Diwali Resolutions

First things first....HAPPY DIWALI to all :)
How was yours? Mine was toh super tiring...all i did was made 2 huge rangolis that took me 3 hours to make...and today morning, every single muscle in my body is making its presence felt...screaming out loud! Will post pics of my fruit of labour soon.
Another good thing i did this time was making Diwali Resolutions...and its not without a reason.
You see, New year resolutions are anyways jinxed. They were cursed to be broken always. Im yet to meet a person who can successfully claim to have made a resolution and keep it. So i moved on to Diwali resolutions and makes sense too since anyways Diwali marks beginning of a new year as per hindi calender.

So here are my diwali resolutions...and i intend to keep them..till next Diwali atleast

• I was in this terrible habit of posting my updates on Google Talk and Facebook. Its terrible coz at times when im in not so good mood and still post it, friends get worried and i (being what i am) dont share it with them....dsnt make sense na. So no updates on Gtalk and Facebook.

• Abe, oye, moron, jackass, F word, loser etc. these were my everyday terms (include a few from our mother tongue as well). While they are not exactly galiyaan but kinda abusive. Now all these not-so-polite terms are gonna be barred from my speech.

• Sweetie, sweetz, darlin, dude, boss, babez etc were another segment of endearments that were soo much a part of me. My frnds must have hardly heard their name from me...though i still love them as i always did, its time for these endearments to make an exit. This is important since at times they tumble out when they are not supposed to...gets kinda embarrassing that time.

• Gotta increase my level of patience...i get pissed at the drop of a hat...counteless number of people call me sadu :(

Dats all for 1st Diwali. One shouldn't push too hard for anything right. Wish me luck guys... Will let you know how well i fared :)

Let me know if any of you got inspired and tuk up a Diwali resolution of your own.

My philosophy

You Scored as Existentialism

Your life is guided by the concept of Existentialism: You choose the meaning and purpose of your life.


“Man is condemned to be free; because once thrown into the world, he is responsible for everything he does.”

“It is up to you to give life a meaning.”

--Jean-Paul Sartre


“It is man's natural sickness to believe that he possesses the Truth.”

--Blaise Pascal

Existentialism

90%

Strong Egoism

90%

Hedonism

85%

Kantianism

80%

Justice (Fairness)

65%

Utilitarianism

60%

Apathy

40%

Nihilism

25%

Divine Command

15%

BANNED :)

Finally some relief to anti-smokers like me *sigh*For those who are wondering why am I suddenly being so sadistically happy at plight of the smoked up segment of the society, heres my earlier rant over the issue.

8 Ka Dum

I have been tagged by Di. As per the tag, i need to tell 8 things of each topic asked. 8 is somehow stuck to me...all of my mobile numbers (current and the previous ones) had 8 digit quiet prominently.

Neways, here goes the tag


8 Things Im passionate about:

1. My Work (yaa im one of dos few crazy souls :P)
2. Spending time with myself (my introspection time)
   
3. Blogging
4. Reading
5. My friends
   
6. Sleeping
7. Chatting (online or on phone)
8. Facebook application games (heavily addicted to text twirl, biggest brain n all)

8 Things I want to do before I die:

1. Go on a world tour (no London, paris for me...i like unknown, exotic locations)
2. Learn the art of tapori whistle (once i master it, i wud whistle in a multiplex.. :D)
3. Do salsa with someone I love (ummm but first i need to learn it)
4. I want to drive/operate a crane...i always find it interesting how they pick and drop things :D
5. Get an article written about me in a biz magazine (and this for my phenomenal achievements; not for the pangas and lafdas)
6. Buy a nice house isloated high on mountains. Would love to live there post my retirement.
   
7. Try bungee jumping
8. Go full talli and dance all nite

8 Things I say often:

1. Wateverrr
2. Kewl
3. Ya rite!
4. Huh!?!
5. Kya Bakwaas
6. U know...
   
7. Take Care
8. Shut up

8 Books I last read:

1. False Impression by Jeffery Archer
2. Crime n Punishment by Feodor Dostoevsky
   
3. The Class Palace by Amitav Ghosh
4. A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khalid Hosseni
5. The Google Story by David A Vise
6. Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden
   
7. The Kite Runner by Khalid Hosseni
8. Sons of Fortune by Jeffery Archer

8 songs I could listen to over and over again:

1. When you say nothing at all- Ronan Keating
2. Filhaal- Filhaal
3. Aaoge Jab Tum- Jab We met
4. Duma dum mast kalander- Abeeda Parveen
5. Piya Tora Kaisa Abhimaan- Raincoat
6. In Dino- Metro
7. Tere Ishq Mein- Rekha Bhardawaj
   
8. Songs of Arth & Aandhi

8 bloggers who should do this tag:

1. Spectator
2. Surya, the Ayrus
3. Silence Killed
4. Adi
5. Matty
6. Bakfire
7. Rohan Nigam
8. Gaufire Sharma
   

The Godsent Advisors

In these times of increased inflation and rising prices, only god made things are free (that too only god knows till when. we have started payin for water anyway). But there is one thing thats man-made but is still free..no i aint talking abt MC-BC abuses and pollution n all that...its ADVICE.
im sure half of u must be noding ur head in agreement and some must be givin sheepish looks....yes im talking to u smartheads who believe they have been blessed with all the worldly wise gyaan and take up the altruistic task of making others move the 'right way'
Im sure you all must have across such god-sent specimens sometime or other (if you rnt one yourself). There are few things quiet peculiar about this breed.
They dont need anyone to seek their advice or opinion. For them its an understood thing by some unwritten unsaid code. When you are telling them a problem, they automatically wear their problem solving hats and shoot out advice and gyaan about how you are all wrong from the beginning, how you shud have actually handled the situation, and how to go about it now.
Some of the premium range of advisors dont even need you to approach them for anything...they'll see you doing something and automatically the helpful soul in them will encourage them to tell you how to go about the task. If they dont know what you are doing, they will ask you to tell them what things are like. Now since you arent the puuuuurfect soul like them, you obviously are not doing things exactly the way they should be and you need some gyaan.
You should do things differntly but only till they approve of it. As long as you live your life under their able guidance and follow their expert advice, you'll learn more and you'll progress (nevermind the direction of the progress though).
There is nothing that they dont know...they have been there, done that and done that the best way it could be done. So dont ever think that there is something they have no idea about or lets say that there is something they cannot SAY anything about. So whether its the Kashmir issue or the global warming or what AC you should buy or even what hair colour wud suit you best...heed the words of the know-it-all!!
People say listening makes you wise. but these godgifts are already soooo packed with greycells between their ears that they need not hear or listen . So they speak...and they just have to speak. Petty issues like whether they are asked to give in their input or if its something of their understanding dont bother them in the face of worldly good of enlightening the ignorant souls. They would happily interrupt anyone who is saying something...afterall their thoughts are more important to be heard na n neways what cud u mere mortal have to say to them that they dont already know :P
Ooo i could go on n on...but on a more serious note, someday i would really like to ask them why do they have to disperse their pearls of wisdom without being asked? Cmon man, if i ask u something, that makes sense ki i had it comin. but here i am all blissfully happy in my world and BANG you come and paint it all mess!! Have some sense of self-worth and talk only when you are being talked to and that too to people who value you...incase you dont realise (which i think u dont), most of the poeple are waiting for you to get done with your articulation so that they can get back to their work.
But i know i will never do that...i'll never go upto them and actually give them this eye-opener. You see...i fear another gyaan-session comin my way..and i doubt if i'll be able to stand it.

Starting all over again

What does a pavement chalk artist go through when his labor of hours in creating a vision on the footpath gets ruined by rain...and he cant do anything other than just sit and watch it all wash by?
or when your sand castle gets washed away by waves of the sea?
the irony is that in all these cases, the end result was both evident and expected. the chalk artist cudnt possibly have expected his creation to remain there for days. Similarly, sea waves were not an unexpected catastrophe, was it?
then y does one invest so much of energy, dedication and emotions in those creations? and if it does then y rnt we mentally prepared wen all that is taken away from us..y does it hurt so bad?
She was living a nightmare where she is dropped in the middle of a desert and her ctretches are taken away from her. Can she walk without them? she dsnt know cos she never tried. and now she is scared to try...to even think about it.
He was her support system...in a way he was the reason for her existence. She never lived a life for herself, she simply was never aware of this concept. her day started and ended with him, in her quest to make his life easy, she never got time to notice her own quality of life. Was she happy? dat was directly proportional to his happiness. Was she satisfied with her life? this was an alien question to her since neither did she recognise her own life nor the significance of this question.
And now after 48 years to togetherness, he left her. Suddenly she is facing a huge void in her life which she has to fill. only that she dsnt know what she shud fill it with? What next? what now? Its not that this was never to happen, infact she saw it coming but somehow she cudnt prepare herself for this. how does one prepare to face a wipe out...her life was wiped out. she had a clean slate in her hand and she had to start afresh.
Could she do it; she didn't know. She had never tried and now what did she have a reason to? why? what for? "Live for yourself now. Do things you always wanted to do, go to places." people told her. But her wishes and desires were loooong ago buried under her responsibilities. She cudnt remember what was the last thing she really wished for that was for herself. now she just have a life to live but nothing to live it for...she is looking for another reason to live...its sad she is not capable of living her life for her self anymore.

