Travel diaries: the commencement!the journey!!

so finally here it is..!! my travelogue..!!the trip to mumbai with my two best friends..!!it was (and is actually)special because we girls were on our own for the very first time ever!!freedom and independence is the sweetest sauce of all i have eventually learnt..!uh..well specially for 19 smthing girls like us!!okay well...back to the topic( i have this very irrritating habit of deviating from the main subject)..hmm so..as it is always with my life...perfection and normalcy have a thing against me...!nothing ..i say ABSOLUTELY NOTHING can ever go right with me!it never did..it never does..it never will!!aargh x( ..! now we departed in the evening of 23rd of may...!it was what you'd call an utterly chaotic,tumultuous day!(hey the last two lines rhymed ;)) here's an point-to-point account of the events (and situations) that unfolded its havoc on me that eventul day!

SITUATION 1 : tickets not confirmed.what can be more shocking than getting a call from the guaranteer of your train tickets two hours before your departure,telling you that your tickets have not been confirmed and 95% wont be as well.??yeah..you wouldnt even want that to happen with you in your worst nightmare! then think about me!! i was happily doing away my last minute packing...when this happened..leaving me sprawled flat across the floor and my eyes open wide and blank..(my dad who happened to enter the room almost thought that his daughter has got an seizure attack and started shaking me out of panic.).several minutes later..when it had all absorbed into me..i gained composure and called the guy back.This situation was caused by some unidentified-probably haughty-scum-0f-a-small politcian..who found only that day of all the days in the year to travel in the same train with his "train" of followers!ugh!fate as it is! what followed was utter chaos..hair tugging..panic moments..making numerous calls etc! just half an hour before..i got the golden and most relieving of relieving news."that two out of three tickets have been cnfirmed"..phew!

SITUATION 2:tanvi's dad deciding not to send her to mumbai with us at the last moment

another rip-off....!one situation tackled somehow...when another stood with its idiotic face infront of me..!Tanvi's(my friend)dad got furious over this confirmation thing and refused her to go with us.!its ironically humourous how all odds find their way to me!her dad was raging!! it was after some 5-6 calls from anjali(my another friend)and i,lots of persuation,bawling and falling-on-her dad's legs(probably)from tanvi's side..that he finally gave in!she was coming again!aah! *triumph triumph* :D

SITUATION 3:the furious uncle,even more furious anjie,the tiff and all that followed next..

I spoke that pretty soon ,didnt i?:X( i alyways tend to forget that its my life..normal that it isnt at all;)..well we happily got to board the train..the three of us.Excitement got the best of us and there we were getting all hyperactive and shouting in the bogey like3 immature pesky 8-year olds!ofcourse we were getting disgusting and suspicious glances from all the elderlies around us..! the happiness was short-lived thoughcuz right on the next station boarded the other seat owners.one of them an elderly couple.As soon as they enterd the bogey,the gentleman started shouting..RUDELY on us to leave his seats and gradually much to our annoyance began throwing away our luggage.!!Anjie being the short-wired one lost hers.!and gave the man back!!tanvi and i sensing trouble pulled her away from seat..and let the man do according to his own will..!! 1 hour later we were found sitting and staring at each other on the end of the seats surrounded by boring peace-loving grown-ups.!silent and bored.

SITUATION 4:claustrophobic + twisted necks+darkness

the grown ups had to sleep..night had befallen..!!to make space for them to sparwl on,we three had to move to the top seats..!!well the topmost seats arent meant to sit upright..it doesnt accomodate that much headspace because of the ceiling of the train.!but there we were..not two but THREE physically matured humanbeings trying to sit in that cramped two foot area.!the result was this:=tanvi's long legs over me..our luggage under anjie's stone head ..me cramped somewhere in the corner.! after sometime we somehow managed to settle in and were enjoying midnight snack with gossip when suddenly the nosy grown-ups decided to switch off all the lights rendering us in the darkness.and that too without a warning.!!how polite was that.there was no space to spread the bedsheets even...no headroom..no light..then there was this tanvi's unrelenting bum which was continuosly in fight with me for space.two hours later..i found myself wide awake staring in darkness..i faintly called out to the other two..!anjie answered me with her loud snores..tanvi with an pitiful hmmph!

