I don't have any X-factor or Y-factor or whatever you call it

filed under Vendetta
A. February One, 2012

(1) 
This one's about Vendetta. Pronounced as Vandita. And apart from the name's spelling, nothing about   her can be termed stylish.
She's short, but can carry off heels comfortably.
She has got rid of some of the flab, she flaunted thanks to sumptuous home-made food and absolutely no exercise.

(2) 
That was before she came to the girls' hostel. 
Vendetta's room-mate is Pearl. Pearl is what Vendetta wants to be. Pearl loves art, sports, food, clothes, places, people, everything.
Vendetta loves Pearl.

(3) 
Everyone at their graduation school believe Vendy is big entertainment in small packet. 
Vendy (she hates this nick-name) can set fire on any ramp, college fest's or Paris Fashion Week's. Any. If she wants to.

(4)
Pearl can vouch for the fact that Vendetta (not Vendy, as Pearl knows way too well her room-mate detests the nick-name unanimously given to her) has a sweet voice.
But not singing-type. But again, Pearl knows way too well that Vendetta can easily win hearts, if not the award, in any competition she participates in.
Vendetta has that "X-factor"( don't you dare call it "oomph"!) that can win over the judges and audience alike.
Judges are the male professors, audience the male students. Oh yes, these girls study in an engineering school.
Vendy doesn't agree( I'm short, slightly plump,I don't have any X-factor or Y-factor or whatever you call it)
(She has this thing with X and Y, they rule engg, they rule chromosomes: crazy, but complete Vendy stuff.)

(5)
Pearl can tell you. 
Vendetta shops in Paris, with her fashionable aunt, when it comes to 'chick dressing'.
Vendetta shops in London,where she used to live, when it comes to everyday wear.

Agreed that with Vendetta's size, which is neither too thin, nor extra large, most of the clothes are embarrassingly tight or shamefully loose.

Whereas , with her slim(=perfect for Vendetta), tall frame; Pearl finds it hard to wear anything that wouldn't appear to be on a hanger.

(6)
They both have issues. Common and different. Both suffer from hair fall and pimples. Both can't make big circles of friends. They have friends " who aren't close" or as they say : "are at a safe distance".

(7)
Shelly is their closest friend, or so to say, comes closest to being their friend.

(8)
Shelly is a mix of both Vendy and Pearl. She's short and slim. Studious and sporty. Charming and charmed.

As Vendy charms her seniors and faculty into giving her notes and marks, Shelly charms the huge crowd of nerdy males of her "Robo Rage" society.

As Pearl is charmed by the guy sitting just behind her in every class with his jokes, jibes, male-jargons; Shelly is charmed by Sean- her benefactor of movies, encyclopedias and wild dreams.

(9)
Sean owns reservoirs of DVDs, books, photographs and dimpled smile-killer eyes.
And all these, he happily shares with Shelly, nerds, professors,the security guards of the boys' hostel, the security guards of the girls' hostel and anyone and everyone who can benefit from him, and he from them.

 (10)
Vendy is sure that the only benefit Sean derives out of Shelly is her notes.
Shelly's notes are inevitable, to pass any test. 
Shelly doesn't like to share Vendy's ideas about Sean.

Shelly chooses Pearl's opinion of Sean.
(Pearl loves to watch movies, old and new, and read books of all kinds, and Sean provides all this to Shelly, Shelly to Pearl.) 
(Thus) Pearl basically calls Sean a good boy who is sharing and caring.

(11)
Our three ladies often go to theatre or restaurants or shopping together.
Vendy and Shelly study together (because Pearl never studies), Shelly and Pearl eat out together (as Vendy is still struggling for a figure that's not 'round') and Vendy and Pearl watch their "heroes saving the world" on Vendy's laptop.

(12)
Tonight Shelly is sick. (I will find this virus and invent an antidote for this viral infection, I swear).

Vendy has been reading a book; not full of circuits , but on how to impress your boss. 
(Which boss she wants to impress? Probably, she'll apply the same rules to play her seductress role on the lab assistant tomorrow...)
Pearl is window-e-shopping. Browsing many a things on Vendy's laptop on various online stores.

