Yesterday was the last day of school before the hols. It wasn't much of a senti affair as most of my class will be coming to school during the hols anyways cause of coaching, and we'll see each other everyday.
But anyways,we did get into a sort of senti mood on realising that this is the last summer hol of our life. Shucks. Then we started flashbacking on the most memorable things since eleventh.
Since most of my class is of hostellers/ppl who just came in eleventh, it was quite a suprise as to how close we've grown in a few months, since july, actually. Ok, fine, in about a year...Whatever, its quite less as compared to the 5-12 years that we've known other ppl in school.
Yae. Its list time.
List of memorable things about section B (completely random order)
* BuKuSuKu
This is one of the most recent memorable things. The BuKuSuKu group was formed by me, upasna, deepti and nayani. Credit for the name goes to Mr. Punnet, founder of the Punnet's square, which we used to think up the name. We used our initials as gametes and formed a square. One of the columns had Bu Ku Su Ku in it, which we took as our group name. But its f irritating when all the other members yell 'BuKuSuKu' at random intervals to piss me off cause i think its a pathetic name though i do love them all.
* The Obi gang
My name is Subohi. You write it as Subohi, you pronounce it as SU-BO-HI. The exact way you write it. Yet some teachers are partially blind and transform it to shubhi, subah, shobi and even subodh. Once upon a substitution teacher called me shobi, and a certain friend of mine called shreya pandey kept making fun of of throughout the day by calling me so too. I finally got irritated and told her that if i was shobi, she was a gobi (cauliflower in hindi). She shrugged. Thus began the obi gang. Her unseperable twin, shreya de (they're not related in anyway, but we all suspect they were destined to be together cause they both hit off really well on meeting) was sometime later christened as dhobi (washerwoman in hindi), thus making the obi gang complete. Our signature is the two-finger hi-fives (hi-two's?). Later, pankhuri was invited to join the group as aloo(potato)-as gobi and aloo are inseperable, and she, sort of agreed.
But it still makes me wonder as to why our gang is named after the belt of a kimono.
* Aditi and 'Yo-man!'
this is during the initial phases, when we'd just met and jtjn had just been released. We used to recite aditi like a poem, in all the ways possible-rap way, sad way, yelling way, serenading way. And we used to say yo-man all the time. It was like our class symbol. We even drew two fingers and a big 'Yo!' as a flag and put it on the notice board. Yae. Fun.
Note- i'll continue later. I really need to go study kinetics or i'll flop in the next test too. *sob*
Thursday, May 7, 2009
First day of the last summer hols
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Sunday, May 25, 2008
I'll Carry You Home
"Trouble is her only friend and he's back again.
Makes her body older than it really is
She says its high time she went away
no ones got much to say in this town.
trouble is the only way is down.
down. down.
As strong as you were,
tender you go...
i'm watching you breathing for the last time.
a song for your heart.
but when it is quiet,
i know what it means and i'll carry you home.
i'll carry you home.
if she had wings, she'd fly away
and another day, god will give her some.
trouble is the only way is down.
down. down.
as strong as you were, tender you go...
i'm watching you breathing for the last time.
a song for your heart, but when it is quiet,
i know what it means and i'll carry you home.
i'll carry you home.
and they were all born pretty in new york city tonight.
and someones little girl was taken from the world tonight.
under the stars and stripes.
as strong as you were, tender you go.
i'm watching you breathing for the last time.
a song for your heart.
but when it is quiet.
i know what it means and i'll carry you home.
i'll carry you home."
This song is by James Blunt. Its called Carry You Home.
I saw its video on VH1, and it really touched me. I actually cried the first time i saw it. I dunno why. It just made me feel very sad.
But it also made me think. In the video, James is shown carrying the dead soldier's few possessions to his girlfriend/wife, though he's singing that he'll carry HIM home.
Not that it doesn't make sense. It does. It makes more sense than i imagined it would.
Its true, after we're dead, we just become memories. The things we owned and were associated with us, sort of become us, cause they carry the memories. For the people who love us,those things are a reminder of who we were.
You can go watch the video on YouTube.
Cool. My mom got me a pichka-ring, and is probably wishing she didn't cause i keep squirting everyone in the face, including her. I wonder if it'll remind her of me someday.
Hmmm.....
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