SITUATION 5-a beautiful morning in the train near the bathroom.

unable to sleep..we woke up at 7:00 am to the sound of rumbling train...chaiwalals..babies bawling and to the trembling of the cabin.! luking down from our bumks we found the fellow travellers still sleeping..some with stupid smile on their faces..others with mouth idiotically open and saliva drooling out from it.!tanvi was fast asleep..so anjie and i unable to stand a minute in that cramped bunk..decided to get down and go near the doors., !!the scenery passing by was amazing with passing hills and dry forests of madhya pradesh in the nice mellow morning light.!!there too we were rebuked by one of the railway staff for opening the door of a moving train.we couldnt go back to our seats too as people were still sleeping on them..niether we were allowed to open the doors,,,so we decided to sit on the floor near it ..and see the views thru that small window at its base.the door was next to the bathroom..and we were giving the image of those poor ticketless travellers who have to travel sitting on the floor next to the bathroom.It were good three hours that we spent there..!!huh!:}

After this the rest of the journey was pretty pleasant..!! infact fun..!ith all the grown ups giving us blessings...and advices and things..!it was good!! at 8:00 in the evening we finally ...yes FINALLY reached our destination!!!MUMBAI!!!:D

 
herez one of the several prized moments spent in the mumbai boundb train.:)

naturally supernatural!!!!!!

strikes back the insomaniac again!!!ah..i am almost contemplating to change my blogs name from 'the shimmering beans" to the "midnight escapedes of a nocturnal mudblood" :P so long soo boring..yeah yeah i know!!!anyway...there's some reason behin such a long comeback(everything has a reason behind it its you only who says this..isnt it?;)).my summer break has begun..actualy its almost a month...!!am in the city of dreams as we call mumbai in india!!This two whole weeks here with my two of my friends was an adventure in itself...i will soon be posting about my "travel diaries" very soon!!!you will find it hilarious and so unusual...-_- as everything is always about me..nothing right..nothing perfect!!! aargh!!:X
hmm..but today its just something else..i was getting so nostaligic about my blog.my "shimmering beans". I have been noticing several phsycotical changes in me.!my diturbing degree of inclination towards the supernatural things has certainly taken a toll on me..:P i think so atleast.!!!underneath every innocent thing,person,incident i seek some deeper hidden meaning!only yeterday....i saw this old haggard woman screaming and chiding some unseen creature..!!!!!probably it must be some demon or malignant spirit which has embarked itself upon her..or perhaps something more malice!!0_O now thats what i think,,,thats what i have derived oyt of it on my owm.my sister and other normal people around me have a sound reason for her..they say she is mentally ill..get it in your juxtaposed mind niharika mishra.aargh.mentally ill..my foot..i am very sure its something else.!!
well..today is the lunar eclipse..the biggest in the century.its believed in india that during this period all the evil powers are at their peakest of peak!!!its what we call " a black night" when we are not supposed to eat anything till the time its over.preggers are ept away as much as possible from bein exposed to the eclipse.its a mayhem at santoriums around the world..!yeah..its a period of evil and malice..dead and bad!!!=__+ no wonder the pitch dead blackness of the night today..so unusual!and the sudden cold wind blowing outside..thats even rattling the windows of the apartment!!!!am sure they are around and everywhere!!BEWARE!!!!!!muhahahaha!!!!!+_+

the story of a long lost liitle diary :) :)

Though i hate cleaning up my room as much as i hate the bittergourd veggie my mom forces down me for dinner(just like she forces me into this clean-up thing much to my annoyment >| ) but surprisingly this time it did something good to me..something that made me proud and happy over myself that i obliged into doing it..unwillingly it was however!!

