all it takes is a day for some people to become important
and others to fade into obscurity
all it takes is one conversation
all it takes is quality time
and resurgence of old feelings....
all you need to know about life
you can learn from the way you live it..
the way you perceive life
becomes your life....
another way of phrasing above..."your perception of life frames the life you mould for yourself"...
msn nicks can capture nuances well...
i wish mister i-dont-recognize-u would piss off..
later!
Followers Anew
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Monday, March 3, 2008
Ahmedabad
So now im back from the most fabulous trip of my life!...lots of times we just SAY it was great in order to spare the feelings of others but this time...i mean it....
Its almost scary how much fun we had....just sitting around...dancing wildly....taking long walks...rediscovering ourselves...making candid confessions....making out even!...(lmao)...nuzzle nuzzle.....(grrrr...hehe)
but whats even more unusual is how comfortable i felt managing everything...yes...i did do some not-so-intelligent things....but ive carried back great memories...right from the Jay Sean lookalike...to the hot drummer we chased hysterical with laughter!.......
we ate the greasy food...licked our spicy fingers and slurped down masala maggie.....fought over trivialities....wormed our way in and out of embarrssing situations.....met and liked a few people....fell all over each other and loved like there was no tomorrow!!!
we took baby steps towards public street theatre....cribbed over the miniscule prize money.....n then apologized sweetly......:D.....we're really selfish that way....
over the angry fight....under the starry sky.....with the best people around.....i had a fabulous time...who cares if we were more keen on punjabi music?...it didnt matter that we were freezing at 3 am in tiny skirts....it matters not that my feet will never quite forgive me for kicking off my heels...shrugging off my jacket and dancing on the dewy grass for as long as the music played......
blackmailing people to get out of the room....dressing like divas in the evening...and like PJ party crashers later on.....at the end of it all....we loved and felt loved
we hugged and were hugged
we danced and got embarrassed
we made music and not war
there was lil, sometimes no sense
but actions were spontaneous...
we were impulsive
and i loved each moment of being free
and feeling liberated...
so if anyone else asks me how it was...n really wants to know...
im gonna say...visualise a person...
feel a moment...let the wind play with your hair...
allow yourself to be swept away.....
or maybe...i'll just say...'it was great'..
after all, everyone doesnt need to know everything!....:)
ambiguous emotions solidified!
MUAHSSSSSS!!!!!!!!
Its almost scary how much fun we had....just sitting around...dancing wildly....taking long walks...rediscovering ourselves...making candid confessions....making out even!...(lmao)...nuzzle nuzzle.....(grrrr...hehe)
but whats even more unusual is how comfortable i felt managing everything...yes...i did do some not-so-intelligent things....but ive carried back great memories...right from the Jay Sean lookalike...to the hot drummer we chased hysterical with laughter!.......
we ate the greasy food...licked our spicy fingers and slurped down masala maggie.....fought over trivialities....wormed our way in and out of embarrssing situations.....met and liked a few people....fell all over each other and loved like there was no tomorrow!!!
we took baby steps towards public street theatre....cribbed over the miniscule prize money.....n then apologized sweetly......:D.....we're really selfish that way....
over the angry fight....under the starry sky.....with the best people around.....i had a fabulous time...who cares if we were more keen on punjabi music?...it didnt matter that we were freezing at 3 am in tiny skirts....it matters not that my feet will never quite forgive me for kicking off my heels...shrugging off my jacket and dancing on the dewy grass for as long as the music played......
blackmailing people to get out of the room....dressing like divas in the evening...and like PJ party crashers later on.....at the end of it all....we loved and felt loved
we hugged and were hugged
we danced and got embarrassed
we made music and not war
there was lil, sometimes no sense
but actions were spontaneous...
we were impulsive
and i loved each moment of being free
and feeling liberated...
so if anyone else asks me how it was...n really wants to know...
im gonna say...visualise a person...
feel a moment...let the wind play with your hair...
allow yourself to be swept away.....
or maybe...i'll just say...'it was great'..
after all, everyone doesnt need to know everything!....:)
ambiguous emotions solidified!