Shelly enters. No, Shelly weeps. She has an upcoming Robo-Race and has to combat this strange viral infection.
All the three head towards a nearby medical dispensary. 
Medical staff here knows Shelly quite well. (As much due to her frequent check-ups as much as for her research on use of syringes)

Vendy and Pearl sit outside, praying for their friend's health.

Vacation Ends

PROLOGUE  page2

Her summer break started. The exams had ended and now it was time to have full on fun for coming 3 months. 
Itinerary for this journey had been prepared in her mind the moment the last exam ended.

The first stop of her fun ride was at the TV Tower she used to look up to while 
waiting for the movie to start at the open theatre Drive-In Cinema.
Ride itself was on BRTS , the cool bus service that made her city less congested . 

Next stop was in another city, where her cousin was getting engaged . This meant meeting the near and distant relations , beer, biryani, gossip and gala. 
Now the joy train headed towards Mumbai . Shopping and sea-link at Worli . Back to home.
Watching TV became her 9-5 job .

Next week was a road trip to the city where her elder brother used to go to kindergarten as a toddler. This place had changed from what mummy remembered it to be. Of course, she wasn't there in the picture then.
Seeng dana, "Sachin" mangoes and the smell of  fish filled this city.

Her tour now took her to a food mela. Here, there were fruits day, veggies day, dairy day and at the end, a feast .

A little break was needed to fuel up the tank for the rest of the journey.  Also, the wait for rains wasn't over yet.  Neighbourhood quarrels, community bhajans and a few daily sitcoms later, she is again raring to go. After-all , nothing on her itinerary has been covered as yet. And, 3 months are now over. 
So what, a new plan can be chalked out, a new train can be boarded....
Waise bhi, college itself is another vacation , whatsay?

Know Thy Star - II

Here, I write about two girls .Both of them played roles that were of 6- 12 years of age when I used to watch them on TV.  I was the same age.

Jodie Sweetin and Tiffany Brissette.

Stephanie Tanner

Or popularly known as Stephanie Tanner (Full House) and VICI the robot (Small Wonder).

No, I didn't hero worship them. 
But, they seemed to be the cool icons for my age. 

After many years, there's a re run of Full House on Zee Cafe` . This made me Google about these two young stars to find out wassup with them these days. 

Realisation dawned upon me that they have grown up! Like me, they too have changed. Unlike me, they are in their 30's.

Know thy star was to help me know about people I watch and cool stuff they're upto. 

But, in this case, I decided it would be better for me to know them as their characters and not their real selves. Not because Jodie (who was once a smart kid Stephanie) is now a mother or Tiffany (once an affable robot who could shower out tears and flip through pages of a book in seconds and tell each and every line out of it) is now a former actress and currently a nurse.

Because, they form a part of memory which is still child like. 

I actually remember myself playing a computer in a small act-play competition in class V and speaking out my dialogues the way VICI used to say. Oh, I won first prize for that one. So, its one happy memory. :)

Is it necessary to know the real person who is so different from what you have always known him/her to be? 

You can count on me

Count On Me

- Bruno Mars

If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea,
I'll sail the world to find you
If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can't see,
I'll be the light to guide you

Find out what we're made of
When we are called to help our friends in need

You can count on me like 1 2 3
I'll be there
And I know when I need it I can count on you like 4 3 2
And you'll be there
Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah

Wooooh, Wooooh
yeah Yeah

If you toss and you turn and you just can't fall asleep
I'll sing a song
beside you
And if you ever forget how much you really mean to me
Everyday I will
remind you

Ohh
Find out what we're made of
When we are called to help our friends in need

You can count on me like 1 2 3
I'll be there
And I know when I need it I can count on you like 4 3 2
You'll be there
Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah

Wooooh, Wooooh
Yeah Yeah

You'll always have my shoulder when you cry
I'll never let go
Never say goodbye

You can count on me like 1 2 3
I'll be there
And I know when I need it I can count on you like 4 3 2
You'll be there
Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah

Wooooh, Wooooh
you can count on me cos' I can count on you

Know Thy Star - I

Misha Collins 

Misha Collins stars as Castiel, the angel who pulled Dean from Hell in The CW's thriller "Supernatural." He, and others like him, are intervening in human affairs for the first time in 2000 years, because the armies of hell are on the move, and Lucifer has been released.

