Since I realized the amount of love I have for what happens around me in the world, I believe this is the one space where I can at least express it without waiting for somebody to listen.

Sunday, October 30, 2005

Asian Stuff


Last night was really great and I'm pretty sure the food was part of the reason. In fact, there were more food stalls than any other booths during the festival. I was hoping to see more desi people and events (although there were quite a few). Well, at least I got my mehndi (henna) done, so no problem there.

And let me just shift gears to say that American Chai is now one of my top favorite movies in my small and humble collection of DVDs. (And if you are out there, give me back my Girl, Interupted movie...I will hunt you down whoever has it).

Anyway, I truly felt that the director was speaking to me. It's as if he wrote out my life (ok, not all of it). But yeah, let me just say despite how hilareous I found a lot of the scenes and characters, there were some rough and emotional issues addressed as well. I think I already went through some of it, but watching it play back in front of me was moving.

Ok! And now moving on...might I add that I love Sheetal Sheth and she was the whole reason I rented the movie? Yes, I am a big fan. And the directing was awesome. Script, characters, and dialogue...it was very real and very down to earth.

Speaking of Asians and festivals, I just found out about the Southeast Asian Student Association Conference that is held every year. It looks phenomenal but too bad I can't go. If anybody has been to one of these, let me know if it's worth it. Famous desis like supermodel Saira Mohan, and director Gurinder Chada have made appearences (and hey, I think that alone is worth it, how 'bout it?).

Anyway, don't worry chicken curry, I'll be posting again soon.

Monday, October 24, 2005

You Know Why I Love Kids?


Because they are so damn blunt. They are not afraid to let you know that there is a booger hanging out of your nose, or that you look ugly today. In fact, when they tell you how nice you are and how much they love playing with you, you would know that they mean it.

Anyway, I haven't been around grade school kids for the longest time, and today I just had to laugh when the bus let off some of the kids on my street. I just pulled into my driveway when four small children were yelling unintelligible adventures and misadventures of their lives back and forth. Finally, the short blond guy reached his house (which is right across the street from mine) and proceeded to overturn the garbage can on wheels and sit on it. No, I take that back. He made a cot out of it and layed his back onto it while yelling out, "Hey guys, call me when you get home. Call me on my trash can. Just call me."

Obviously, the three kids up ahead were giggling like crazy. This blond dude will definately be the joker when he grows up, you can just tell. Anyway, about being blunt, one of the little girls yelled back, "You are soooo STUPID." And that just made my day. Because really, it's been a long time since anybody stated the obvious. We should do that more often in our lives. Can you just imagine walking through campus and listening to another boring rendition from those guys who try to be impressive by stating for the millionth time how much they got drunk or some of the girls for that matter who try hard by, well, pretty much explaining the same thing. Yet, I doubt saying, "You are soooo STUPID," would do much good. I mean, if you drink, drink, but don't brag. Nobody cares.

Ok, I'm way off topic. But hey, welcome to my world.

Thursday, October 20, 2005

The First Post


Ok, so as those who know me as the Queen of Procrastination, I have not wrote, called, e-mailed, talked, IMed, yelled, or gabbed with you for the past month because...I just didn't feel like it.

Now, I can say with certainty (because it's staring you and me in the face) that I have a blog now for everyone to read. As in, Neda's public blog. None of the shady stuff (Not that I have one). And so, I throw out to you what I feel like rambling about. If for any reason you have a complaint, don't bother me (...just kidding)

All right, now I sadly must run off to class...the one I deeply hate.