By Nisha
Throughout my 3 years of studying in this course, I've come to realize that most of the projects that were given to us, which took up almost half of our semesters are all 'unpharmacy' related subjects. Like today, I've been staring at my comp. screen for almost four hours just figuring out how the hell to make a beautiful DVD cover for my multimedia project. Then again a week ago, sat down for hours just to become skilled at how to extract audio from DVDs and not overlooking the week before that; to transform CD formatted songs to MP3 and split it. I dono why, but I think at the end of the day, I might even end up being one of those pirated CD queens instead of a Pharmacist..
By Nisha
As usual the other day I was complaining to my uncle on how dull my life has become ever since I took up this course, and how beautiful life would have been if I were to take up something I get pleasure from doing; like dancing perhaps. And he simply replied "bete, you have to realize the difference between passion, interest, dream and career, and then and then only you will do well". And I as usual, feeling dim-witted, asking myself -what the hell is the difference?
Ok so my passion is dancing, my interest is dancing and I so want my dream to be dancing with my charming dance teacher to come true, then why cant my career be a dancer too? And he easily said- 'ya but if that’s the way, you will hate dancing for the rest of your life, just like you hate your path right now'.
Really?? Well I don't think so..err maybe, but not because I'm exposed to it everyday (the reason my uncle gave), but because of the back pain, bruises on my feet and not disregarding the heart ache seeing my married adorable dance teacher everyday. :-)
p/s- I might love dancing, but I'm not a good dancer-still learning, from my dance teachers, and Nads..hehe..
By Nisha
I just got back from my 'farm house' in Rompin. Y farm house? Well it's a house (shop hse), surrounded by farm house like things-chickens, turkeys, cows, dogs and snakes. ;-) so neway I had great fun down there, with all my cousins and my friend, Pinache, a fren from London. At first before going there we had already warned her about how badly developed that place was- only 2 rows of shops, with no junk food shop around so that when she saw the real thing (4 rows of shops and lots of Mamak stalls), it wouldn't look so bad to her. Thankfully the drive down there with thick tropical forests surrounding us didn’t scare her enough to drive us back to KL.
Nevertheless we reached there, and surprisingly she loved the two days stay there. She spends about 10 pounds shopping there, saw the friendly neighborhood, how the real diversity of culture and how visiting was done. In fact the night before her last day there, we had a big street party (not like Bangsar but the Rompin style-at the end of the road there was a big platform built for lion dance and other shows), and at the same time a Indian chariot came out and the shows were voluntarily stopped to give way to the other ceremony. It was simple enough, and yet everyone was saying-these are the true Malaysians. There was a cultural clash and yet, they can compromise.
And on the final day, before she left, she said the true Malaysia lies in the rural areas of Malaysia, and not in the big cities. And I for once, could not agree more..
By Nisha
Just yesterday in the lab Preethi asked me what I did for Valentines Day n I replied – SLEEP!!. Well yah that is like the best way for me to spent the so called unforgettable day. Call it boring or sad, it is just the only thing I enjoy doing now days besides talking to my guy. But then again, back to the story, after she told me what she did on that day, we just concluded that we were way out of the fact that V-Day is the only lovey-dovey day. For me it's just another day, with only beyond belief things going on around us. Literally beyond belief. I mean what’s with the all red theme? It's so much similar to CNY. Why can't it be pink, or purple, or the beautiful turquoise? And what's with the changed balloon shape? And the expensive Rm80 roses which you can buy 8 dozens on normal day? And also not forgetting the expensive dinner reservations, or a long queue just to eat KFC? Gosh!! Is it V-Day? Or Bizarre Day?
By Nisha
V-day today was kind of 'perfect'. It started out with me waking up late, dressing up extraordinarily, and rushing to class just to see college being three quarter empty. Then I had to strain my eyeballs out listening to Mr.L going on and on about some immunoassay. Later went for lunch only to discover there wasn't any food left (don't ask who ate. Martians I think). When back home to have a packet of MAGGI, and of course after that landed perfectly on my bed, just to make sure that I was completely awake for my 4-6 class. But of course being me who have already comfortably positioned myself on the bed, couldn’t bare the thought of leaving my bed just to go for some class that I have been 'attending' every week since the 1st week and so I skipped that class, only to find out later I unintentionally missed the class before that too. How perfect isn't it so far? But that was not all. Later at night, went to PASAR MALAM, as usual buying everything but whatever was in the 'shopping list', got back home, and then the real party begins. Nads and me, all alone, in the hall, with dark surroundings, dancing to the maks!! First ENGLISH songs followed by Hindi songs. It was kind of funny since when songs were been played, I was constantly dancing my normal Bollywood steps while Nads busy with her HIP-HOP style even when DHOOM2 was been played. Was a good exercise though, both sweaty and greasy by the time we finished. The rest was normal after that, both studying, and finally now, after writing this post, Im gonna get my beauty sleep before I turn into a panda again. :-)
By Nisha
The breeze is blowing tenderly towards my face.. Its already 2 in the morning and yet there are loud music from the party upstairs. Colorful fire crackers are burnt and burst just opposite my window. Cheerful screams can be heard distant away indicating the joyous moment. Everything is so full of life. Everyone seems so happy, celebrating the moment with their loved ones. But the only thing that is making me happy is the thought that tomoro’s class is starting late. Sleeping...resting peacefully... What a wonderful start for the V-day.
Happy Valentines day everyone..
