Deleting Blog

Guys, I have decided to discontinue/delete this blog as I rarely come up with a nice post idea and have Writer's Block most of the time. It is highly unlikely any of you will miss me if I go away but if you think you need me to stick around, please comment below. 

10th Grade

Yes it happened.
Much to my own surprise, I'm officially a sophomore.
Sooo....nothing much's been happening recently. Apart from ridiculously long Science chapters that make little sense and extend up to 16/17/18/19/20/21 pages.
After the pathetic ordeal that was ninth grade, I'd been hoping tenth would be kinda awesome. Well, nothing's really happened yet. Namely, I can't seem to get my head around Bio.
But is this year better than when I was a freshman? (I'll make it easier for my South Asian audience. Sophomore year=Class 10 and Freshman/frosh year=9th. Sorry for talking American xD)
The answer is: HELLZ YEAH!
Last year, the classroom was as depressing as the rest of the year! This year, we actually have a room where the chalkboard isn't cracked in places, the furniture doesn't have all these depressing nails sticking out and which isn't located on the second goddamned floor so you have to break a flight of stairs to reach.
Our room this year is on the first floor :) The same room where I did my 8th grade. With direct access to the ground and cafeteria. You get to beat other kids to reaching before ya :)))
And the room was 8th grade so....memories :) nostalgia :'))
And the authorities finally got some sense knocked in and decided to extend the weekend like it was in Primary school. Instead of just Sunday, we now have Saturdays off as well :)))
Yes! Yes! Yes! :DDD
And...did I mention this is the last year in a lifetime when I have to solve another Math/Science question?(Opting for Arts next term)
And that I'm getting a new phone?
I think I'm looking forward to this year:)))

P.S. Yeah! I hit 30 followers. Welcome aboard, Zayn.

Top Sexiest Men Encountered on TV and the Internet Lately

Okay so I've been watching TV a lot these days aur Net to hai hee. I came across a lot of-hold your breath-good-looking men which are indeed a rarity in South Asian Television and Google Images alike so here goes:

RANDOM ACTOR

I don't really know who this guy is but apparently he plays Peter Quince in some production of A Midsummer Night's Dream. Saw him on Images. Cute, na?

ABIR CHATTERJEE

Cutie cutie Bengali actor with chocolate puddles for eyes that turn your heart into one hell of a sticky, gooey, puddly mess.

ANAND GORADIA

'Adaalat' viewers, call him an irritating, annoying, egocentric asshole all you want but you can't deny he's one yummy dish nonetheless and kinda hilarious in a wannabe poser way. Plus who knew Gujju accents could be cute?

RONIT ROY

Every true 'Adaalat' viewer knows he's the boss. When brains and angelic beauty combine, get ready for a knockout!

• KUNAL NAYYAR

Aaaaah! Sweet, chocolaty Mallu-type boiiis! Who doesn't love them? Specially if they're the sole representative of your country/continent/both on American television?

Have a nice day!

I Heart Nowaz Siddiqui!!!

And yeah Parambrata, you too.

Obsessed with Vidya's 'Kahaani'

So I let all worldly ties take a backseat this afternoon and went to watch Kahaani. And mayn...whatte movie!!!
Don't believe what mom tells you. Sure it has a few  flaws...and gory violence...but whatte movie!!!
I laaaavd it!
My emotional state was:
Before watching the movie: Scared! I heard it's got murder and all.
First Part of the Movie: Skeptical. Nervous. Ready to shut eyes and cover ears every time someone looked ready to hit someone else.
Second Part of the Movie: Overwhelmed. Dumbstruck. Spellbound. But still watching out for gory scenes.
End of the Movie: Overwhelmed. Dumbstruck. Spellbound. Inspired. Thrilled!!!!

Movie opens with some guy in a mask inside a creepy laboratory-type place with a white mouse. Apparently he's testing some lethal stuff on it. Mouse in a glass box. He releases some stuff into it. Mouse struggling to breathe and get out. Mouse dies. We later learn this guy's a terrorist responsible for genocide.
Flash forward to a metro station in Kolkata. Kazi Nazrul I think. Or Mahanayak Uttam Kumar. I don't remember.
Inside  metro. Lotsa crowd. A  mother with a wailing baby included. People question the wailing. Mom says it's because it's hungry. Feeding bottle left out at home. A young man (Abir Chatterjee in cameo) enters at the same time talking on phone about some 'bag'. Some schoolboys chatting at a distance. Conversation turns to their companion who seems to be hiding something in his bag.

