tinkerbell! n im sure shes worth it...I mean...must hav got 1001 compliments from everyone  already!!!!
Dont know what would I do if i ever loos  her...*shudders*...i really dont wanna....swear! Till then...she is with  me...^_^...n  u know what??? I even celebrate her B.day durin the First week of November...so wish her Happy B.day ppl *giggles* I know u mst be actually wondering WTS RONG wid me! Never mind....! Thats it about Tinkerbell.. She'll be damn happy that i actually blog about her...*omg*!!!! *tell my friends*--->Don't give me that exasperated look ppl!!!!! U hav to c HER wenever u meet me...hehehhe!!...


Still wild, will always be,Nandini !

I Wont .... I Will Not .

Its after ages that I got this  free time  to myself!! I decided, like always, to do something, like something productive! And surprisingly I did!! I did afterall clear up my shoe cabinet  and this little cabinet I use to dump everything into, everything means everything! Towards the end of it, I had this huuuuuuuge pile of things I decided I would chuck out. Shoes, flippers, chappals, formal wear, stuff to be worn on kurtis, more flippers, more chappals, some flats which I brought myself and had completely forgotten about, some which I NEVER wore after say a few times, and even after all this, I, currently own precisely 145 pairs of foot wear out of which am sure only very few  are going to be used, really. Over from the cabinet I discovered bottle and bottles of lotions and creams I’v never used, nail paint bottles, glosses, anklets, bangles, watches,  (!!), clips, bands, sachets, age old toothbrushes (!!!), atleast a zillion earrings, long forgotten notes of $10, even a music player!!! My next target is my wardrobe, and that pile is going to be yet another story altogether!! Basically, when I actually got thinking about when and how and why did I buy most of this stuff and when and how and why did I forget about it, I realized that THIS junk is only a little chunk of the massive pile of things, people, commitments, resolutions, ideas, grudges, favors etc etc that we forget. And I mumbled an oath to myself, like I always do, to never forget things now on.

Oh yes, that does mean that I will now on wear/use stuff I buy, not once or twice, but over and over again, just to please those things who died waiting to be worn/used by me :)

I will never buy stuff which is black in color, cause most of the stuff I chucked out was black in color.

I will never buy clothes from  Nordstrom cause most of the stuff I buy from there does not appeal to me after I get back home.

I will not wait till nail paints dry up and then convince myself that adding nailpaint remover will un-dry it and never end up actually doing it.

I will never buy anything apart from lip gloss and kajal, the only things I actually use.

I will never stock sachets and sachets of shampoo only to change the brand altogether.

I will never buy girlie or frilly tops, singlet’s, tunics or stuff of that sort cause I bloody can’t see myself dress up like a Barbi Dall .

I will never talk to Pooja (cause if I do, I will end up screaming and abusing her, and , Gyaani ji says we shouldn’t talk ill or make fun of others…no no no)

I will not pass comments on how my  prof looks like a dried mango seed, precisely (cause Gyaani ji says we shouldn’t talk ill or make fun of others…no no no)

I will never pass a comment on anyone’s fashion sense may they be wearing orange striped denim or torn stockings (you already know why :P)

I will not loiter around in the Cafeteria every  day, munch on random stuff a bit less even when am not hungry.

I will not suck on a straw until I can feel the taste of the plastic glass.

I will not waste my time , instead go to the library and study.

I will try and not be the last one to enter my  class, and the first one to leave.

I will not think about " someone" in class.

I will stop wearing a watch, so that i wont be tempted to check the time every second .

I will not listen to Kelly [ my new friend ] even if she has something interesting to tell me, like the guy on the last bench resembles a lizard or worse, like the freaky kid from The Grudge. No I wont laugh till I cry and get distracted even when she imitates and screams like the freaky kid.

I will not take people to places I myself don’t know about.

I will not sleep in the train, cause these days I don’t always get up at the right stop.

I will not go to class at all if I get up on the wrong side of the bed.

I will not go ahead with the day if I spot a spider  in the morning.

I will not put myself to sleep listening to Superstar and then have the stupid song stuck in my head for the rest of the day.

I dont know what it is,

That makes me feel like this,

I dont know who you are,

But you must be some kind of superstar,

Coz you got all eyes on you no matter where you are,

(you just make me wanna play)

Oh and I also wont ever walk out unintentionally when Mom’s talking, she dint talk to me for a good whole day the last time after that.

Oh and I’ll stop treating my blog like Paris Hilton treats her pet pooch, like groom it and all…just shows HOW jobless I really am inspite of having such a long NOT to-do list :/

Yes, I wont.

