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Author Archives: Geetanjali
It all comes down to this
I suppose I could sit here and write about how pathetic it is that the team that I support have failed to come together and manage to chase a total of 254. I could sit here and write about how I am running out of reasons to hold my head high and proclaim that Yes, I Am An Indian Fan. I could sit here and write about how everyone was sure about the outcome of this game. And I could say I was too, but all I hoped was for one final show from one of the greatest batting line-ups in the world in this ICC World Cup 2007. Theres also the fact that sponsors are going to make an an immense loss economically.
But you know what? I’m also going to say I still hope Bermuda beat Bangladesh. I’m also going to say that Munaf Patel’s four still made me smile just now. I’m going to say that Rahul Dravid’s barrage of four 4′s made my heart go out to him even more, and that Harbhajan Singh’s 6 just now made me grin ( not just me, Munaf Patel seems to be grinning too). I’m going to say that I hope this team doesn’t have to face the horrendous public ire in the worst possible way i.e get punished by people creating havoc and punishing their families.
Because:
Yes, I Am An Indian Fan.
Crucial.
“What happens to India if they lose?” Rahul Dravid was asked the day before. “We’re not even thinking about the possibility,” he replied.
Erm, but we are. We really, really are.
I don’t need to stress on how important this match is for us. In fact, today every move I made resulted in ” oh my god maybe I shouldn’t do this it might jinx the match”. But I’m not the one playing out there right now. So what I do over here doesn’t affect anything over there.
Right?
I love the Pepsi Gold advertisement. The music is really catchy but what takes the cake is the tag line, “world cup cola” . I didn’t even realize that there was a play on the word “cola” in hindi ( so it becomes “world cup ko la” which in hindi means “bring the world cup”) until a friend in school pointed it out to me. Smart campaign. And it tastes good too!
Cricket(sigh)
Reasons why this happens to be the worst week in the history of cricket:
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India lose to Bangladesh (although full credit to Bangladesh for their performance).
Pakistan lose to Ireland.
Pakistan coach Bob Woolmer dies in his hotel room in Kingston, Jamaica.
Inzamam-ul-Haq retires form ODI cricket and resigns as Test captain.
and just to make the list a wee bit longer:
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Andrew Flintoff gets sacked as Vice-Captain of England’s cricket team.
My Facebook status should really tell you how I’m feeling right now:
Geetanjali is admiting that India LOST to Bangladesh. She knows. There is really no need to tell her. She’s saying they lost. See? LOST.
Books, books, books
Sigh.
Last year, when I was in the 10th, I would day-dream about how life as a Humanities student would be just wonderful. And now, here I am, enjoying every moment, but wondering how I’m going to :
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read “Things Fall Apart” by Chinua Achebe for tomorrow
and manage to have read and understood every bit of:
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“Timeless Short Stories” compiled by T.W Phillips
“Importance of Being Earnest” by Oscar Wilde
“Passage to India” by E.M. Forester
“Great Expectations” by Charles Dickens
“Look Back in Anger” by John Osbourne
by the end of the year.
Where am I going to have time for spare reading??
Self-doubt and Sylvia Plath
And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt. -Sylvia Plath
Sometimes I wonder if I’m really a writer. What is a writer? Anyone can be one, right? All you need to do is well.. write. It’s one of the easiest things to do. To put down a bunch of sentences down that sometimes, make sense only to yourself, and the you are a “writer”. Why would anyone want to be something so easy? Sure, you need some amount of skill, but most of the time you could fake it right? Fake the pain, or the wit, or the feeling. And from what I hear, you don’t even get paid that well.
It really gets to me that I can’t even write when I want to. How am I going to survive writing for a living ? What happens when the words don’t come? I am one of those people who leave things to the last minute. Things just seem to work better that way, although I try planning ahead. I guess you could say I’m spontaneous, and that planning just never works. So although deadlines mean something to me, I’m never well prepared for them. I just give it my best shot, and I don’t even feel guilty about not losing any sleep over it.
However, I feel horrible if I’ve written/done something which I haven’t put any feeling into. Sometimes, things may not please other people but as long as I know that I’m satisfied with what I’ve done, nothing can touch me.
I guess thats what Plath means about self-doubt being the worst enemy.
Colleges
Since tomorrow is the first day of my last year at school, I decided it’s time to start looking at colleges I want to apply to . It helps that most of the major colleges in India have websites of their own, offering information about the college and the courses they offer. In fact, I think most of them even have online admission forms. Whether I am going to look at applying to colleges abroad is something I am still thinking about, since it might not be worth spending so much money on an undergrad course. On the other hand, colleges abroad are of a better quality. It’s tempting I admit.
Due to parent-instructed-reasons, I have to avoid Delhi, Bombay and Calcutta. However, these places have some of the best colleges of the kind I want to attend(Lady Sri Ram and St.Stephens in Delhi, St.Xaviers in Bombay and Presidency in Calcutta) , which is mostly a liberal arts kind. Since I want to do Journalism later, I’ll probably look at a B.A in English Literature or in Political Science. Maybe even History, I don’t know. The first two are subjects I really like, and though I like History as well, it’s not a very strong subject of mine ( yeah I know that sounds weird since people usually like subjects they are good at). I have been advised against doing a B.A in Journalism because it’s still a relatively new course in most colleges.
This means I’m left with Pune,Chennai and Bangalore. I do *not* want to stay in Bangalore since I’ve been here for lets see.. forever. However, my parents will be happy I’m close to home ( although I’m not so sure of that ), and my living expenses will be almost non-existant. Also, I know the local language. Why am I giving reasons for me staying here ? Sheesh. Anyway, I’m looking at Fergusson College in Pune, Loyola College and Presidency College in Chennai, and in Bangalore I have Christ College and Mount Carmels.
Woah, this is scary.