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Travelling on the tube seems to turn humans into vultures. Okay, so maybe that’s a slight exaggeration, but there are clearly three types of people who inhabit the underground. You get the predators, who have a eagle eye for an empty seat and pounce across the carriage as soon as one becomes available. Then you get those who seem to be wrapped up in invisible bubble wrap – no matter what they won’t move down into the space in the carriage. And finally those who clearly want everyone to know they exist. They will sprawl their paper across their lap (and mine), or irritate the entire carriage with their own music.

Last week I found myself in an awkward situation. I was on the Metropolitan Line, travelling home after yet another long day. Tired, hungry and did I mention hungry. Anyway, I’m sitting on a three-seater seat, perched next to the window. There’s a fairly large man, six foot five to be exact, who I’ll call Aisle Man sitting on the aisle seat. The space between us would fit a small child.

Man Number Two enters. He sees the small space and is determined to fit. Here we go, I think to myself.

Aisle Man points out: “I know this is a three seater seat, but I’m big, you’re not going to fit.”

Man Number Two replies: “This seat was made for three. I will fit.”

Typical male characteristics may I just point out. Too much testosterone and lose of common sense as you will soon realise.

So in Man Number Two climbs in, with his numerous accessories; bags, umbrella and brief case.  He squeezes. At this point, the way it was going, he might as well sit on top of me!

I turn to him: “Excuse me!”

He continues to shuffle himself on the edge of the sit pushing against me and Aisle Man. I couldn’t move. He was so close I could feel his body heat.

Finchley Road felt like the longest journey ever and he didn’t seem to be bothered at all. As he read his magazine I could hear peanuts being crushed by his teeth. Yes, he really was that close.

Finchley Road arrived and Aisle Man got up: “I told you I was big and there wasn’t enough room. The poor girl in the corner is squashed.”

Man Number Two turns and sees me, for perhaps, the first time in the journey. He moves over oblivious to the previous 15 minutes and continues his journey.

The end of that journey as you can imagine was a relief. Getting off that train, I walked home, taking in the fresh air and came home and immediately showered. It was definitely one of those journeys I was glad to see the end of. And as for Man Number Two – Think before you act!

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So the other day, me and Seher were on a trek and a half. Interviewing at Cyprus Kitchen, getting frozen on Green Lanes and when we finally made it to an area we both knew again I could hear Seher’s heart relax. No, I’m being seriously. The girl was like a fish out of water in North London.

Anyway, as we were coming out of Angel tube station, I realised for the first time, how long the escalators actually are. Wow, I thought, these are really quite the height! Seher, knowing all the random facts she does, then told me these are the longest escalators in Europe AND wait for it, there’s actually a guy who skied all the way down them.

So here I present to you, the guy who skied down the Angel tube station escalators.

A new year, a new decade. 2010. What we plan on calling this decade is a little unknown at the moment – Tens, Tenies, Teenies. I’m going with the latter, but I’m sure some more ideas will emerge soon.

Well, what does this year hold? Graduation – Eek, that means making a big step into the real world. Lots of hard work will go into the next few months and to help myself keep on top of things here’s my New Year’s resolution, plus a few extra. Being in black and white, hopefully it’ll help me keep them going further than 10th January 2010.

1. Stay organised – I need to create my own deadlines to ensure I meet the real ones
2. Do not panic – This is usually something I tell Kavita, but I think it’s going to apply to us both this year.
3. Have fun! – Even though this semester going to be tough tough tough, (yes I do have to repeat it) I need to enjoy it because it’s not going to last much longer. And that last one goes out to everyone.

Happy New Decade

So I saw this on Rema’s blog and was very impressed. Maybe impressed was the right word until I YouTube-d the video and found the divorce six months down the line. Eek! Don’t think thats real. Plus this couple look like a pair full of fun and laughter. That’s what life should be!

Soon got little carried away on YouTube and found few more wedding traditions with a twist!

Yippee! I finished my exams and now have time to kill! Yes, finally!

So, yesterday in our little celebratory meal we went to Masala Zone in Covent Garden. A contemporary cuisine serving Indian food in a quite the unique setting, me and Nikhil have been there a few times. This time we introduced Jay and Pav too! (Hope you guys liked it!)

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However, each time we have failed to noticed a drink on the menu called Masala Coke. Yep you read it right, Masala Coke. Coke, with mint, lemon and spice. We ordered a glass and it soon came along with the waiter who was eager to see our reaction. Looked just as described; Coke, with mint and crushed ice floating on the top.

But let me tell you the taste was strange. First you taste coke, then mint, which is actually a nice mix. But then you get that kick of spice and I’m sorry to say but it leaves an awful taste in your mouth!

So there we had it! The waiter laughed at us and took it away. Leaving us to enjoy the food, which I will reassure you, is very nice.

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Sipping on a fresh banana and vanilla smoothie, I can feel summer is in the air. Yep. Bring on late night BBQs, painting my toe nails, chilling in the park and having to eat my ice cream quickly before it melts. Not to forget great water fights, which I do plan to win some time this summer! (Hint hint, Nikhil!)

Summer! It’s like a breath of fresh air! Bright wardrobes come out of their closets, flips flops, and oooh, the best thing is people are HAPPY!

Driving around the past couple of day, people are nicer. They let me stroll out of my driveway without beeping me. They even cracked a smile. Drivers let me pass on narrow streets. (Thanks) I also let them pass!

It’s a funny thing. Funny but true. I think in Britain we just get bored of seeing same dull, wet weather. A slight change in weather seems to create a HUGE change in peoples’ mood. Even when it was the snow day. It generally had a good effect on people. Random conversations with strangers, people unite.

I like it! I look forward to this summer!

It’s official. The swine flu hype has hit the final level.

Missing: Sital Ladva
Network: London
Last seen on Facebook: Last week

Sital Ladva has disappeared. And that’s not the worst thing. She disappeared off Facebook. Wait, it gets even worse. According to Facebook, she never existed. Slightly creepy hey?

The social networking site has millions and millions of users and somehow we are all connected. Whether it’s through sharing applications to ‘being in a relationship with’ Facebook is one BIG spider diagram.

So losing an account is one thing. But how can Facebook have no record of Sital at all? What about our wall-to-wall you might ask? Non-existent. Pictures I tagged her in? No longer tagged. Seems quite funny to say this but I’ve lost a friend!

She has actually disappeared off the world wide web.

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