The man on the phone overhears and turns and recognizes the kid's backpack as the 'bag' he's looking for. Scuffle ensues. Feeding bottle found inside the bag. Feeding bottle not really feeding bottle but contains some lethal stuff (yesss....the mouse-wala stuff) Bottle falls and breaks. Substance released. All the people in the metro die.

Two years later.

Vidya Venkatesan Bagchi (yess....Vidya Balan). Seven months preggy. Just landed from London. Married to Arnab Bagchi, some software consultant doing a project with the National Data Center (NDC). Vidya sitting in Kalighat Police Station lodging a complaint about Arnab being 'missing'. Apparently, during his stay here in Cal, they used to talk on phone like 'a thousand times a day' and now all of a sudden....they don't. Worried about the unthinkable having happened to hubby dearest, Vidya dropped everything and reached here ASAP. Police ask for a picture of the guy concerned. A snap of a gushing Vidya in wedding apparel with a geeky-looking guy in thick glasses dished out. Vidya fondly reminisces he hated being photographed.

Vidya kind of freaked out. A strapping young cop by the name of Satyaki 'Rana' Sinha (PARAMBRATA!!) chivalrously offers to help her in her endeavor. Vidya tells him to drive to Hotel Monalisa where Arnab was supposed to have put up.
'Hotel' Monalisa turns out to be a shoddy guest house with no electricity, no running water and no Arnab Bagchi. Vidya protests. Swears that this was exactly where he said he's staying and she can prove it. Which she did. And so what if he isn't there? She's going to stay here, in the room he said he was in, until she finds him safe and sound.
Lots of funny, hilarious anecdotes in the 'hotel'. Then the following day, she drives to the NDC and meets up with their HR manager, Agnes D'Mello. She says no Arnab Bagchi ever did any project here. If he did, she would have specially sanctioned it. Rana, too, has checked with flight records and all and says that the London to Kolkata immigration has no records of any Mr. Bagchi. Suspicion about her hubby being a fraud is growing.
Vidya of course is adamant. There are determined people and then there's Vidya Bagchi.
Unexpected call from Agnes the next day. Says she wants to meet up for coffee at such-and-such place. Informs that she never found the husband but judging by the snap, he closely resembles an ex-employee Milan Damjee whom she describes as a 'funny' character. That very night, enter an  insurance salesman-cum-contract killer by the name of Bob Biswas (Shashwat Chatterjee), BAM! Agnes is murdered!

Rana and Vidya, meanwhile, scan Arnab's old school, college, places he grew up in, people he grew up with etc. No one found! Meanwhile, the news of Agnes having tried to fiddle with Damjee's files reaches two Intelligence Bureau officials in Delhi: Bhaskaran (Dhritiman Chatterjee) and Deputy A. Khan (Nowaz Siddiqui). Khan sent to Kolkata. Refuses to believe any person called Milan Damjee ever existed. Vidya helpless. Then remembers Agnes telling her about details of ex-employees being in the old NDC office. Vidya and Rana barge in to the old office (This is where you learn that women's hairpins can come handy in opening locks!)
Bob Biswas there too. Only these two don't know it.
Damjee's increment fines found!
They go back and shove  files into Khan's face. Khan disapproving.
Biswas tries to kill Vidya. Twice. Ends up getting killed himself. Heheheh :)
Vidya and Rana find out Damjee's address, thorough scan, what they later find out, much to her dismay, is that Damjee was an ex-IB agent turned rogue responsible for the Kolkata Metro genocide (Remember chooha-wala guy in mask in the first scene???) and that Khan is on a hot trail after him and that Vidya is just a pawn in their game, the sacrificial lamb. Contrary to her belief that both Khan and Rana were helping her find her missing husband.
Vidya furious. Won't offer no more help to none of the two. Withdrawal syndrome.
Rana manages to butter her up with a nice red-bordered gorod saree. Little poignant scene. Vidya agrees to collaborate. Discovered that there's another criminal who's helping Damjee.

