My not so personal "personal statement".

A most terrifying experience is when the application you really want to fill in requires very specifically a personal statement. Fpr the un-initiated a personal statement is essentially a picture of yourself, presnted to someone through written medium. It should reflect your personality, cultural influences, personal history and how its influence your intellectual ability, academic opportunities that shaped your life..etc etc....

OMG..crazy stuff totally..writing about yourself. I I me me..i know my blog is all about me..though still...its an official application and I really want to pass..so i just cant blab about myself..

oh well..however tough it was..its over now...and the result is what follows:

Personal Statement

“The obvious is enchanted by the hidden.
Protrusions are contrasted with indentions.
Patterns fascinate, involve and deceive.”

The intriguing nature of nature has always delighted and implored me. In the urge of understanding it I often tread a path characterised by hard work, patience and repetitive questioning. And to reach the Zion, is as enchanting as the magical moment when a caterpillar after being a stationary chrysalis for a while transforms into a handsome airborne creature. Even after seeing this phenomenon many times during my childhood, I am left in utter awe, as a butterfly unfurls its wings to take flight. Such is the design of nature and my admiration for it.

At school I was not only exposed to biology but also made it my subject of interest. My biology teacher probably saw that intent and further insinuated my mind with questions and more questions that needed to be answered. The sheer challenge of answering them, would lead me to setup my own experiments (much to the trouble of my parents), to a limit where keeping a lizard as pet (superstitions consider lizards “sinister” in India), just to see how it stayed firmly stuck to smooth walls, didn’t seem to be a bad idea.

Another important experience from which I learnt my life-lessons has been my involvement with a non-profit organisation “Nav Jyoti” that worked for the families of drug addicts (in rehabs or deceased) in India. At a very young age of 10, I learnt to share and respect others views, as I volunteered to befriend and teach a child my age. Participation in fund raising events for that organisation brought to me the feeling of satisfaction in working for others’ causes. This feeling remains un-matched to this date and this whole experience changed the way I perceive life.

Such early experiences in India have as much shaped my character as some of the more recent events that have helped me narrow down to my current research interest. A summer studentship with Dr. Jacqueline Beggs, after being enthralled by the invertebrate diversity of New Zealand in one of her papers at the University, was a big influence on my choice of research. This project involved 10 days of strenuous fieldwork in a steep valley, with both day and night sampling of pollinator diversity. But at the end of each day the satisfaction that the data extracted was invaluable for future research, was the supreme reward. This project was a great success and I went on to present a poster publication at the annual New Zealand Entomological Conference and winning the best poster presentation award. At this fieldtrip I was also made aware that so much is unknown about the honey-dew producing scale insects and a whole system remains yet unexplored. I find great appeal in novel systems, greatly because of the large number of different ways that it can be looked at. It presents an opportunity to step out of the stereotype and think it out from the scratch. New Zealand biodiversity provides exactly that, alluding to a continuous source of inspiration and stimulation, as I delve deeper and deeper into the realms of unveiling the outlandish nature of its fauna.

I present a fresh approach and take the initiative to explore all possibilities arising from an opportunity. With a brainstorm of innovative ideas and a personal desire for knowledge I take pride in all my endeavours and am not scared to lead a new movement of thoughts, ideas or research. I firmly believe that my past experiences are the stepping stones, that will lead me to my ultimate career goal and also satisfy me personally by contributing good quality research and answering most if not all the questions that the intriguing nature hurls at me.



Now that I read it again...its loooks life a BIG ROFLMAO joke..my style!!!

any comments anyone :s

Time...anyone???

I cn't believe by the kind of excitment I had when I started blogging that I would actually leav such long gap before I post agin..but man life is busy..99.99% times I am so tired by the end of the day that the moment i step into my room..all i can see is my bed..doesnt matter if I made it..changed the sheet..picked my books...mess of wires on it..i jus slide into it thru the corner n instantaneously crash out!! Sumtymes, cant even put myself to sleep jus coz im so tired, calls for a V(:P). But yeah, I 'd never thought I'd ever be that busy when I was in India..such a nice, laid back chilled out kinda life style..but..oh well..welcome to the big ciyt..kinda feels like sumtymes..that random ol' cartoon.."sheep in the big city" that used to be aired late at nights..n my favvy study time cartoon cos I'd be least interested so it wont disturb me while studying late:P..but yeah back to the point...o yes..just in case you guys didnt kno..I have sort of moved home..from one part of Auckland to another..sumthing like moving from Pitampura to gurgaon..the only difference that now I,m connected to the City only via a Bridge..lol..funny but makes a big difference..and not to forget the rush hour traffic..!!!!only makes it worse..so last week was pretty much hell let loose onme..movin all the stuff in jus one day..my only day off for the week sacrificed for the cause:S my precious little sunday///such a waste!!!
anyhow..now that thats done and Im kinda settled..but I just got my internet fixed today..literally a few hoirs ago and my bed is all cables and wires rite now..nd I am hell as tired and dizzy and really cant be bothered..cos I am in my bed and can quite comfortably stretch my legs under them..:P...yes I am lazy..n I got work tomorrow..shyt..that reminds me that I havent yet worked out my next week's roster with my new manager...:S I'm screwed!!!by the way!!is it a blog or my way of reminding me of what shyt lies ahead...grrr...either way..i gota sign off..n get to sleep..try to be a good girl for once and try to get to work on tyme...ciao to all the people who r dissapointed by this blog...will be back!!!!..... even more ...probably drunk...stoned...or worse ...dead!!!

