Current Depression and the Poona Phase...

Im back and a little depressed...now why im depressed is a little long story...but i'll cut it short...Basically my results are out....and theyr bad...quite expected for the amount of studies i put in...the last two years of secondary school were nothing but a waste...basically because it wasn't entirely what i wanted to do...

Anyway,why i took it so easy is basically because i always knew that what matters for me were my entrance marks for law...so i never worked...im regretting it a bit but...obviously nothing can be done...
but its a sense of relief...the end of those two years of obligatory study has finally come!...which i had to do just to get to the main aim...ie law...but i did have my share of fun, learning biology and chemistry and performing experiments in laboratories!!!
im cool now...no worries...just break into depression once in awhile when i hear stuff like...people getting into their desired institutes with the help of minority reservations and lower cut-offs...but again who's gonna change the system???
Ok ok don't cry...i noe its getting a little emotional out here...but hold on...

I NOW CONTINUE WITH THE FOURTH CHAPTER OF TJ'S LIFE...THE 3rd PLACE--POONA!!!!

Well...after around 4 years in Vizag, Papa got posted to Poona, which is a city in Maharashtra...Its also an army base...This is the place where i grew up...and the shitty phase of my life began...

I joined St Mary's High School in the summer of 1996...i think; im not too sure about the dates though....rough estimates...the school was close to a church by the same name...
Poona...a beautiful city in those days...God alone knows what's become of it now...the place where we lived had the landmark of 'Wanowrie Postoffice'..the PO was pretty creepy...my friends and i used to munch on super-sour tamarind leaves from the tree nearby!!!....wierd i noe!

Poona always reminds me of Goa somehow, i don't really know why...but it has a similar atmosphere to that of Goa...even though it didn't have beaches...it had a canopiesh-goa-ish-soft feel to it!!!...lol

Probably because we lived close to the church...Ok now the people in my house are getting hysterical and telling me to cut out the blogging for a while and go and study for the nxt entrance of mine....speaking of entrances i didn't get through any of the biggies...neither NLU nor NLS....sad i noe...time management was the backdraw....nyway...cheers...will update the Poona post sum other day...!!!!!...byezzz

Vizag and the Kiddie cronies!!

Aha...the chica's back!!!

Well i was on a so-called study break...ya right!...study break...Didn't touch my books after NLS!!...last minute studies for NALSAR...as usual...but surprisingly is wasn't a disaster!!Ok where was I last time...yeah...the sock-ripping incident...lol!

Vizag...twas sooooo much fun...all of us pals...like i said b'fore we were such simpletons...no hang-ups....no complexes...pure fun....hmmmmm...nostalgia.... :-(

The colony we lived in was called 'Naval Base'...beautiful place...peaceful...green...I remember my skating days...colossal fun...trust me!!I was awesome at skating....i've lost the knack now...waaaaaaaah....i would literally fly in that polo- shaped skating rink!!...and win all the races..haha

And the muddy playground of my school...dog and the bone games....man what fun...PTA meetings..aha!!!...My teacher would complain to my mum about guess what...not studies...i was brilliant...still unbelievable...she would tell my mum that everytime my pencil broke i'd chuck it into the dustbin!!!...not even think about a wonderful device called the 'sharpener'!!!...and u noe what, Im still like that!

And not to forget the fancy dress competition where i was made to dress up like a duck and sing "Old McDonald had a farm eeya eeya oo!!!!!!"...hahahaha!

Eating bourbon 24 x 7 wid frnds!!!

and yeah...on my 8th b'day or sumthin...me n moi best pals divya and sneha were made to sing a nursery rhyme or sumthin salled 'titli rani" (butterfly queen)....twas a cheepie song(not at that time though)....but we sang wid utmost glee!!!

and some uncle burst a balloon filled wid eclairs....and everyone got a toffee except me...i think i started crying!!
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we were jumpin on and bursting balloons thruout the evening!!

i remember the day i got this 'best student' award....shocking i know!!... blushing like a plum...and all shy...lol!!
Every morning my mama( read: mama not MOM!!) would religiously make my ponies and shower me with ponds talc!!!Papa would take us to his clinic once in a while...twas nice to see his equipment n stuff...lotsa fun!!pa n ma wud buy our clothes for us...soooo cute...now we'd obviously dread to think of that!!!

Our holiday to Arrakku Valley was a holiday in a lifetime...coz after dat we never really had a gud holiday...the chilled water...me and my bro passing poop behind bushes...lol...making water boats...pa taking me piggy back!...mosquito bites all night!
...mama becomin a nervous wreck at the sight of dingy stairs in a cave!!!

Obviously the Europe Holiday was there...but we became all fussy and formal biggies(me n moi bro).Unforgettable Days!!!..........Ive met most of my childhood friends....but they don't give a shit anymore...Obviously they have their own lives and they change wid time....but here, its a drastic change...sad....nyway...no gruesome tales here!!

so that was Vizag...next up is Pune..!

The birth of Terror Tina!!!...and kiddie days!!

2nd March 1989, sometime in the morning...at Asvini Hospital, Bombay, a nasty human bundle eventually named Tina James was born!!!
The resultant product of a naval doctor Emmanuel James and a Teacher Elizabeth James!!
Quite a nasty product must say...and not to forget, the sister of an unfortunate boy(now man) called Michael.

Life's been quite a camel ride(with great ups and lousy downs!!!)...Born in Bombay, stayed there for a year...so the metro became my first love and it still is.

My Papa (as i call him...not Dad..Gonna avoid being fashionable with words esp when it comes to words i don't use!)...yeah so my Papa's in the Navy...he's got a transferable job...so the four of us would skip and jump from one naval base to another...sometimes an army base...

Our transfers after my birth were Bombay to Cochin to Vishakapatnam to Pune and then back to my first love Bombayyyy!!!!

I don't remember my neonatal days of Bombay and Cochin...But Vishakapatnam a.k.a Vizag...always had fond memories.

I did my nursery, first and second grade in Vizag.
I was in Naval Public School,Vizag. Amazing place...i had awesome friends...our little family was happy...we'd go for holidays up hillstations n stuff...parents were probably happy coz me n moi brother were just bachchas(kids!)...no trouble yet!!

I remember a few of my friends, Divya-Radhika-Navita-Sneha...a few others...we were innocent little dumplings...good girls...all of us...we'd study well...listen to our mama-papa, play in the evenings in Naval park...with barbies, redsandstone(draw our hopscotch grid!!),gulmohar flowers(we'd take out the anthers n filaments and have miniature swordfights wid them!!)....

recently i was told by my friend(navita) that i was naughty at school...i said i didn't remember any incident...she then told me that i would rip apart my own socks and go n tell the teacher that Navita tore them..!!...quite unbelievable...