MUAHSSSSSS!!!!!!!!
a Hehe Moment!
"a NOTE from Facebook....the girl makes me burst into peals of laughter"..lmao
Context: Swetha and i are knee deep in a 'serious' conversation...choices are being dissected and people ripped apart.....(personal joke)
Swetha: so bla bla bla...(cant mention on facebook material)...do you know what he said bout music...bla bla bla....(zzzz)...and the song 'H*****'...
Me: so he heard it and cried?
Swetha: hell no..he aint gay.......
*n we cracked up*
Context: Swetha and i are knee deep in a 'serious' conversation...choices are being dissected and people ripped apart.....(personal joke)
Swetha: so bla bla bla...(cant mention on facebook material)...do you know what he said bout music...bla bla bla....(zzzz)...and the song 'H*****'...
Me: so he heard it and cried?
Swetha: hell no..he aint gay.......
*n we cracked up*
Friday, February 22, 2008
common sh*t
you know how they say......if ur day went great yesterday....it'll s*** today....well maybe i'll cheer up by tonight.....cuz today smelt like poop!!!!!!.....*arrrrrghhh*...btw i distinctly dislike mf!...
Sunday, February 10, 2008
14th
dont really want to delve too deep into the whole purpose behind the world acknowledging the 14th of Feb as any different from the rest of the days.....but considering people are asking me my plan....n im dyin to unleash my bitterness ...i guess it'll be better to do it here ....OR i can simply choose to partcipate in a non-peaceful protest against V day....on the grounds that its corrupting our youth....heck, its corrupted me all right....i actually WANT a big (highly overpriced) bouquet of roses..n chocolates wouldent hurt either...but one of the few things that ive NOT learnt thru books but experience is....i shouldnt hold my breath....
do u remember those cheesy chain mails that used to be really popular a few years ago?....you know with the poems...
'someone somewhere is thinking of ur smile
n while thinking of it...feels that life is worthwhile
so whenever your sad....remember its true...
someone somewhere is thinking of you'...
i know...i remember it...how weird is that...or mayb my memory is just uber fantastic...
i would like to believe the latter...
so ...this poem just articulates what i actually believed in...
yes...i am considering the possibility that i was truly brain-deprived...
n it lead or enhanced the hope that someone would in fact want me ON the 14th!
n naturally before and after too but the 14th got blown WAY out of proportion and i would
go to sleep the night before thinking-about-red-roses-and-pretending-not-to-care-about-people-who-were-thinking-about-red-roses....only NOW!....
i dont know if you would call it cynicism welling from age/disappointed-the-night-after-the-dreaming-about-roses-night....but when i say i dont expect anything...i mean it...
here is the actual cause of sorrow.....i feel bad....bad that im missing out on the excitement...the whole feeling of it-may-happen...now extra grey cells make it almost impossible cuz i KNOW BETTER!....my brain and logic have CONVINCED me!...n thats what makes me sad....all expectations have been stomped on....i can hope no more....to the fun ive said 'bye-bye'...
would write more but gotta go change....(family time)...
live love and well....just live and love!...muahhhs!
do u remember those cheesy chain mails that used to be really popular a few years ago?....you know with the poems...
'someone somewhere is thinking of ur smile
n while thinking of it...feels that life is worthwhile
so whenever your sad....remember its true...
someone somewhere is thinking of you'...
i know...i remember it...how weird is that...or mayb my memory is just uber fantastic...
i would like to believe the latter...
so ...this poem just articulates what i actually believed in...
yes...i am considering the possibility that i was truly brain-deprived...
n it lead or enhanced the hope that someone would in fact want me ON the 14th!
n naturally before and after too but the 14th got blown WAY out of proportion and i would
go to sleep the night before thinking-about-red-roses-and-pretending-not-to-care-about-people-who-were-thinking-about-red-roses....only NOW!....
i dont know if you would call it cynicism welling from age/disappointed-the-night-after-the-dreaming-about-roses-night....but when i say i dont expect anything...i mean it...
here is the actual cause of sorrow.....i feel bad....bad that im missing out on the excitement...the whole feeling of it-may-happen...now extra grey cells make it almost impossible cuz i KNOW BETTER!....my brain and logic have CONVINCED me!...n thats what makes me sad....all expectations have been stomped on....i can hope no more....to the fun ive said 'bye-bye'...
would write more but gotta go change....(family time)...
live love and well....just live and love!...muahhhs!
