hmm...yea we've had some great night out together....but they had something in common...and that was we did all girly things...discussing our crushes or some good looking guys we saw recently....or sometimes the late night truth and dare games...they were fun...but today morning was different....it was like beginning of a new life for both me and my best friend apurva....as the night was falling shorter than our discussions on what really went wrong....all the doubts finally felt like fading away....
We realised that the wrong was lying within us....we dint blame any one for any thing...it was like making "moral of the story" out of all the stories we went through ourselves....and we reached a conclusion that positivity can do wonders...it was like we discussed mathematics lessons...came up with our set of solutions finally analysing and shortlisting some points we shall ever keep in our minds....it was so relieving to finally find answers to the questions we always were pondering about...which almost ate up the inside...!!! generally whatever discussions we've had in the past used to be incomplete.....leaving both of us frustrated and confused and finally reaching no where the negativity was almost making us mentally sick.....!!!
huh...!! must be wondering two insane girls left loose ....writing philosophical things at four in the morning...but only both of us can feel that heavenly pleasure of discovering some small things in life....which make such a huge difference to our very existence
Monday, July 30, 2007
Sunday, July 29, 2007
TAMPERZ....
"Everyone looking for a something,
something which makes it all complete.
you find it in the strangest places,
places you never knew it could be.
Some find it in the eyes of their children,
some find it in their lovers eyes
you may find it in the deepest friendship
the kind you cherish all your life
and when you know how much that means
You're flying without wings."
these lyrics of a song was written by a close friend in praise of my poem titled "flying without wings"...the little piece of paper still holds an important place in my diary....keeps reminding me of all moments spend with TAMPERS...(once upon a time ...my gang of best friends)....
I saw it all..the tattered pieces of our friendship..... in course of time....we just kept drifting away...without knowing what was going wrong...something which wanted us to part...some negative force...
A bond i thought was going to be eternal...but time showed us some evil sides....yes, it was the question of hypocrisy again...which i took to be deeply factual...
It still pains how things went wrong ...i discovered this person whom i thought to be genuine gave me bundles of negative vibes...vibes which could be felt ..and i soon realised it was her negative aura which spoiled our friendship....
What an irony mediocre people rising up and intelligent people falling in deepest of ditches...yes it happens ...and it leaves me to ponder upon the sayin.."good wins evil"....
something which makes it all complete.
you find it in the strangest places,
places you never knew it could be.
Some find it in the eyes of their children,
some find it in their lovers eyes
you may find it in the deepest friendship
the kind you cherish all your life
and when you know how much that means
You're flying without wings."
these lyrics of a song was written by a close friend in praise of my poem titled "flying without wings"...the little piece of paper still holds an important place in my diary....keeps reminding me of all moments spend with TAMPERS...(once upon a time ...my gang of best friends)....
I saw it all..the tattered pieces of our friendship..... in course of time....we just kept drifting away...without knowing what was going wrong...something which wanted us to part...some negative force...
A bond i thought was going to be eternal...but time showed us some evil sides....yes, it was the question of hypocrisy again...which i took to be deeply factual...
It still pains how things went wrong ...i discovered this person whom i thought to be genuine gave me bundles of negative vibes...vibes which could be felt ..and i soon realised it was her negative aura which spoiled our friendship....
What an irony mediocre people rising up and intelligent people falling in deepest of ditches...yes it happens ...and it leaves me to ponder upon the sayin.."good wins evil"....
Monday, July 23, 2007
the testing times come when you have to demarcate the reality camouflaged by hypocrisy.....we are way too happy to accept the hypocrisy than reality or probably its just that we like to be the slaves of hypocrisy because it panders our ego....perhaps serving hypocrisy is another term of deceiving the conscience....yes they are all conflicting thoughts revolving in my mind....realisations ...realisations....and more realisation...just to reach that definition of the "perfect person" defined by the society...by us.....
"We feel guilty for being guilty ....sometimes even for being alive ....for heavens sake"
"We feel guilty for being guilty ....sometimes even for being alive ....for heavens sake"
Saturday, July 14, 2007
PICTURE PERFECT...
First look of the picture
what do you see..?
An ordinary picture
It seems to be ...
But my dear friend
It seems to be ...
But my dear friend
you failed to see...
There are extraordinary mysteries
In the art you see ...
You see it through your eyes,
I see it through my heart.
You see it to criticize,
I see it to praise.
You see it as a picture,
I see it as a moment.
Not as ordinary as it seems to be ,
There are extraordinary mysteries
In the art you see.
Deep in the eyes are countless emotions
The darkness of poverty,
The void of solitude,
The wrinkles stretching with pain.
The smile enveloping
a thousand wishes of thee...
There are extraordinary mysteries
In the art you see ...
You see it through your eyes,
I see it through my heart.
You see it to criticize,
I see it to praise.
You see it as a picture,
I see it as a moment.
Not as ordinary as it seems to be ,
There are extraordinary mysteries
In the art you see.
Deep in the eyes are countless emotions
The darkness of poverty,
The void of solitude,
The wrinkles stretching with pain.
