m a little thing called life!!

a little thing called life!!

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Sunday, May 22, 2005

of exams & birthdays...spirit of the rasta man...

seems like as if the entire world has slowed its pace down to that of a snail now that my exams have begun...damn, i started on the 9th and today its the 22nd, only 2 weeks gone by and still it feels like an eternity. these exams just don't seem to end. still have a few days more untill i can breathe the sweet air of freedom...relaxed luxury for 2 months during which i have nothing to do and yet so much that has to be done. 25th of may...i'm waiting...
i'm pretty much done with my melodrama for the moment, so let me give you the hard facts as they stand. it's not like as if i have suffered immeasurably during the past 2 weeks, i just felt like i did. for starters, i stayed over at jess's for the first 5 exams. the simple reason being that the exams started at 9:30 in the morning, and there was no way that i was catching the bus at 6:30 in the morning from Trou aux Biches and suffer a 2 hour bus ride right before my exam. and more over who would be stupid enough to refuse when jess offers to make you breakfast in the morning...can't thank you enough jess...you do too much for me...
now that everyone knows what a whiner i am, let's move on with the story, shall we?
10th of may...hurray!! yep, that's our very own jess's birthday...though it wasn't something to remember this year round, we did try to make it nice for her. well, it started with jess being nice and considerate as usual (towards exam stricken heather and myself), and making it quite clear that she didn't want anything big or grand like they planned for my birthday. so we just decided to go out to spur in the evening...just a few good friends having dinner together...nothing much. the job of inviting the folks for the evening fell on the able shoulders of heather. and once that was done the next big task was trying to decide upon a suitable gift for jess. now as everyone knows, having to decide upon anything is a major thing for the duo of heather and nachi...so we enlisted a bit of help from reliable jackie and good for nothing joel (sorry joel, your idea for a gift sucked, and more over you never showed up for that evening after promising to)...finally we did manage to get something suitable for jess, and the best part was that jess liked it!!! [congrats' heather]
as always havish, steveie and kenny showed up at the last moment, right before we were to leave...so we had to hurry out and the boys walked back with us to orchard.
the rest of the evening was pretty much fun. uma wore a skirt and gordon was having trouble keeping his hands to himself and so i had to play caretaker for uma (a role reversal)...there was no cake but then there was an ice cream with a sparkle (phuljhari in gujarati) on it...and then there was jackie and udin...all the necessary ingredients for a good evening.
the next few days were full of the little incidents that always make our day. we finally smoked the hookah after a long time. and man was it good!! the new vanilla tobacco turned out to be stronger than we had expected and we ended up with a terrible head rush...the same night we were supposed to go to an indian wedding with the boys, but like always the entire operation was mistimed and we ended up going nowhere. everyone showed up at jess's and then they just sat there and smoked & drank till 4 in the morning, while steveie and myself gave jess and heater a strip show on the porch...on wild night...and it kept on getting wilderonce jess went up to sleep and heather and steveie left. havish, kenny and 2 other havish's friends decided to stay the night. hans got so fucking wasted and then him, havish and kenny danced around in their underwear and humped each other. (we've got videos to prove this)
finally hans managed to puke and get the alcohol out of his body and i got to sleep (the clock showed 6:00 am at this piont)

...one wild night i'd like to forget...

coming to last friday, i had my statistics exam that day and had to go through the trou aux biches to reduit routine at 6:30 in the morning. friday turned out to be the one black sheep in my pen...wasn't really pleased with the exam. but what's past is gone...so hakuna matata...
well, i caught up with heather at the univ afterwards and then we hung around while we were forced to wait for a letter that i had to get from the registry that was like a week late. so it was dholl puris for lunch (yummy)...and then fano and heather got talking on the rules for being a true rasta man...and guess what? i managed to convince them that i was a true rasta man.i had long hair, although it wasn't in dreads. i like music, so what if i can't sing or play any instrument. i never smoke or drink, at least i didn't when i was back in india (i.e. on a regular basis). and i never ate meat for like 8 years before i came to mauritius. so there you go, i was a true rasta man. at least i had the spirit of one.
so untill next time...
...all i have to sing, is the redemption song.
the song of freedom...
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Friday, May 13, 2005


spray painted earth...aka chamarel
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me and anne...miss you gal :(
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boyz in blue
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stevie shaking the cyclone
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life...as it goes by...