A year later

Yesssssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

April 28, 2007 was the auspicious day when i finally christined the blogosphere wid ma presence by hitting the PUBLISH button for this post. And like they say there has been no looking back... i wrote and i cribbed n screamed n i vented it all out and what not. So my logging is now a year old and what have i learned in this one year:

NOTHING!!!!! :P

if any of you were thinking that der'll be some changes in my writting and i'll start wid some more socially responsible posts den darlin u r sooo very mistaken....its gonna be the way it is till the time its gonna be.

So a very very very HAPPY BDAY to me :)

Heartbreak

You're breaking my heart all over again.
Oh why did we start all over again?
It's too late now to wish I had never met you.
I've loved you much too much to just forget you.
If we ever part all over again,
Will I fall in love, no never again!
You said you'd love me, you made a vow,
Look what you're doing now,
You're breaking my heart all over again

This is a song by Frank Sinatra....dunno y but i kinda liked it so posted it here.

Last 24 hours

Trust Specy to come up with something weird everytime. From a guy who takes months (literally) to complete a tag himself, he has created a tag of his own!
So the tag says, “What all would you do if you come to know that you are going to die in next 24 hours?”
Now this is as per the assumption that I will not die before 24 hours no matter what I do. And neither will I fall ill or get hurt.
Here goes:
Firstly, I’ll stop all the clocks and watches around me. Don’t want to spent time looking at it every nano second.

I would jump off a building, facing the sky with my hands outstretched…I wud’ve liked to try this from a mountain peak but that would require wasting time in travelling.

Walk in the middle of a busy road…normally stray cows do dis and its fun seeing how ppl try to steer away their vehicles from it. (Im NOT calling myself a stray cow ok...just that it gives a kinda royal feel to think that ppl are trying to get outta der way to make space for u.)

Drive a crane or a road roller…actually a monster truck but I don’t think I’ll get it here. Oh! Did I mention that I don’t even know how to drive a car?

Now after this stunt of mine, obviously mamus will be after me so I’ll perform a Lara Croft style stunts and jumping across the moving buses and all save myself…rmbr, I CANNOT die before 24 hours.
I

would shop, shop and shop buying all sorta clothes I always thought would be pathetic to buy...with my credit card.

Eat likes there is no tomorrow (there wont be…lolz)

I’ll go on all those super whako and crazily scary rides in amusement parks.

Write loads and loads of crazy things on my blog...bitching full-on saying things I had always wanted to say...I’ll even go to name taking.

I guess if im able to accommodate dis much in 24 hours without over stressing myself then its ok.

Last one hour of my life I’ll spend by just being with myself thinking about my life gone by…if I am able to smile at the end of it, den all of it was worth it.

Ok now I tag:
Ancient mariner
Di
Matty
Wacko
Lazymad man
Thushar
Bakfire

Lets see what you ppl come up with.