Dragging along the room,picking up things inanimetdly and putting them in places where they OUGHT to be but wer'nt..the monotony of which was begining to take over me and slumber was just going to hit me,when i noticed this dusty square thing lying abandoned and forgotten(since i dont know when) in the far off corner of my onbboard.it was weighed don by several of my old clothes..books and stuffs(wait did i forgot to say a pair of old torn sneakers too :O)..!pulling it out..i immediately recaptured what it was..!! a surge of old memories..rushed through me and with that old dusty leather bound almanac i sat on the floor admist all the clump and mess..with an odd smile fanning slowly across my face.....

"Our little diary" the cover read...written in scrawly handwriting and decorated with kiddie "pink" and "blue" colour with uneven and undefined shapes dotting the whole front in golden and silver glitter colour; i clearly remember bro buying those tube glitters(that were very new and expensive in the market at that time) with his saved money..and i was so amazed by all of it as a kid that i cried and bawled my way to using those colours much to the annoyance of my brother who happens to be elder to me-the reason behind all my wicked acompolishments as a kid (being the youngest one in the household helps):P.Anyway back to what we were talking about(sorry i have this nasty habit of deviating from the subject evrytime).Our grandpa had gifted the brown leather almanac to bro.Well without any special occasion.HE always used to gift us something that would help us enhance and pol"ish our literery skills;and bro had always been into writing..so the motive behind that small token that day.:).Yet again,fascinated by the beauty of little cushioned diary and jealous that it wasnt for me but for bro i threw up a drama once again.My demand-i should be given that alamanc.After almost an hour of unsuccesful attempts to pacify bro and me respectively the issue was finally decided by the grown-ups that it would be an "combined' diary owned both by me and bro in which we were to put our daily ancedotes and stuffs.So it was settled...atleast for me and grown-ups(bro wasnt happy at all..i still remember the grumpy face he sat with the whole day).Peace took its place again in geeta sadan,d-95/6,indira nagar,lucknow,u.p.india (the address of my place)

Even as a pesky little 6-year old' i was alwyas intrested in any sort of art.The idea of decorating the diarly,"our diary" excited me to no end,even though i was threatened into dire consequequences by brother if i dared try decoring his almanac.I paid no heed.!and one evening when he had happily gone to play cricket with the local kids in the neighbourhood..i sneaked into his room,pulled out the thing and his newest possesion of "glitter colours" and painted up the whole front in adition lovingly jot down those 3 letters of ownership "our little diary" onto the top of it.

What followed was a mini apocalypse at home.My geeky 12 year old brother found out his "almanac of intellect" now turned into something like my-first-little-diary ,the one which are gifted to kids on their birhdays by uncles and aunts they probably dont even recognise-all thanks to his puny 6 year old sister.Allegedly i was thrashed up,my hair pulled out and my barbie's hairstyle cut into a mix of mohawk and crewcut by my vindictive annoyed bro.He in turned was bite into several places of his body(he was hurting all over,until by night we discoverd the actual spots which had turned blue and black.i counted 15 of them =P), slapped by mom twice,scolded over by dad and was snubbed for the week.I was left off with a slight rebuff.I know you must be feeling very sorry for my bro and might be thinking what a witch(or bitch) of a thing i was but hold on..i might have been naughty and wicked but not at all emotionless and feeling-less.I felt very pathetic and ashamed.The following day i went to him and cried my heart appologised and even when he didnt budge i lied down on the floor(flat on my stomach i remember) and held his ankle and bawled out.He finally gave in.Happily we carried on the decoration work..this time i let him do it without any protests and started managing our diary happily "TOGETHER" form that day onwards.Over the years we contributed much to that beauty of a diary.Ancedotes..stickers..photographs..random cutouts...tazos(rember those round little things that used to come free with evry pack of lays and cheetos and held the pictures of famous toons of those times) etc untill we grew up and bro moved out for studies.Thats when our liitle diary retired into a corner of our house,only to be forgotten and to be pulled out like this years later.!

Am 19 now and accidently discovering this lovely little thing was delighting.It brought back all those bitter-sweet sugary memories of a time which is now so dreamlike;so distant,wonderful and innocent that its even hard to believe it ever existed.Its amazing how you come across those long lost and forgotten memoirs and memontoes of your past accidently and even more amazing is the fact that how they seem intacting all those beautiful memories afresh;that when you touch them,feel them you find yourslf back into the past as if you are re-living it.