Still wild, will always be,Nandini !

wicked talk with friends

Segment 1:
So we were  in Anjali's room and I casually flicked an ant off the wall. This is when it all started. Anjali  looks at the ant with pity and says, “What a life it has. No exams. No boy to irritate her. No tension at all”. (Yup, we assumed it’s a female)
Me: “But poor thing, she climbed all the way up the wall and I just flicked her off. How many times does she climb up like this on her thin legs?”
Thus, we discussed the pros and cons of being an ant.


Segment 2:
 Anjali: “The course is never ending!! You know Ravana?”
Me: giving wtf look to her.
Anjali: “Oh of course, you know Ravana.
Me: wtf look continues.
Anjali : So when Ram killed Ravana, they went back to Ayodhya naa?
Me: wtf look continues since I’m clueless as to where this is heading to. From our suckedup student life  and never ending course to Ravana?
Anjali: So they went on this vahana where one seat would increase despite the number of people who climbed on the vahana.
Me: Uhuh…
Anjali: (beaming with joy) So our course is like the vahana !! Keeps increasing like that one seat !!
both: rofl for the next 20 minutes.

Segment 3:
Scene: Outside our  classrooms, 15 minutes before the exam. Disha had her bunch of 4 months worth of xeroxed notes in her arms and I was trying to balance my bunch of notes.Disha suddenly looks on the wall and puts her fingers and imitates  pooja bhai saab on that wall. :P We discussed during those 15 minutes whatever we had discussed the night before and shamelessly laughed at the fact that we were discussing the stupid discussion again.

We came out of the exam, beaming, not because the exam was over.
Disha: So, how was it?
Me: Ahh….
Disha: Yeah, same. Anyway, I have thought of the perfect dress I’m going to buy for my sister’s wedding.
(Notice the conversation regarding the exam doesn’t last for more than 10 seconds)
Me: When is it? It’s not until next year end, right?
Disha: Yeah…
Me: Let’s shop for bags when we go back home this time, ok?
And we don't bother discussing the exam or thinking bout the next exam at all.

Is it the drastic effect of 5semesters and  endless  examinations that we have undergone which has made us like this?

P.s- Would you believe me if I said that the exam actually was decent for both of us?


Sealed with a kiss by Nandini !

Stuff Desis Like

Ok,I have to write something about US[ the desis ppl ].

When I refer to "desis", I'm referring to Indians who are temporarily/permanently settled in the abroad  Some entries in the list below come from self experience, some come from observations. Here is the list of some stuff which desis like, not necessarily in the order in which it is listed.

1. Toyota/Honda: This HAS to be the first entry in the list. I have rarely seen a desi driving a car other than Toyota or Honda. Some distinguish themselves from this lot by owning a Nissan. But the reason for it is obvious - high mileage, low cost of maintainance and "Arree, even  I bought the same car a couple of  years ago,  having no problems with it so far." :P

2. Maggi: Lifeline of desi students.

3. Orkut: Tell me a desi who does not check orkut every hour, if not more frequently. Desis also like to change their name on Orkut to something like "Happy Diwali to all" or "India beat Australia,yippee" or "Three days for semester break" or the more concerned "Rahul- Im bck,redefyng mah lyfe" . Incase you are searching for a friend and do not find him, chances are he will be one of the people above.

4. Orkut pics: Wherever a desi goes, he should have a pic taken and displayed on Orkut as a display pic, or create a seperate album for it. If a desi goes along with his gang of friends(which is usually the case) to Statue of Liberty for example, each will have 5 types of pics taken- only the monument, desi and monument, desi and best friend and monument, desi and entire gang, desi and entire gang and monument.

5. Russell Peters: RP ROX \m/..Desis relate to him since he is the only desi standup comedian they know, and his jokes are for the desis.He is just awesome. If you do not know who Russell Peters is, then search on youtube. "Somebody is gonna get a hurt real badddd"

6. Successive use of a word: Come,come!!Read this,read this!! Get the drift? Repeating a word or a phrase is the most preferred way of stressing importance , being polite, being assertive, passionately agreeing, requesting a favor or wherever suited. Examples of it include ordering at restaurants ("bring two,two"), welcoming guests ("sit,sit"), appreciating someone or something ("good,good"),or just generally("hmm hmm,yes yes" and "sure,sure") and ya don't forget the big("OK")

7. Cricket: Ah, how can I forget cricket. Its a religion, and most desis follow it. Inspite of the time difference, desis regularly follow the Indian team matches. Desis hunt for all possible websites for live streaming ("live-cricket-links.com"). And incase they are unable to watch the live streaming at work/university, then Cricinfo to the rescue. Cricket is religion, Sachin Tendulkar is God.