A pathetic week

Warning: This is going to be an out-n-out cribbing post. So only the ones who have sampled my cribbing before should take the risk of reading further…don’t say I dint warn u.
I am in a terrible mood des days. And the blistering hot weather and stuff around me is also not really helping me out.
The temperature levels in delhi are outrageous considering that its only mid-march! What are we gonna face in May-June…possibly bread will be toasted by merely getting exposed to the sunlight for 10 minutes, hospitals will have patients flooding in with burn issues..60% burns, 80% burns! Infact, there wont be any burnt for dowry news, the victim would be merely made to stand in the sunlight. Imagine the amount of natural resources that’ll be saved if people start cooking in their gardens with nothing other than an iron plate. You could make your omlette or paranthas or anything on that!
To add to the weather, there is Holi. Now this is one festival which is very controversial in terms of its duration. Traditionally, holi is of 2 days. Corporates and companies do not recognize the 1st day and so ofcourse there is no chutti so for them holi is just one day. What makes it worse is that NOT ALL companies follow this. So while some give you just one day leave, others give out a 2 day holiday.
Me: Heya!
Frnd: Happy holi
Me: Ya. Sam2u.
Frnd: Tell me, you have a holiday tomorrow?
Me: No yaar, office L
Frnd: Yipppeeee!!! Yahooooo!
Me: huh ????
Frnd: I have a holiday!!
Me: !!!!!!
I still wonder if she was happy coz she got an extended weekend or coz I DINT get it?
*sigh*
So I have an office tomorrow. And it’s surely going to be a mess thanks to a bunch of lunatics for whom holi is week long! So during this period they just can’t stand the sight of a colourless and neat person in holi season. So what if you are just a passerby and they don’t even know you! Holi is for everyone…so BANG! And you are hit by a balloon bomb…Holi hai!!
Things are nor particularly nice in office either. I had my 1st messed up campaign in my career and im supremely bugged about it…Even though I wasn’t very optimistic about it but it was challenging for sure. The worst part is that somehow I’m not feeling like doing anything these days…and this sucks…sucks as in SUCKS!! Maaan I wish it rains here…let it just pour like crazy!

In conversation

“What’s with you and this word Sorry?”
“As in?”
“As in why is it so difficult for you to utter this word? You are always so stubborn type about this.”
“I have no issues in apologizing to anyone. But you convince me that I am at fault.”
“Can’t you say sorry just to make someone feel better.”
“If Im saying sorry without meaning it, how will that person feel better! Dat would be cheating him”
“What cheating yaar…u said something which pricked someone. You say sorry to end the matter and get done with it. That’s it! What is so complicated in that.”
“I am not bothered who does what. Maybe for them this word doesn’t mean anything. But it matters to me so when I say sorry to someone, I really mean it.”
“Funny. I have noticed you saying sorry when you bump into something on the way…at times it’s just a pillar or tree. But you say sorry even before realizing it’s an object.”
“That’s different. More of a habitual thing.”
“The way it sounds is that you can apologize to a mere stranger on the road, even an object but not to the ones who love you, who stand by all your whims? Their feelings and thoughts don’t matter?”
“Of course they do. But I am sure they will not be happy with me apologizing for the sake of saying it. They know me and I doubt if they expect it.”
“That’s kinda nasty you know. You slashed someone but if you don’t think you were at fault, you won’t apologize. Even if that person bleeds to death.”
“So you mean you haven’t apologized to anyone to make up?”
“I have. If someone is so adamant on hearing this, then I ask if they want me to say sorry without meaning it. I they say yes, then I say sorry. Though I have never seen them be happy about it.”
“There you go again. Why you have to make it so obvious? When you make it clear that you don’t mean it, obviously no one will be pleased with it.”
“So I am to say sorry without meaning it but it should look genuine?”
“Ummmm ya kinda. That’s what is expected”
“Funny how people fool themselves.”
“You know your problem? Your problem is that you turn everything in an ego issue.”
“Ya rite. Not apologizing to make things better is ego. But expecting someone to pretend as guilty without meaning it just to make yourself feel better is …..”
“That’s the world honey.”
*sigh*

This was a conversation I had with myself sometime back. Somehow it dint seem to conclude. Maybe coz none of us knew the conclusion. But I am not guilty for leaving it in between. And luckily, my self is someone I don’t have to pretend and say Sorry.

