Desire One

The Dream this December!!! The backless-choli club has been formed and darling sisters' nuptials are the occasion! The family is growing :)

Of girlhood and growing up

Dear girls,

Stay with me on this.
Peace will not be found in Britannia cheese slices.
It will not be found in a chocolate fountain.
It will not be found in late night tv.

You can find some through exercise.
Some through meditation.
The most by being true to yourself.
Nobody but you can help you find peace.

xoxo

Time to go to bed.
Though I'd say Hi.
Hi!

GoodNight then

That isn't my current bed.

Oh well, we can't have Everything... materially that is.

Pink-a-Latte

I don't care about cricket.

I don't care about soccer.

I simply don't think it's important.

And that's okay.

It's okay to care too.

Okay to follow each match religiously and *sigh/cry* over results.

Free country etc... or so I'm told.
For me.. it has been.. is... may always be...

Boooooooooooooring

*shoots self*

Speaking of self.

Maa burrday is on its waaaaaaay!

Its flapping its tiny wings(?) and singing.. LOUDLY

It's SO boarded the plane/helicopter/jet!

My birthday is so cool, si?

Now... what should I get for turning 22?

Seeing as it has been a lot of work TURNING 22

what with eating sleeping etc.

I think I deserve a day, no YEAR, no LAAAIFTAIME (of grammar lessons:) )

no no... I deserve tons of joy!

So I ask of myself this day... with exactly a month remaining

To make sure I get it

To make sure I feel joyful and blessed

Cause I am :)

Love you all!

Plus I also turn ONE :)

How utterly fabulo-so.

Okay those spelling lessons might help.

eh.

PS- I'm SO having that pink drink on mii budday!

I don't care if it has peeled kheera in it or yellow lauki (eww)

It shall be pretty pink and I shall gulp it down in staaayle(style. moron.)

xoxo

(in pure barbie pout)

*muahahaha!*

To Write

What makes me think I'm a writer?

I think words are beautiful... they're like that proverbial stick you can either use to break a window or help a blind man walk

I truly feel like I physically invest a part of me into everything I scribble out

ie. my work=my baby

When I'm deeply sad I instinctively turn to writing

When I'm deeply happy I take a few breaths... calm down.. and begin to write

I once believed words were the way to eternity... to live in the life of someone else once your own life has passed... Now I don't think too much about eternity... Now I just think words can be therapeutic

Words can work miracles. They really can... they can cement relationships.. start new ones and sometimes.. they allow a stranger to guide your biggest decisions. Words Matter.

I think I'm a writer because I value words.

I've slowly learnt the cost of each.

Words can be like nails dug into a wall.. even if the nail is pulled out.. the impression remains.

I'm a writer because I choose to be one, choose to have it matter to me, choose to want to be a writer each time I write.

You know what they say about the pen being mightier than the sword right?

I always like the Horatio's who stick back long after the Hamlet's have died... they stick back and tell us the story

Cheers to Writing

Cheers to all of us who try :)

God Bless us All Everyone

Chiggy Wiggy

I'm contemplating writing a book.
This time for real.
er. really.

A- oAoAoAooooAH.
no really.
A- A book with no adjectives.
No happy day.
No cheery smile.
Just facts.
Yeah... a bestseller on my hands, no?
No subjective adjectives at least.
and NO nature mirroring the mood!
sheesh.

B-I could go the multiple option way and make the book interactive.

The --------- girl felt really bad.
(fat/thin)
She was the only ------- girl in her family.
(repeat above choice)
Her friends were super --------.
(go wild... put in your own adjective!)

Sigh. Next Exam Paper is Fiction.
I'll tell you One thing though.
My readers will never know Anything about me through my book.
NUuuurthing!
Nothing.
Except that im super super cool and i dont smoke.
Thats it
Thats all they're getting out of it.
Not my point of view on Iraq or Cosmo or Nail paints or Terrorism or the word Actor instead of Actress.

That'll all be from this blog.
yeah that's right.
Potloads of money shall i make off of this.
someday... somedaaaaaaaaay :)

Ps- don't smoke kids.

them law make them suicide illegal.

Nautanki On TEE-VEE!

DID you KNOW they have a SHOW on V that actually has..
wait for it.. a woman actually called TEMPTATION.
as in they REALLY refer to a PERSON as temptation!
and right now, one guy tried flirting with her by calling her 'lassi'

*dies*

also, there is a love shack where 4 committed men get to stay with 'temptation'
for a night
Plus she carries 90 thousand with her.
Also. you gotta dump your girl to succumb.
As in your girlfriend.
As in your GIRLFRIEND.
For someone you Just met.

*Can't stop watching*
YIKES