8. Fellow Desis: Desis love fellow desis. They are comfortable with them, irrespective of the part of India the other person is from. At any given place, desis will be looking around to see if there are any other desis. Even in case of chicks, a desi will look at a desi chick for a second longer than any other blonde/redhead/black(?) chick. And it is not too difficult to strike up a conversation with a fellow desi. Common questions include "Where in India are you from?"," How long have you been here?","So, doing your masters?ohk,what is your major?ohk CS,so are you into databases/distributed networks/security?"

9. Staring: Lets face it. Desis stare, with or without realizing they are doing so. And it is not just the female gender  we stare ...........we stare at one and all. we stare at fellow desis to see if we know them or which part of India he/she is from. We stare at firangs and then wonder why they go around saying hellos and hi to you. What else do you expect them to do if they are stared at??They are not desis, they are not used to it. Desis probably do not stare at our Afro-American big brothas, since they will stare back at you. This leads to uncomfortable sitations for the desi, since he has been told to stay away from these supposedly beast looking ppl.:P(no offence).

10. Desi restaurants: Desis love desi restaurants. But obvious. They love it even if the food is bad, ambience is pathetic and its far away from where you stay.

11. Saunf: For the uninitiated , saunf or fennel seeds are the thin little ridged green grain-like thing that desis love to chew on after hearty meals (often times in alarmingly large quantities, almost constituting a large after-meal) . While desis swear by its “mouth freshening” qualities (altoids, be gone!), it also gives them an opportunity to weild their toothpicks to achieve instant dental pleasure (otherwise achieved by the “hygiene no bar - whatever it takes” rule. hint: it grows on your fingers :P). 4 desis going to a restaurant means the small(in desi terms) cup of saunf kept near the exit is empty when they leave.

12. Copying: Desis love copying, and it is a well known fact even across the universities in the US. I doubt if there will be a single university in the US which has not had a case of a desi involved in plagirism. If not his friends, desi will look for answers on Google. And copying is not just restricted to academics. Some part of what you have been reading has also been copied from the Internet. We are well aware of the desi films copying storylines, music and what not from foreign films.

13. Torrentz/Limewire: Desis love these things for free downloads. With the high speed internet which they did not get back in India, desis love these for downloading anything and everything possible. The free downloads include music albums, just released films, and much more.  "You fucking filthy downloaders!!":P

14. Google: Desis love Google. To know the reasons a desi uses Google for, please Google it out.

15. White friends: All desis like to be friends with white people. More than being friends with them, they like to show off and talk about them. How many times have you heard a desi rant "You know last weekend when I had gone out WITH MY FRIENDS ADAM, MATT AND HIS GIRLFRIEND RACHEL.......". Some desis would call you near them and show their facebook profile saying "Hey, look at this chick. She is a friend from university". 85% of these white chicks wouldn't even have said anything excpet the courteous hi's and hellos. But our desi friend thinks that she has the hots for him.

16. McDonald's: Desis love McDonald's for 3 main reasons: Dollar menu, dollar menu and dollar menu. Typical order from a desi at MacD "I will have 1 burger, 1 fries and 1 coke. Chicken burger haa. And coke refill is free na?"

17. Swearing: Desis love to swear. Infact, all Indians are genetically potent swearers. Desis add a special twist to the usual swearing - "Fuck you biatch,bhaindchod". And they say this to even the firangs. As if that poor guy is gonna understand the last word of the sentence.

18. Sharing: Desis love to share - be it pirated softwares, books, clothes or cars. If a desi finds something interesting on the net, he will share it with other desis - "hey..look at this new mms clip. mast maal hai" or "hey,look at this website, it contains the code for our assignment;but make sure you change it a bit". Not only is the virtue of sharing used to save money but it is also used to save space. Desis achieve this by making sure that there is at least one more person than the legal number of people allowed to stay in the apartment.

19. Desi parties: Desi parties can be held in various locations ranging from offcampus apartments to downtown night clubs, with many reasons or no reasons whatsoever. The party is hyped weeks in advance, mainly through word of mouth publicity. Gals with skimpy costumes and dudes with jackets and gelled hair are present everywhere. 'Mundiya tu bachke rahi' is the DJ's most favourite song at every desi party. A desi , free-style, everyone-is-invited brawl is as much a necessity of every party as the punjabi music :)

20. INDIA: Last but not the least, each desi loves India, our homeland. No matter how much they crib about India, deep down each and every one of them loves it.

Ofcourse, there are many more things which desis like. However, these were the few which came to my mind when I thought of it.

Sealed with a kiss by Nandini!