Call for help!

Have hit the lowest of lows.

No concentration, lots of motivation but somehow am not motivated.

Things can only get better, right?

I know there's such a bright future. I can see it and feel it. Yet i'm not moving and time is.

Help me out. Don't call. It's such a distraction. Just leave comments, positive ones, please.

Animadme por favor... ya!


P.s Man! I sound really bad. It's not that bad but still leave hope please.

Inédito

This is basically to keep you busy reading something till the 1st of July. Wrote all the following more than a year back. At that point, it was too personal or incomplete... well, a lot of it is still incomplete but here you have it.

And please remember this.

Chennai to Madrid and back... and misery struck!

xxxxxThe city sweats. The reeking stench of 7 million bodies brushing past each other. The blend of sticky sweat from the hands, arms and shoulders of the masses is hanging in the air, adding to it’s putrid saltiness. You feel repulsive as you anticipate your bonding with them. Not yet though. Right now the heavily scented, sweet agarbati perfume of the flight clings to you nauseously and you feel a shooting ache seep through your teeth to your jaws, zipping through your eyes and pounding your temples over and over again...

Moments of loneliness…

… when you have no one to talk to in the train.
… when you have no one to cry with.
… when you want to go window shopping, when you want to share old xxmemories with that someone and they’re not there.
… when you don’t find a hug, a real hug.
… when you badly need and don’t find an ¨I love you¨ .

:D

When you’re all alone and a laugh escapes you, that’s a true laugh.

Happiness...

… when you cry uncontrollably, shedding your burdens, feeling lighter and fall asleep.

A Olga y a Teresa

He conocido a muchos y llegaré a conocer a más. Sin embargo, sois vosotras a las que conocí en mi primer viaje a España. El viaje de más ilusión y el más difícil para mí hasta ahora. Un lugar desconocido y dos almas hermosas para darme la bienvenida, para ofrecer a shoulder to cry on, para compartir lágrimas y sonrisas… y cotilleos :p

Tristemente al fin sólo para despedirme de ellas.

Aún así, sé que estaréis a mi lado, y yo a lo vuestro, para siempre.

Os quiero mucho.

A Jörg

Mi querido Jörg:

xxxxxxxxxNo lo puedo creer... que no te voy a ver jamás en mi vida; que no te voy a dar ni un abrazo, ni un beso más; que no vamos a dar otro paseíto por el bosque. El té y el café que me hacías por las mañanas. Tus cuentos. Tu música.

xxxxxxxxxLamento no haber podido pasar más tiempo contigo, a tu lado. Estoy muy agradecida por haberte conocido y haberte visto otra vez antes de...

xxxxxxxxx¿Qué es la vida? No lo sé. Quizás lo sabrás tú ahora.

xxxxxxxxxTe echo de menos muchísimo y te recordaré para siempre.

xxxxxxxxxMi querido Jörg, estés donde estés, te doy un abrazo muy fuerte. Espero que por fin descanses, que descanses en paz.


13 de junio de 2006
Alcalá de Henaresxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxa.g

Dissertation... deadline... so not available till... ¿July?

Coming Soon!!!

Harrassment at the Passport Office, Hyderabad

New links:

Guerrero and Zogam.


:)

And it rained!

I love Hyderabad when it rains. The heavy grey clouds hovering over the city. It's a pity photos don't capture the cool, fresh breeze, the refreshing smell of wet mud, the soothing sound of the rain, the laughter of children playing in the rain. It pushes you to jump out, join them and scream out in joy.

Back to school

Went to school the other day, on my birthday.

Always feels good to go back. Lots of memories flood back and the best thing the teachers still remember you :)

Had lunch with them and was witness to an interesting 'Vijayalaxmi teacher style' conversation. Was rolling with laughter. It all began when the teachers were discussing that the 10th class students wanted to spend a night in school. So here's the conversation:

Zainab Ali teacher: Where will they sleep?

Vijayalaxmi teacher: Who is going to sleep?

Zainab Ali teacher: And what about the mosquitoes?

Vijayalaxmi teacher: They will sleep!

I remember the time our batch spent a night in school, we had a bonfire and all. Would love to do that again.

Met Shantathamma, who tried to impress upon me how the work I'm doing isn't significant at all and how I should start a school. How everyone should start a school. I appreciate her advice and concern. Most of all, I am flattered by her confidence in me. Start a school! Not as easy at it sounds, is it?

Hmmm... I miss school. Thank god I can go back whenever I want to.

Hi!

Will only be able to post after the 26th, so please bear with me once again. Meanwhile comtemplate one of my favourite works: Muchacha en la ventana (Girl at the window) by Salvador Dalí.

Love,

a.g.

A game!

Hey!

Check out the game i added at the bottom of the page. i love it. it's addictive.

Enjoy...

:)

By the way, the objective is try to "flood" the board with a single color in less than 25 steps.

Hyderabad:

Where are we now?

Well, good question.

Routine, routine, back to routine.

Last week we organized a cultural programme which to our pleasant surprise went off very well. It was absolutely worth all the sleepless nights, bad moods, tensions... A thrilling sense of achievement is what i feel.

Now i could do with a little rest before moving on to something new.

Just want to record my thanks here to all those students who were always there inspite of my nastiness and without whom the cultural programme would not have happened. Next sem again?

I'm also very satisfied with my students because this time 17 (!!!) of them got an A! I can clearly see the effort they are making and it feels so rewarding.

So basically, and as usual, I'm smiling blissfully.

Still want more though.

Incredible ignorance!

How come they also have the best brains?




There are more, many, many more videos like this so don't tell me that this is a highly edited, manipulated video.

An update

Have been asked to update my blog...













...so here you have it.