Community Responses and the Train of Sarcasm
"What makes YOU different ?
You feel you are part of the intellectual elite trapped amidst regular philistines that infest this world? You are afraid that society shall fear you if your tremendous genius is revealed?
Do you really think so?What makes you so special?What are your powers ?Do you have a sixth sense? "- FROM A COMMUNITY ON ORKUT
DATED- 23rd May 2007
"being the super(duper) brain that i am....i'll answer EACH question!
Do you really think so?...err kinda YEAHHH!!!
What makes you so special?....my freakish ability to attempt to rationalise+justify+make-best-friends-accept-as-good for-me ....every act that i commit...which society doesnt ALWAYS construe as particularly intelligent...
What are your powers ?.....u mean APART from the fact that i write as fast as i think....*wooshhh*.....there goes another thought!!!
Do you have a sixth sense? Duhhh!...i mean....dont all us intelligent souls have one?....u think NEWTON just 'discovered' gravity???....we even have secret 6th sense club meetings ....*oops i think i said too much!* " MY RESPONSE
DATED- 1st February 2008
I must say.....sometimes.....sometimes...i REALLY crack myself up!
You feel you are part of the intellectual elite trapped amidst regular philistines that infest this world? You are afraid that society shall fear you if your tremendous genius is revealed?
Do you really think so?What makes you so special?What are your powers ?Do you have a sixth sense? "- FROM A COMMUNITY ON ORKUT
DATED- 23rd May 2007
"being the super(duper) brain that i am....i'll answer EACH question!
Do you really think so?...err kinda YEAHHH!!!
What makes you so special?....my freakish ability to attempt to rationalise+justify+make-best-friends-accept-as-good for-me ....every act that i commit...which society doesnt ALWAYS construe as particularly intelligent...
What are your powers ?.....u mean APART from the fact that i write as fast as i think....*wooshhh*.....there goes another thought!!!
Do you have a sixth sense? Duhhh!...i mean....dont all us intelligent souls have one?....u think NEWTON just 'discovered' gravity???....we even have secret 6th sense club meetings ....*oops i think i said too much!* " MY RESPONSE
DATED- 1st February 2008
I must say.....sometimes.....sometimes...i REALLY crack myself up!
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Aint No Mountain
Listen, baby
Ain't no mountain high
Ain't no vally low
Ain't no river wide enough,
babyIf you need me, call me
No matter where you are
No matter how farJust call my name
I'll be there in a hurry
You don't have to worry
'Cause baby,There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you
Remember the dayI set you free
I told youYou could always count on me
From that day on I made a vow
I'll be there when you want me
Some way,some how
'Cause baby,There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you
No wind, no rain
My love is alive
Way down in my heart
Although we are miles apart
If you ever need a helping hand
I'll be there on the double
As fast as I can
Don't you know that
There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you
Don't you know that
There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
Ain't no mountain high
Ain't no vally low
Ain't no river wide enough,
babyIf you need me, call me
No matter where you are
No matter how farJust call my name
I'll be there in a hurry
You don't have to worry
'Cause baby,There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you
Remember the dayI set you free
I told youYou could always count on me
From that day on I made a vow
I'll be there when you want me
Some way,some how
'Cause baby,There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you
No wind, no rain
My love is alive
Way down in my heart
Although we are miles apart
If you ever need a helping hand
I'll be there on the double
As fast as I can
Don't you know that
There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you
Don't you know that
There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
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