Explore My Mind

I have finally managed to hack my template without messing up with the codes. Few days back, I had put up a new green & white template. But that didn't last for long, as the javascript codes that I included in my template were giving many too many errors!!



I tried integrating de.li.ci.ous and quicktags, live-preview and emoticons for the blogger comment form. I was not successful at it so I decided to go for something SIMPLE...



1. New Template : This is supposed to be originally a Wordpress template and it has been customized for Blogger. The theme is called Ambiru



2. Custom Header Image : I have customised the original header image of Ambiru to suit my blog.

3. Categories : I have installed manual javascript categories. Refer to YLCF for the actual version. UNDER DEVELOPMENT!Phydeaux Categories using Delicious and Javascript



4. Reverse Archive List : Blogger does not support reversed archive list. It shows the old archives on the top and the new ones at the bottom. I was not satisfied with this, so I took the help of the hack written by Roverberg



5. Browservulsel's Custom Blogger Form



6. Pages : that leads to my profile, photo gallery, linkroll




In the near future, I will be adding some more features to the Blogger comment system here. That's all for me! Do drop in your comments and suggestions about the new look!

Time for celebration! I have finally managed to break free from the four walls of my room. I was waiting for Devilish Angel (the chick from Blogdrive with a 3 months old dead blog) to come back from India and rescue me... But there was no sight of her at all!



I thought I would die any day - out of BOREDOM, ofcourse!



I cannot possibly go roaming outside!



Horribly clean and barren roads, 'SICK' bachelors and extremely hot weather that can turn you into a roasted chicken. Seriously! Anybody in his/ her right frame of mind, would never dream of venturing out in the afternoon.



So, you must be wondering what I did in order to break free from BOREDOM...



Started working? -- Nah!

Got a new hobby? -- No re!

Found a brand new 'MAALI'? - Ahem! No dumbo!




No guesses? Well, I joined the GYM along with my mom! Yes - the gym.... It's not that I hate the 'framework' of my body and I care to break my bones. But I wish to have a perfectly sculpted body ..just like our macho Salman Khan ... Or perhaps something more feminine like, Jimmy Shergill ** oink! oink! **



Ok! Seriously, I would be like to be as slender as the sultry Shilpa Shetty. Oh Boy! What a figure she has....!



The gym that I have joined, have female members of all ages and nationalities. A majority of them are Asians. And as usual, a large section of these Asians are Keralites! No offense meant, but I see them everywhere! They are on the streets, in shops, schools, on TELEVISION (the CABLE GUY has put channels like AsiaNet, Jeevan Tv, etc.) and in my building!!!!!!



They are always babbling something in Malayalam.



The place where I live has become a mini-Kerala or you can say Keralafornia (as in California! ) YUCK!



Out of every 5 good looking guys, 3 of them are Keralities. I can tell you that I had a crush on 5 guys so far, 2 of them happened to be a Keralite and the rest of them are from Bangladesh, Karnataka and Jharkand. So you see, the actual and the assumed statistics is almost the same!



The worst part is that the people here think I am a Keralite since I look like one. It's not the first time that people have mistaken me to be a Keralite - it has happened several times in the past. Allow me to narrate this incident at the gym to you...



A girl in the gym was actually teaching us steps in aerobics. During the whole session, she was only looking at me and explaining me the steps in Malayalam. She completely ignored my mother and some other females.



After we finished doing aerobics, I noticed that she was looking at me while I was working out on a machine.



She stopped doing her exercise and came walking towards me. She asked me,



She : Where are you from?

Me : Goa..

She : (surprised) Goa?!? I thought you were from Kerala. (Turning towards another female) Doesn't she look like a Malayalee?


Other female : Yes, she does..



She never spoke to me much there after!



Aaaah! So you see things like this happen... I am only scared that if I carry on staying here, I will forget that I am a Goan.



My dad always tells me no matter what, he doesn't want to see his newly born grand-children wearing 'loongi' (the traditional 'dhoti' for the Keralite men). Only baby napkins allowed! LOL!

Ladies and Gentlemen - I have got news for you :)



The population of India has become less by 0.0000......0001%!!! All thanks to me :p



Yes, I have left India...



After spending 3 months in India, I couldn't think of staying there much longer.



I will be dropping a year and studying for the Entrance Exams to be held next year. Medicine is meant for me. I don't think I will be happy doing any other course.



Luckily for me, my parents have supported my decision. They are not in a hurry to put me in a college and finish their task of educating me. They just want me to be happy.



I need this support especially when most of my relatives are not on my side. They keep saying,



"Only those who have enough money can do medicine."


"Why don't you do some computer course and start working?"


"It's not good to lose a year. Study MBBS in China!"



I am totally tired with all their advices and sacarstic remarks. The events that are taking place in my life right now, reminds me of the years in the past.



Almost 10-9 years ago, my family was in a financial crisis, due to which I had to discontinue my
studies and go back to India. I did not go to school for nearly two years. Later, my mom took me out of India and managed to put me in a school.



I thank the Principal of my school for giving me a chance to study, despite the fact that I did not answer the interview properly. She put me in Class 5 when I was supposed to be in Class 7.



After that, there was no looking back ... I took my books to be my companion and studied hard.



I was given a double promotion from Class 5 to Class 7 after the last exams. I have not done Class 6 at all.



Today, I have finished Class 12 with a decent 89% in aggregate.



This may seem like a perfect fairy tale. But I had my shares of trouble too. Before my mom could put me in school again, I met one of my distant relatives. When he heard that I wasn't in school for two years, he asked my mom to allow me to work as a maid. Here, a maid earns more than whay they earn in India. He even made a bet with my mom that I will not get admission anywhere!



His words are still etched in my mind.



I wish I could meet him and tell him that he has lost his bet in a big way! But I have no idea where he lives now... I haven't heard from him for years.



Today, it's just the same as what it was few years back.. The only difference is that : now I want to concentrate on framing my career and the distant relative has now been replaced by some of my close relatives.



It's definitely a great feeling when you have your parents on your side. If I don't get into Medicine next year, I will end up taking Nursing as my career.