The smile enveloping
a thousand wishes of thee...
There are extraordinary mysteries
In the art you see.
In the art you see.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
MUM'S THE WORD...
I get a nervous breakdown everytime i think of how life will be exactly 10 days from today......
wardrobe filled with trash....stinking washing machine ......bedcovers lying out of coverage area....and the hall resembling a industrial godown....every chair with atleast 2-3 inches of dust....shattered utensils in the kitchen...yes, I want to set an example for cleanliness .....
and all these thoughts...coz mum will be off to a place somewhere miles away in the north of India to serve my old and ailing grandparents.....
perhaps now the reason for my nervous breakdown is clear to you....yea...she'll have to handover the responsilibilty of handling the household activities to me...yea u read it right...to me..{the shock is mine though...;-) }....and that too for a fortnight....huh...!!
hard to accept but i have to spend some real gud time in the kitchen....and i know the kind of "quality" i will maintain....burnt omlettes, under cooked macaroni, useless sandwiches and many more....and I must confess that I m the most sucking cook the earth could ever see....
yes i m comfy with the idea of kiddish recipes...(remember the biscuit fudge...!!)
coz i know that they are a great pass time but utter waste of ingredients...
hmmm i remember the last time mum left us .... grandma was here...and ohh mi..!! she took care of almost everything ... rather I behaved like a guest...( i m a very bad girl..trust me...!!)
But ironically i feel it wudnt be tat tough ...as i assume it to be....i can manage with those burnt stuff...and the sad part is my dad will be another victim of my disasters in kitchen....
But i forgot....hu haa haa ....dad's a great cook man...!!! ...ok i got an excuse now......
DAD i m not entering the kitchen....huu haa haa.....what a relief.....!!!!!!!
wardrobe filled with trash....stinking washing machine ......bedcovers lying out of coverage area....and the hall resembling a industrial godown....every chair with atleast 2-3 inches of dust....shattered utensils in the kitchen...yes, I want to set an example for cleanliness .....
and all these thoughts...coz mum will be off to a place somewhere miles away in the north of India to serve my old and ailing grandparents.....
perhaps now the reason for my nervous breakdown is clear to you....yea...she'll have to handover the responsilibilty of handling the household activities to me...yea u read it right...to me..{the shock is mine though...;-) }....and that too for a fortnight....huh...!!
hard to accept but i have to spend some real gud time in the kitchen....and i know the kind of "quality" i will maintain....burnt omlettes, under cooked macaroni, useless sandwiches and many more....and I must confess that I m the most sucking cook the earth could ever see....
yes i m comfy with the idea of kiddish recipes...(remember the biscuit fudge...!!)
coz i know that they are a great pass time but utter waste of ingredients...
hmmm i remember the last time mum left us .... grandma was here...and ohh mi..!! she took care of almost everything ... rather I behaved like a guest...( i m a very bad girl..trust me...!!)
But ironically i feel it wudnt be tat tough ...as i assume it to be....i can manage with those burnt stuff...and the sad part is my dad will be another victim of my disasters in kitchen....
But i forgot....hu haa haa ....dad's a great cook man...!!! ...ok i got an excuse now......
DAD i m not entering the kitchen....huu haa haa.....what a relief.....!!!!!!!
Saturday, July 7, 2007
The day i met my favourite RJ
...Ohh..!! what a week it was .....just couldnt have asked god for more....beautiful experiences....yes i will talk about them .....
well i changed the skin because of someone too special...yea thats my best friend apurva ....pink is her favourite colour....i mean i hate the colour...but only for her.....i miss u dude...!! how much....i cant say...science doesnt give the measurement of that quantity.....its sooooooo large..... i hope i get to see her soon...its been too long now....
anyway apart from senti missing sessions....huh..!! talking about the week.....it was truly memorable....there was a talent hunt ..hurray...!! i won the runners up title in the singing competition....i mean i just missed the top position....neway the experience was superb....then there was fresher's party....i mean its st.francis....i definitely expected that kind of welcome.....it was "ROCKING"....!! in the literal sense.....ROCKING.....
The dances....ohh la la...i had series of goosebumps....the songs they chose..i mean they knew our nerves man...!! ...so much of adrenalin rush....i did not have them even in spidey3 ....hehe....truly a day to remember.....then there were these chicks walking on the ramp....yup...!! all of them were hot..i must admit..!! they were contesting for the miss fresher title.....and one of them won it.....floral crowns....gorgeous outfits....it just added to the oomph factor...!! soo...it was really cool...!!
and today it was just awesome .....we had auditions for the indian choir.....and guess what...? the guest judges were RJ ARYAN of RADIO MIRCHI....i just love him man...!! his voice was soo sexy.....i did convey how much i liked him...and he was plesantly surprised...after hearing my song....he was just too gung-ho about me....ha..!! i blushed after soo long.....it was awesome.....
yea, ....i took a pic with him...and he was choooo shweet...!! LOVE U ARYAN...thanks ...u made my day...!!
well i changed the skin because of someone too special...yea thats my best friend apurva ....pink is her favourite colour....i mean i hate the colour...but only for her.....i miss u dude...!! how much....i cant say...science doesnt give the measurement of that quantity.....its sooooooo large..... i hope i get to see her soon...its been too long now....
anyway apart from senti missing sessions....huh..!! talking about the week.....it was truly memorable....there was a talent hunt ..hurray...!! i won the runners up title in the singing competition....i mean i just missed the top position....neway the experience was superb....then there was fresher's party....i mean its st.francis....i definitely expected that kind of welcome.....it was "ROCKING"....!! in the literal sense.....ROCKING.....