The beauty of it all-simply unreal and exquisite..and how!!


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thats bro my aunt and me.this picture as taken around the same time as this diary incident.i thougt you would be intrested in seeing the gawky siblings mentioned throughout the post here.:)

unfaded memoirs..

am sitting on the favrioute part of my terrace...the part which is obstructed from prying eyes of the jobless neighbours...the part which is attached to the small orchard behind the house..and the part which is DARK..where the neighrhood light fails to make its way.its just me..the darkness..and the silence all around .The two euclayptus tree..my mates.. hang over the wall...only their black sillhoutes visible againstthe red sky..!The wind..the cold ..steady breeze continuously hit me..!instinctivly i remove the hairband and let my hair loose.. TO let the wind play though it..to toss it around...!its kind of mutual..i like the wind going through my hair.givving it the much needed breathe..and putting up that little rebellion together!invigorated further i plug in my earphones...and start playing james blunt...! and that does it...am carried away..away in the most beautiful world ever created..the world which is just mine..the one created by me...just for me!!i lean back against the wall..look up..stare at the sky..stare at the stars..stare away into oblivion..and wonder in awe at the inexplicable existance of it all..the universe..!after several minutes of this silence tryst betwixt me and the sky above..i close my eyes with blunt softly cooing about his girl and unachieved love story..into my ears.;slowly i drift to where i belonged or more "want to belong even yet";i see him giving that loving gaze as he always used to give me..that special look..that was jeaolusly "mine"..only mine.!one by one all those faded memories with him...like some motion picture jump alive and start playing infront of my eyes..!my heart goes hysterical..starts beating as if theres no tomorrow..!the more i try to dwell into it harder ,expecting to fall back into the time..the more it fades away..until the wind turned into a gust and slappd me hard..pulling me out of the trance...a trance that i would die for to get into again..the trance that can nothing omniscent could ever replace...!! back into reality which wasnt anymore as transcedental as before...;the wind wasnt anything near to a "breeze"..it was picking up..making way for a storm.!the sky which had been so omniscent few minutes ago suddenly seemed so hostileb!Blunt sounded irate..and the trees above,my mates, looked sad and mournful..! As of me...am dazed..angry...and irked..! that unexplained hollow pain in the gut made it way again..as it does everytime since we broke up!am scared lonely and desolate!!and the pain is gettin on my nerves!holding tight...i curl up into a ball as small as possible..shunning myself from the world around.."my world".!
after this initial minutes of isolation passed..the strange pain ceased..i could now think sanely..yea..i am sane again.!few quick deep inhales..and am near to okay..! i look up..look around.close my eyes for a brief moment!a thought crosses me and i smile to myself..!!happy and content.

"maybe it was destined for just a short period of time but it nonetheless was the most beautiful thing ever "

mom...moral...and monster(well literally.)

alright.its 1:25 am..and the fact is that am scared... petrified to the extent that am frozen at my place..on my bedtop at the farthest end.My throat is parched and its screaming at my brains(probably) to send signals to my muscles nerves to move their asses(i guess they dont have one...i wasnt a very good science student u see) and get me moving to the kitchen to drink some water...but my brain aint that intelligent ...either its sending the wrong signals.or either my muscles and body parts are stubborn enough to not move..going to kitchen would mean going through the dark hallway and den the dark kitchen...and am scared already..what if i confront some translucent lady in white staring at me in the hallway or some headless malignent spirit standing outside the kitchen window..oh crap writing this isnt helping either ..its scaring the shit out of me even more,,..!!
what was the noise outside my bedroom just now...!is their somebody out there...or am i really imagining it!!and what about the strange shadow at the window...!!oh crap oh crap oh crap!!o_0
all this horror talks since the past two days..the movies and the all those stupid research yesterday and today has gone overboard i guess...!the queen of spook is spooked up herself!!(shit i heard some noise again!!)its 1:29 at night...am all alone in my room..and am hearing things...its not good at all..not at all...!i need to calm down..(takes a deep breath)...ah!lord hanuman's chalisa..yeah!thats what am gonna read out..my mom says it keeps away all spirits and evils....if smthing evil comes near me i wil probably read it aloud and maybe some magical power wil escape me and strike the evil thing *swoosh* and will turn it into ashes..suddenly filling the room ith bright bright light..*tinkles twinkles*...okay..enough of my idiotic figments of imaginations..(thats what watching hindi horror shows like aahat and sshh koi hai does to you..cleans away all ur logics and intelligenc like cleenex XD) ..okay here i go ..(starts chanting hanuan chalisa) *suddenly some useless gali ke kutte(street dogs)find my the place outside my window the best place to start a brawl (...probaby over some lolita type bitch :P)* (scream)*mommieeeee*(shoots under my blankie crying mom mom only to emerge 10 mins later and continue with this)...am all good now...with the feeling like another van helsing..yeah!
moral of the story-
1.it doesnt matter how older you grow...at the time of trouble.ur mom is what you scream for..


