Yeah well that's what it is. Long uncalled for hiatus from a blog I promised I'd write every day. Auditors at work, missing classes left right and center, practical class speeding by leaps and bounds. We have done Gaa Komal. It's something I know I scribbled something profound about in my notebook margin. It was Nii komal that really felt like flowers blooming and rainbows sprouting from every inch of the surroundings.
Witty professor LIED to me so now he is the Lying witty professor. Okay FINE! He didn't lie. He joked. But it was a cruel joke. He said I am AM's best student. And then went back on his word. Meanwhile I had woken Lala up in the middle of the night and he almost had a heart attack. I hadn't spoken to him in over a couple of weeks and I call him in the middle of the night, he thought I was dying or was in some sort of trouble. Then we both celebrated by yelling out our yays. I felt like such an idiot when I found out it wasn't true. I missed so many classes I hardly know anything that goes on in Western theory any more. This weekend was all dedicated to M and qavvaali. The qavvaal bachcha from my class kept smiling at me when I was trying to control my laughter. He doesn't know my crazy laugh situation. I am a bane to any performer friend usually forbidden to be part of the audience because I always make everyone laugh. They were sitting too close, his father would've hit me with the harmonium. Good death but I still won't have made it to first page so not good enough. I'll beat him up if he discusses with his friends that he saw me all dressed up. I like my maasi image at NAPA. Mental note: Have to bully him into never leaving qavvaali whatever frikkin' thing he decides to do with a piano, he is damned good at it and there's a legacy to be kept up with. I hope he doesn't mess up in the love to be a Rock Star and has some brains as opposed to other kids his age *groan* I don't think if anything winds me up more than immaturity. The tablaanawaz's son and the silent singer are both kinda scared of me.Good. I love bullying them. They need to be kept in check. Hyperactive little things! Witnessed some rehearsal last week for an event commemorating Noor Jehan. Lovely punjabi numbers, kept singing them for a while. I don't know why people get so excited when they see celebrities. Why can't we treat them like normal human beings? I'm sure they'd appreciate that. Also only because they are celebrities doesn't mean they're awesome people too. Most of them tend to disappoint you on a personal level so I am always sort of annoyed in general about the whole starry eyed meet-a-celebrity deal. Kash just emailed about an evening with IK. now that's what I call a set up for true eye candy. In other news I just realised how much I miss Kashif Hussain bhaeeeee! Kojak must return soon. Sadness is happening.
Witty professor LIED to me so now he is the Lying witty professor. Okay FINE! He didn't lie. He joked. But it was a cruel joke. He said I am AM's best student. And then went back on his word. Meanwhile I had woken Lala up in the middle of the night and he almost had a heart attack. I hadn't spoken to him in over a couple of weeks and I call him in the middle of the night, he thought I was dying or was in some sort of trouble. Then we both celebrated by yelling out our yays. I felt like such an idiot when I found out it wasn't true. I missed so many classes I hardly know anything that goes on in Western theory any more. This weekend was all dedicated to M and qavvaali. The qavvaal bachcha from my class kept smiling at me when I was trying to control my laughter. He doesn't know my crazy laugh situation. I am a bane to any performer friend usually forbidden to be part of the audience because I always make everyone laugh. They were sitting too close, his father would've hit me with the harmonium. Good death but I still won't have made it to first page so not good enough. I'll beat him up if he discusses with his friends that he saw me all dressed up. I like my maasi image at NAPA. Mental note: Have to bully him into never leaving qavvaali whatever frikkin' thing he decides to do with a piano, he is damned good at it and there's a legacy to be kept up with. I hope he doesn't mess up in the love to be a Rock Star and has some brains as opposed to other kids his age *groan* I don't think if anything winds me up more than immaturity. The tablaanawaz's son and the silent singer are both kinda scared of me.Good. I love bullying them. They need to be kept in check. Hyperactive little things! Witnessed some rehearsal last week for an event commemorating Noor Jehan. Lovely punjabi numbers, kept singing them for a while. I don't know why people get so excited when they see celebrities. Why can't we treat them like normal human beings? I'm sure they'd appreciate that. Also only because they are celebrities doesn't mean they're awesome people too. Most of them tend to disappoint you on a personal level so I am always sort of annoyed in general about the whole starry eyed meet-a-celebrity deal. Kash just emailed about an evening with IK. now that's what I call a set up for true eye candy. In other news I just realised how much I miss Kashif Hussain bhaeeeee! Kojak must return soon. Sadness is happening.