The dances....ohh la la...i had series of goosebumps....the songs they chose..i mean they knew our nerves man...!! ...so much of adrenalin rush....i did not have them even in spidey3 ....hehe....truly a day to remember.....then there were these chicks walking on the ramp....yup...!! all of them were hot..i must admit..!! they were contesting for the miss fresher title.....and one of them won it.....floral crowns....gorgeous outfits....it just added to the oomph factor...!! soo...it was really cool...!!
and today it was just awesome .....we had auditions for the indian choir.....and guess what...? the guest judges were RJ ARYAN of RADIO MIRCHI....i just love him man...!! his voice was soo sexy.....i did convey how much i liked him...and he was plesantly surprised...after hearing my song....he was just too gung-ho about me....ha..!! i blushed after soo long.....it was awesome.....
yea, ....i took a pic with him...and he was choooo shweet...!! LOVE U ARYAN...thanks ...u made my day...!!
Sunday, July 1, 2007
The story of "brakes and stamps"
Growing nails is like making wine out of those bulky grapes.....wait for months together so that they grow..take good care...shape them....admire them...eh...tedious job i say... and then someone stamps your feet and the nail gets detached frm ur body in such a haphazard manner..that u feel like puking each time u see it.....fate it is called....and all this just because of those evil deeds....confused....?? ok here's the complete version of the story.....
It was one of those cloudy thursdays when i was as usual running towards the bus stop with my trap jampacked with quite a few morsels of bread and omlette...(thats how i usually have my breakfast...) yes , i finally got the bus...and after a few seconds the driver pressed the brakes...with all the strength he had....yea....and my sharp heels smashed this lady's feet...and "aaaaaaaahhhhh" she sighed..... i could do nothing except saying "i am extremely sorry" with a guilt ridden expression.....and her look of the eyes definitely scared me....yes ....call it my fate..... it happened again...the driver pressed the brakes...and this time it was my victims' other foot ....i could not face her....i thought she'd probably slap me....and this thought drove me to maintain a considerable distance from her....ahh..!! i felt so guilty....i can just imagine the kind of abuses she'd have in her mind....but it was not delibrate u see...so i stopped thinking
It was a nice day in college...so i forgot everything.....
I was back home...and guess what....i stamped someone again...god i would call it..." world stamping day"...and this time it was a bonny seven year old standing in the bus....she sobbed out of her wits....and i was too scared...coz her mom was searching for the person who did it...!! i felt like jumping out of the bus... why does these things happen to me god....? My friends could not control their laughter coz they witnessed all the stampings right from the morning....
climax of the story is completely filmy....my friends got down at their respective stops...and mine was the last...just a minute before i had to get down...a lady put her sandals on my nail...and it chipped off ....and it was like blood oozing out of all the corners of the wound....
now thats called..."as you sow...so you reap"
it was truly a crazy incident....and i called it the story of brakes and stamps....hehe...!!
It was one of those cloudy thursdays when i was as usual running towards the bus stop with my trap jampacked with quite a few morsels of bread and omlette...(thats how i usually have my breakfast...) yes , i finally got the bus...and after a few seconds the driver pressed the brakes...with all the strength he had....yea....and my sharp heels smashed this lady's feet...and "aaaaaaaahhhhh" she sighed..... i could do nothing except saying "i am extremely sorry" with a guilt ridden expression.....and her look of the eyes definitely scared me....yes ....call it my fate..... it happened again...the driver pressed the brakes...and this time it was my victims' other foot ....i could not face her....i thought she'd probably slap me....and this thought drove me to maintain a considerable distance from her....ahh..!! i felt so guilty....i can just imagine the kind of abuses she'd have in her mind....but it was not delibrate u see...so i stopped thinking
It was a nice day in college...so i forgot everything.....
I was back home...and guess what....i stamped someone again...god i would call it..." world stamping day"...and this time it was a bonny seven year old standing in the bus....she sobbed out of her wits....and i was too scared...coz her mom was searching for the person who did it...!! i felt like jumping out of the bus... why does these things happen to me god....? My friends could not control their laughter coz they witnessed all the stampings right from the morning....
climax of the story is completely filmy....my friends got down at their respective stops...and mine was the last...just a minute before i had to get down...a lady put her sandals on my nail...and it chipped off ....and it was like blood oozing out of all the corners of the wound....
now thats called..."as you sow...so you reap"
it was truly a crazy incident....and i called it the story of brakes and stamps....hehe...!!
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