Collins was born in Boston, Massachusetts. Before turning to acting, he worked as an intern at the White House during the Clinton Administration in the Office of Presidential Personnel. He then moved on to become a producer and copy writer for National Public Radio on a show called "Weekly Edition." After graduation, Collins traveled the world for a year, spending several months in monastic seclusion in a monastery in Tibet.

In his down time, Collins can be found outdoors kayaking, biking, running or hiking in the mountains. He also enjoys back-country snowboarding and recently took a winter trip to the Sierras where he built and slept in igloos. In addition, Collins is a published poet with works in "The Columbia Poetry Review," "The California Quarterly" and other literary journals. Collins currently resides in Los Angeles in a house he built and designed himself.

Lyrical joy

As pure as a child's laughter and as innocent as the child itself! 

Thank You Shiksha for asking me to listen to this one. Haven't heard it or seen its video as yet, but the lyrics brought me Happyness .Indeed, its kind of my taste. 

A song can offer us many joys. Lyrical joy. Musical joy. Visual joy. 

Good lyrics get inside your head and stay on your tongue. A singer's baritone or the instrumental nicety of a song or both together make you croon the song all the time. Visual joy is well, to each his own! 

Coat Of Many Colors
by Dolly Parton


Back through the years
I go wonderin once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my momma put the rags to use
There were rags of many colors
Every piece was small
And I didn't have a coat
And it was way down in the fall
Momma sewed the rags together
Sewin every piece with love
She made my coat of many colors
That I was so proud of
As she sewed, she told a story
From the bible, she had read
About a coat of many colors
Joseph wore and then she said
Perhaps this coat will bring you
Good luck and happiness
And I just couldnt wait to wear it
And momma blessed it with a kiss
Chorus:

My coat of many colors
That my momma made for me
Made only from rags
But I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money
I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me

So with patches on my britches
Holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colors
I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing
And making fun of me
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me

And oh I couldnt understand it
For I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love
My momma sewed in every stitch
And I told em all the story
Momma told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colors
Was worth more than all their clothes

But they didn't understand it
And I tried to make them see
That one is only poor
Only if they choose to be
Now I know we had no money
But I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me

Lalu sir

Well, what can I say? Sparsh brings us closer to some seniors who till then didn't exist for you, and then are omnipresent thereafter. Last year met some crazy lot, but this time it was Lalu.

Tall guy he is. For me, most of them are tall, anyway.

He apparently is quite talented. Sings. Dances. Makes music. Acts as well.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xR44zwcvsxw
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XDQe8FAE5mU
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wkzxCq0fX-8&feature=youtu.be

Promised us  a dinner we never got. But I did get many tags.

• Firstly that I crack very creative Pjs. 
• Next that I'm a true blue Delhi di kudi..... mu-phat types ( frank that is).
• Then that I'm a mic person, stage and I are made for each other.That I should have definitely anchored our cultural fest.



Worked till 4am for this event :)

• Also, unlike other girls, I'm seen drinking tea at the galla.

I was supposed to give Sir a wake up call at 6am, then 6.30am and then 7am finally.
But since I myself managed to go to bed at 4am, next day I met him at 10am, trying not to yawn and he stares wildly into my face.

I got hurt during our event , after which he jokingly told everyone that Vinti has broken her leg, something that she has already complained of for some 20 times.

Haha, I did manage to throw the ball as far away
as possible during practice sessions :P

Sir asked me once if I had a monkey stuffed toy. I told him I don't play with toys! He said that girls do get animal toys as presents. And I told him presents come from our admirers and you guys gift teddy bears to girls, not monkeys!

Last he ordered that we meet after exams, which we couldn't.


 So, I decided to bid adieus to you Sir, this way. Hope when you come back for convocation, dinner finally happens.  Wish you luck!