2-the above kind of people are...wel...simply.....immatured morons..



3- i am a moron.*sigh*


peace.

and the pichas i took...!

i was just wondering that its high time i should post something intresting before you really start contemplating over the fact that my sole intention of starting this blog was to write shit.



thats not true though...


....or maybe it is....:P

anyway so today i will be posting some of my own clicks...thought it would be intersting to certain people..i didnt really know where to start from as i have a huge collection..so i zeroed in on the pic that i won a consolation for in my college photo exhibition.

when love is nothing more than the raindrops on my window..

umm..this is from first attempt at fashion photogarphy.
the shooting location-my home
model-my friend..tanvi.
camera used-canon sx120 is (i have an a digi cam for now will be gtting an dslr very soon)
theres a bit of editing done here through photoshop(and it is horrible i know)

2.the pic below is from the same photoshoot.

the irony of its all..the innocent butterfly or the uncanny looks..

same location,same camera used and same model...photoshop air-bruhed.
th^_^
p.s- i love the looks tanvi gives for any of the pichas...shez my muse!


3.again from the very same shoot

me,,my solitude..and just the sky to share...

location-my terrace
model-anjali..! (mu another muse!)
camera-the same
i just changed the background here..!it gives it a more solitaire look..the blue effcect is what completes it!


well this much for today...will be posting a bevy of new ones very soon!!
xoxo ^_^

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when wretchedness befalls with all its glory..

its 4:15 in the morning..m still staring at the screen..!!i have this misty thing coming infrnt of my eyes...its a zoom in zoom out kind off situation..!!m tired..m sleep-deprived..my head is hurting..and m irate!!very very!! i just came to catch a glimpse of the pretty mirror that sits in my room against my..front wall(facing me all the times as if stalking me *gets the creeps*)oh yea and what i saw in d mirror ws some forlorn looking wretched....with ruffled clothes...messy hair...huge ugly dark circlular things under her eyes...shrivelled nose and cheeks!! scared that i already was...this triggerd me off!! i screamed and sudddnely i realized she screamed to..just at the same time ...!!!surprised..scared and that weird of a feeling named "curosity"egging me on frm insides...i put up my hand..and what the fuck..she puts hers up too..!!i tilt my head she tilts herss too!!!! and afr 5 mins of unrestrained foolery..it dawns upon me "oh that wretched is u niharika"!!!here comes enligthnment..a tryst with the truth;and there there goes my alter-ego..my hypertension..frustration agitation or whatever..*swoosh*into the air!!!! the only thing crippling me alll over- GOSH!!!!DO I LUK SO UTTERLY HORRIBLE!!!
that prompts me to make a note right away -
- take care of my health
-get rid off those horrid eye circles.wil probbly go to the market and get a gud eye gel..
-get a nice or maybe the best(if i have enough bucks) moisterizer.
-drink tons of water from now on.-
-get my beauty sleep..no matter what
-what a shit. forget all of the crap written above.and get back to reading the history of photography.thats what gonna come in the exam.
(crumples up the note into ball and aimes at the mirror,..whic fells two feet before.loser evrytime.all the time
*sigh* and life could'nt be better)-_-