Horrors of covering that distance of 5 km

First the dhamaka news which im sure is dream for most of u: My house is just 5 kms away from my office! (yes yes yesss I can see you go green with envy..huaaaa haha hahahah haha) So the travelling time to office is like just 15 minutes…and oh wait…did I tell you that this 20 minutes INCLUDES the stoppage time at the traffic lights…*evil smile*
For the remaining pure souls who haven’t already closed down the browser window burning in envy (y else wud u give up on my blog huh!?!?), here comes the anti-climax…Its a real pain getting a means to cover this distance.
I did undertake those 15 day car driving courses and got my license as well but I cannot sit behind the steering wheel and maneuver the car safe n sound from one position to another…So the bottom line is that I cant drive and my license serves the sole purpose of my address verification.
That brings me to public transport system
Ah well…thanx to our media, by now every single person in every nick n corner of the country knows what kinda adventure ride it is to travel by the Blueline buses of Delhi…Add to it the office hours and u have the ultimate stunt of going to office hanging out of a crowded bus like a ripe bunch of grapes. So this is completely outta question.
Autorickshaw: Im sure I have mentioned randomly in my earlier posts as well…my office though only a few kms away, falls in the state of Uttar Pradesh. And with some crappy transport law, autorickshaws of one state cant operate in another unless they tk sm sorta pass…so every morning its an exercise of 30 mins of HUNTING FOR AN AUTO n den 15 mins of ride…ofcourse the auto walah in full understanding of his monopoly and your dire need will charge u a bomb but then its either that or reach late *sigh*. Ofcourse there is perennial trouble of chutta or change. He wont be carrying even a tenner with him so its completely upto you to pay him and and get the remaining amount back unless you are feeling rich n generous enuff to say keep the change.
Few days back I found an alternative to this issue as well (u can always trust me to find solutions to problems *smug*)…d gud ol pedal rickshaw. No transport laws governing them and if given an incentive of extra 5 rupees, takes 20-25 mins to cover the distance…but the problem is that it can get quiet scary at times. A road with automobiles running at speed of nthng less den 60 kmph n if anything less den honking lk mad…picture a humble innocent peddle rickshaw trapped between a blueline on left side and another bus on right. Behind you are 3-4 cars and all the other nick-n-corners r sealed by bikers…n when the traffic light goes green, u can imagine the rush n everyone’s irritation and cant-we-walk-over-it feeling is so thick, its almost tangible! L
*sigh* all this for a mere 5 kms. Im thinking of either start walking that distance (ok im kidding! ) or buy a car…(hey im not kidding abt dis one). Lets see how this works out. Meanwhile I gotta decide how im gonna get back home today..hope I find an auto.

5 minutes before the fall…

Standing on the edge of a cliff with her arms spread like an eagle’s wings. This is the end…nowhere to go. But do I really want to go anywhere…what am I doing here standing lk dis? Am I going to fly or am I gonna die?
Soft wind is blowing making her swoon… She realizes that she is not able to stand still…and neither is her mind…Its wen u r at places like these that u realize how much of support we take from our surroundings while standing on our 2 legs…its wen u r standing with absolutely nothing around you except big vast expanse of sky which is no longer up above you but seems to be coming down to engulf you..its at these times you suddenly miss the surrounding that you were so used to.
“Its almost time” She thinks and closes her eyes…
“Dint someone say that your whole life flashes before you at moments like this?” She thinks of things gone by, people she left, people who left her and ofcourse those whom she wanted to be with but who were just never there.
The countdown begins…
5…
She raises her arms
4…
She closes her eyes
3…
She takes a deep breath
2…
She realizes that she is smiling
1…
Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohoooooooo
She falls…
That was her experience with Bungee jumping :P

Happy-NEW-Year

A lot of people said that I marked my 50th post but dint mark the turn of year on my blog. Afterall, it was the first turn of year being witnessed by my blog.
So Happy New Year to all.
But then if u think it over…
What’s so new about this year? Other den one extra day in Feb, isn’t it the same as the old one? Same old months, same old alternatively 30 and 31 days, same festivals, same seasons…blah blah blah.
So what’s so new about it?

Its a year with new days and different opportunities, new events and new..umm watever.
But den we get a new day every 24 hours, dont we. We have a new opportunity, a new sunrise and all dat jazz every 24 hours. Then wat major significance does this turn of day hold..

Am I being too rational? or am I being too pessimistic?
Watever it is...one thing is for sure..im definetely using TOO MANY QUESTIONMARKS :P

Ok people..lk we wish Gud morning to everyone, here I wish happy, peaceful and healthy remaining 2008 for you :)

Mehndi Torture

I wrote (or rather cribbed) about the impending wedding season but forgot to mention the most intricate part of this season for gals n women..nah its not shopping..( u guys really cant think beyond gossip and shopping wen someone mentions women na..hmph!) Its decorating ur hands with a sorta herbal tattoo by making intricate designs....we know it as applying mehndi or heena. Some women also apply it on their hair and men on their beard giving it a kinda rusty luk (wat a pathetic way to hide whites huh :P) bt dats a different matter.
The only cumbersome thing about applying mehndi is that for 2-3 hrs u r in a way without ur hands. While some take it as an opportunity to have friends and family members at ur beck-n-call der r some who find it irritating since it leaves them at others mercy for mundane tasks as drinking water and itching...urs truely no doubt comes from the 2nd school of thought.
To avoid dis i genrally opt to apply mehndi on only one palm at a time. However one of the couples getting hitched dis season was my brother as well so goin with the flow I decided to deck up both my palms and even feet (as an afterthought only)
OMG the torture I had to stand:

• It was December and mehndi is obviously cold so my hands freezed.


