Things to do before I die

Travel alone - To Italy - Rome, Florence, Amalfi Coast; Guernsey, Machu Picchu - Peru, Iran, Japan, Angkor Wat - Cambodia, France(countryside) {Paris Done!}, Wales {Done}, Turkey, Pakistan, Moscow, Cuba, Central Asia. Leh-laddakh, North-East India.

In fact, to visit every nook and corner of my country

To stand alone at the Stonehenge.

{Done!}

To explore the ruins of Takshila and Nalanda

To plant a banyan and a mango tree. Climb a tree.

Bungee Jump (Not at crowded place. Preferably some nice, high, isolated spot :D )

Send Dad on his dream trip to Finland, get mom her dream home in Ooty. Send them both on a cruise

Study Abroad

{Done!}

Get a tattoo

Read all the books I wanted to, meant to, have to, have bought to

Tango! Twist! Jive! Salsa!!!

Dance in a disco without being self conscious

Open a bookstore (small one -Serendipity- wooden floors, glass door with a bell that rings when it opens, latticed windows)

Get a dog. Name him Jack.

Learn to swim properly (and not just "I can save myself, if I have to")

In spite of 2 sessions(almost 30 classes) of driving, don't know how to start a car. Once that's done for me, I can drive (Big Deal). So - Learn how to start a car, drive, park...the whole nine yards

Learn how to ride a motorcycle. Then buy a Harley, go to Laddakh and vroooooooom-------!!!

Ride a horse in a wild open field in the middle of nowhere

Learn a foreign language

Learn how to play the Cello

Finish learning Bharatnatyam

Make a difference in at least one child's life

To earn enough for all of the above!

Get a job i can't wait to get to every morning

Play football in the rain

Scream myself hoarse cheering for India while watching a live India vs Pakistan match

Watch a live game of Federer vs Nadal (Which Federer wins), talk to Federer, get his autograph then die and go to heaven

Cricket woes

When I got a call from the VPM (Student's association of sorts, I'll explain later) saying they wanted me to come over to discuss the box cricket tournament they were hosting on Sunday, I had a sneaking suspicion that it wouldn't be regarding media coverage for the event (I handle Media publicity for VPM)
I'll be blunt - they want all the VPM volunteers and teams to play cricket on Sunday. Reason : They want the event to be all inclusive
My conclusion after reading between the lines : Since they have only one registration for the event....
Now, I'm all for the thing. Only problem is, I've never liked the game. Haven't even followed the over-hyped IPL, preferring to watch the French Open at the time. Of the few cricket matches I have seen, all involved India and Pakistan, and I watched them anticipating drama, rather than due to any love for the game.
Since I have played cricket only NEVER, I was going in to have fun. But that was until I saw several teams actually practising. So.
Now I have to borrow a bat from some friend, learn to bowl from dad AND learn to catch properly. Not that I'm a very girly girl, but please!!!!
match on Sunday. One thing is for sure : I refuse to get eliminated in the first round. Yeah!!!

Doggie Delights

After Bengali class on Sunday, Mom and I were making our way towards the gate when i spotted this honest-to-god cute black cocker spaniel, who was furiously wagging his short tail, and staring quite intently at something on the ground. I tried tugging mom towards Doggy, but mom was not in the mood to play. So i made my way over to Doggy, and realised that he was staring at a lemon, his nose almost touching it. I ruffled his head, but he wouldn't look up at me. I looked askance at the watchman, who said, "Kick it." I blinked. "The dog? no way!" "No, the lemon. Look.." and he proceeded to demonstrate, kicking the lemon to the other end of the parking lot. And, to my surprise, Doggy pelted after it, caught it, made his way back to us and dropped it at the man's feet. "Oh, he wants his exercise", mom smiled. She made her way to the sandwich wallah, and sensing my longing to play with Doggy, let me stay, till her sandwich was done. For 15 mins, i played with the tyke, whose name was Taurus. Taurus, apparently, has rules while playing; No.1 being : No touching his lemon. Since I wasn't overly anxious to touch the slobber covered lime, that worked out fine. Taurus, who was extremely clean btw (his coat was silky soft) is very good at playing Fetch. He even retrieved the lime from under a car and would alternately drop the lime at my feet, and then the watchman's. A fair dog. Never thought I'd see that one ;) I had to walk away after some time, but my first time playing with a dog had turned out great!