The names Barry McKenzie, but friends call I "Bazza"

Excuse I, if I offend any of the Ol Aussies out thea, but pals I came across this "drongo" of a book, a sort of cant-put-it-downer, outrageously funny in a wierdly gross sense, titled The Wonderful World of Barry McKenzie, written by an Aussie author Barry Humphries, and DRAWN by Nicholas Garland. Yes, Drawn by..its a comic book, why else do u think I picked up an Aussie book in the first place (esp. of an author unknown to me), it had to be special in some way. So, there it was, with a funny big chinned Aussie, see pic, Barry McKenzie, in his funny not-so-sober English, visiting England, for the first time, oh what a situation. Well I found it more like a Aussie slang crash course. Its quite obscene in some places, places when our guy wants to empty his bladder overflowing with beer, which occurs like after every few minutes, cos he just cant get enough of 'Freezing Tubes of FOSTERS'. For him, doing that is 'straining the potatoes' 'splash the boots' 'shake hands with the wife's best friend (pun intended)' etc.. and he wont mind letting it out on the roadside if a lavatory which for him means a 'snakes house', utensil" etc. etc. was unavailable. A lass is a 'Shiela' and anything good is 'flamin', n if he doesnt like ur ways(or 'coming a RAW PRAWN' with him), he'll "Flatten you". He has an identical twin brother who is a preacher, who ends up in jail mistaken as Bazza and our Bazza ends up giving his brothers most important sermon (using the pretty lingo that he's got!!). So typical hindi movie climax...lol. Bye the bye, our guy was apparently being jailed for PUKING ALL OVER ENGLAND!! He actually revolutionises the puking and brand names such as 'CHUNDERING', Technicolor Yawn', 'Yellow Tornado' and 'buckets full of Hockney Lithographs' are given to the not-so-pleasant vomit. GROSS!! but yet funny in a way. I wouldnt compel you to read it or even suggest it, but you might as well enjoy it, but with a word of Caution, Its not for the Weak-Hearted, Its crossed all limits at gross-ness. Hope you've , however, added all those colourful words to ur vocab. And you wont spare a chance at FLATTENING a pommy drongo who goes RAW PRAWNS with you and drown him in a Technicolour yawn if he doesnt stock your (now on) flamin' favourite freezing FOSTERS tubes.

THE RISING SUN...err...jus the rising...no sun!!

another morning..n i am up to see it...see the sun rise....see it fill the sky with light, colour, vibrance....and all the good stuff...and..........oh crap!!! what the hell...come on..its 5 am in the morning....grr...thats enough...im nt gonna turn to the window tomorrow morning...no...never...m fed up of losing it...every morn...same story...no sun...jus shrieking birds..the exotics..all of them..with not evn a single yap of a native muffled in the distance...
well never mind...back to what i was doin..!! no its not the blog...lol...well i was studing..so finally the long studied theory of climax by Clements has been banished for good. Having worshipped Clement for his legacy of a pristine nature..all we get to see is his uneventful downfall..well I wouldnt give a damn otherwise but since its added another potential essay topic for tomorrows' Exam ..so I miss the Ol' guy..cos i hate the freaking new concept of natural variability..why protect it when u cant keep it...why cant they make it simpler..isnt the whole point of knowing stuff is to make it simpler, understandable?? But whose to blame when THEY want to be ignorant. By THEY I refer to none other than my very own conservation Ecology lecturers who have decided to punish me for all my past sins in the form of a two hour torment with six fireblows of which Ill have to take four head on. Damn, how cruel can life be. Why does the last paper has to be so devastating...demoralising... satanic and...and that reminds me...Good Old Salman Rushdie's finally got what he deserved...YAY!! for him.....Bravo...knighthood to him...good on him!!n I finally decided to get hold of his most criticized n publicised book "Satanic Verses" (and I cant stop giggling about how Im gonna finish reading it asap, and tell my arabic mate AHMAD about it...he he he!!). So yea, that would be covered in the following posts (hopefully, if I'm alive for it)..and yeah, I also got hold of my childhood love--"MALGUDI DAYS" and a few more R.K.Narayanan titles to read on my breaks at work tyme cos I dont wana spend my free tyme bitching about work with conspecifics. Oh I soooooo...want go back to the tyme when we used to get Malgudi Days on TV(Doordarshan, i guess) n I was sooo hooked to it...n cute lil' swami..n how he had problems doin maths problems n loved to play. So makes me miss home even more..! And to make it even better I recently got hold of the Malgudi Days ringtone
(any buyers!!) from a close friend and its replaced my Mylo tracks off my fone(yeah tru)...well childhood memories are sooooooooooooooo nice to live with!!..Uh Oh!!I just realized its 5.45am (and still pitch black outside!!) and i gotta get back to my study if I wana pass this paper with saving grace grades!! (The swami n friends stuff will be continued....its a promise..Hey Mogambo!!)