Suspicion on this guy called Sridhar (Kharaj Mukherjee), the NDC CTO. Vidya hacks into his computer. Apparently, he sent anonymous MMS messages to assassins killing anyone who had any record of Mr. Damjee. Dramatic scene where Rana finally exercises physical power and Sridhar's killed. (Loved those moves, mayyyn!)
Then comes a code Vidya can't decipher. Turns out to be Bhaskaran's contact number. Vidya later gets call from unknown number. "Agar apne pati ko zinda dekhna chahti ho to come at such-and-such place" etc.

Climax scene.Last scene.

Amazing cinematography.
Brilliant use of pujor dhaak and Durga Puja festivities in background.
Damn amazing action scene.
Solid jhakkass twist in the end.
Solid, jhakkass ending.

WATCH THIS MOVIE, GUYS! Will be one of the most rewarding cinematic experiences in your life. For once, a director actually portrayed Calcutta as more than the mushy gushy Victoria-Memorial-and Howrah-Bridge-wala romantic city. Cal was portrayed complete with all its features and flaws. Neither too positive. Nor too negative.
Vidya Balan=firebrand as always! Post about her coming up soon.
Parambrata Chatterjee=sweetheart as always. Plus all the other actors and crew. (P.S. Did I say Nowaz Siddiqui's awesome???)

Watch it, guys! An enthralling Women's Day treat for all!
Eesha :)))

Exam Khatam!!!!

EXAM KHATAM!!!!!
WOOHOO!!!!

Changes-Both Good and Bad

New Username. Check!
New Widgets/Gadgets/whatever you call 'em. Check!
New Template. Check!
New Comment Window. Check!
Ab aik feature seekhna baaki hai.
Guys, how do you customize your comment settings? I mean, like in Hamza's blog, it doesn't say '24 COMMENTS'. It says '24 people blew kisses' or some such so I just wanted  to....ummm....kind of learn that feature coz can't find it anywhere.
Sorry for sounding like a blonde . I get pretty incomprehensible when I'm confused :D :D
That reminds me, I think I'm turning into a ditz!!!
Yes guys, I THINK I'm turning into a DITZ!
I can feel it already. The honey blonde creeping into the jet black of my hair. The whoosh sound every time I move my head.
It's happening! I'm turning into a blondie Paris Hilton/Reese Witherspoon in Legally Blonde first part/Taylor Swift-types airhead! And it's true, guys!!! :OOO
And it's true, you guys! How else should I justify:

• Not understanding head or tail of any one of the 3 geometry chapters coming in this term. Never having been able to crack the 9th grade Math code.
•  Not having written a single nice, good, substantial blog post anytime recently.
• Not having read a single nice, good, substantial book of late.
• Screwing up the Math MCQ when it couldn't possibly have been easier.
• Using both hands to type a pointless blog post when I should be brushing up Biology with my Science book in one hand and solving Math model test papers with the other.
• Not having written anything good. Not being able to express my feelings as nicely as I would have a year or so ago.
• Staring at a geometry problem while actually thinking how cute Zayn Malik is.
• Thinking about crush most of the time. Having dreams about aforementioned crush. Thinking about crush AT ALL!
• Not being able to express my feelings as nicely as I normally do. Oh wait...did I already say that?
• Rarely being on Earth these days.

Barely a year ago, I was someone totally different. Someone who would hammer out something nice and articulate about a given topic three minutes after the topic was given. Someone who could solve five Math exercises in one go even if assigned just one. Someone who wouldn't notice a hot, attractive guy if he walked under her nose. Someone who, as a result, laughed at her girlfriends who would squeal at every other remotely attractive guy.

And just in a year, I'm suddenly this idiot who feels like Bill Gates if she gets one Math question right. Someone who gets Writer's Block every second day. Someone who has a crush on someone she isn't allowed to harbor such feelings for. Someone who forgets very common words and expressions. Someone who forgets nearly everything. Someone who can't memorize little 2-pointer questions when, just barely a year ago, she used to memorize whole tables and charts after reading the just once!

Crazy, huh?

I gotta split. See you all. Hope you freaking adore like the new makeover.

The Babe of Bengal (bengalimishtiz)