now then, it’s been almost a month since my last post. and i must say that i really have no excuses for being so lazy(i still have to reply to your mail hubsi…sorry man). but i guess that i’m not the only one.
by now i assume that most of my friends have already given up reading my blog or they never actually read it and now i am left with only a few loyalists...if this is not the case then you guys better keep em' comments coming!! (this goes to all the folks in india especially).the past month was a shit load of fun. any month which has your birthday is definitely fun, though i guess that the badge of "the kid" is going to stick to me for the rest of my life...but then, at least it's better than "petite babe" (no offense bru, uma's to blame, not me).
well, now that i have managed to irk a pretty big south african with a violent temper (who i am sure is going to make me pay for my pestering behavior some day in the near future), let me get down to describing the past few weeks that were like always, great times with jess and heather, and more fun with the boyz, not too many BBQ’s, but an awesome month never the less. to sum it up let me just give you all a brief synopsis of the events as i recollect them to be (don’t give me shit if i miss a few or have some details wrong…i attribute those errors to the effect of alcohol which include having a hazy memory of that night).
so since the 19th of last month, this is what life has been like…

#1…a night at saxo.
the boyz show up at jess’s…almost everyone gets wasted that evening…kanu pukes after a cyclone…siven brings out his weed and makes the mauritian bong…havish and siven go crazy…stevie playing on his guitar and darren singing zombie makes the evening much more fun like always…vishnu confesses to being madly in love with havish’s girl varsha…we all go to saxo…night of crazy dancing…leave saxo around 5…jess has her claustrophobic bout when she finds the main door closed…we all climb into the car…run out of gas on the way…jess walks home alone…i run after her while uma, heather and stevie follow behind...

#2…uma moves to flic’n flac.
uma, my gundi and jess’s room mate, moves to flic’n flac on the day of my party…got herself a great house as we got to find out later…now i don’t see her around that often and i really miss my gundi.

#3…my birthday party.
my very own hookah…the best birthday party i ever had thanks to jess, heather and uma…played pool at trilok’s empire gym with gordon, franko and aakash…enter the boyz…seven beats gordon…gordon is pissed…jess gives gordon a special performance…udin comes with ryan and makes my night…havish turns up at the party with a broken ankle and om playing his chauffer…heather gets drunk and won’t ride home with us.
also…krishna, jakie, nate, saundrin, claudia, joel, stevie, et al show up for my party and make it so much fun. thanx folks.

#4…jess comes over to Trou aux Biches.
jess decides to come over to Trou aux Biches with me on the 26th for my birthday…she gets into this heated debate with dad about the new pope and women’s rights…noella and i finally manage to push dad into the kitchen and end the discussion…on my birthday i get to work on my assignment while noella and jess watch a movie…dad calls to say that jess should stay over that night too…poor jess has to stay in dr. das’s house for 2 whole days and listen to dad talk…
conclusion…jess goes out of her way and does too much for me…and dad loves talking to jess.

#5…goodbye claudia.
claudia the awesome german gal leaves…the gang goes out to dinner with her in Quatre Bornes while i stay home in Trou aux Biches to study for my exams…don’t know too much about that night since i was not present…but all i want to say is that it’s been a pleasure knowing claudia…only regret that i have is that i could never match her in drinking beer, but then no one could…go bavaria…am going to miss you.
ps: 2 new german girls are moving in with heather this friday…take note joel!!

#6…BBQ at uma’s new house.
oh yeah!! finally got to see uma’s new house, and i must say that she got herself one sweet place to live in...meet uma’s dad at the BBQ...also meet gundi (that’s her real name) and kavish (hope i got his name right), who at this point in time are her new neighbors…gordon takes over as grill master and i play assistant for the huge amount of meat that was on the grill that night…manage to knock over the brye while helping gordon...the damn rain decides to say hello and almost messes up the grill…nice food and nice conversation, but then gordon decides to play dj…things turn funny when aakash smokes pot in front of uma’s dad…trilok decides to leave and jess, heather and i have to leave with him since he gave us a ride to flic’n flac earlier in the evening.

#7...exam time.
my exams start and they are still going on…damn the university of mauritius.
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