• I obviously cudnt eat and drink water…though I generally don’t feel hungry, dat time I was suddenly starving. And no one in the house had ‘any time’ to feed me.


• When eventually someone did feed me then it wasn’t my chice of food. Instead of what I want, I was given morsels of “what’ll be good for me” which obviously tastes pathetic. *sigh* it was either that or starve.


• Nothing beats a cup of hot ginger tea in winters...but imagine when u r offered the same with a straw!!!! Arrgh!


• Y is it that wen u know ur hands are as good as not being der at all, suddenly u feel as if ants are crawling all over you…trust me itching is the worst form of torture.


• Winters coupled wid mehndi results in u feelin cold and dis often results in nature’s call. But der is absolutely no way u can attend to it!! :O this is almost as bad as itching in terms of torture, if not worse.


• When you have to make sure that absolutely nothing and no one touches/brushes by you, you end up bumping into everything and everyone. Be it curtains or furniture (which is very much at its place and not lk in the middle of the passage) or people.


• Not to forget that comments like, “oh! Now you are no of help”, “so for next 4 hours, you are good for nothing huh” and “can u like just stay in one corner and imitate some piece of furniture!! U r blocking the way!”, “u dare stain my shirt and den u see wat happens next” (this wen I was standing at one place and not even moving!!!)

*sigh* see its sooooo tuff. So next time when you wanna really reallllllllllllly torture someone, put mehendi on der palm and feet. As forall these people..i’l see to them next time when I undergo this exercise..what? u thot I’m done wid it for a lifetime? NAH!!

Update: This is MY pic :)

How to get ready for office early!

ROFL:D Man i simply adore des guys!!
Only a supremely lazy and i-hate-gettin-up-early-morning person like me can admire and value the sheer genius of this line of thought.
*sigh*
If only it was possible!
hahahahaha

Know me

Another Tag, thnx to Adi..though she dint exactly tag me but i kinda liked it so i picked it up myself...
So brace urself as yours truely reveals some unknown until now facts about herself :P

Pick out a scar you have, and explain how you got it. Burn mark on the back of both my hands..i got it at age of 7yrs through an electric shock (people say dats wen I went a bit off-track..wateverr dat means)

What does your phone look like? My phone, is a Nokia 6270 and it looks bulky.

What is on the walls of your bedroom? Like I said here, absolutely nothing.

What is your current desktop picture?

Im on a nature loving trip these days.








Do you believe in gay marriage? Ummm gay as in happy…sure.gay as in GAY..never bothered to give it a thought. N neways, none of my concern dude.

What do you want more than anything right now? Ummmmm curl myself inside a blanket and sip a cup of nice hot ginger tea…sigh! Pure bliss!

Are your parents still together? Yes, and at times together against ME.

Last person who made you cry? Im the only one who can make myself cry buckets.

What is your favorite perfume/cologne? Ummm never really bothered for perfumes…but I guess anything dats nice n a bit subtle will do.

What are you listening to? Right now to him listening to constant sound of the generator and ofcourse tapping of my keyboard keys. But b4 dat I was listening to Enrique

Do you get scared of the dark? Are you kidding? I like making out shapes in dark.

Do you like pain killers? Sure..i love them..arnt they yummy….wat crap man..WHO likes pain killers huh..i never tk painkillers coz dey r addicting.

If you could eat anything right now, what would it be? Im feeling lk having a pizza..nice hot crispy yummy pizza…yummm

Who was the last person who made you mad? Myself ofcourse..nobody else is dat important.

Who was the last person who made you smile? Mr. bean

Is someone in love with you? Ofcourse..all around me. You just cant help fallin in love wid me for one reason or another...& if u say dat u dont den u r simply LYING :P

Three Things in my life I can never let go of
1. My will power
2. My stubborn attitude (snobby)
3. My ego (ya ya heard all about how bad it is n shud have ego n all bulls**t..keep it to urself)
4. My novels
5. My frnds n family (ok dis was purely for the senti touch :P)

List 5 things that you want to say to people but never will. Don't say who they are.
1. And I thought u knew me well
2. Did god forget to put some grey cells in dat big bloated head of urs
3. Y cant u just let me be
4. You think I care
5. Get this n get this straight..i NEED not tell you every single detail of my life

Five Things I’d Love To Do Before I Die
1 Learn how to whistle. Dat typical mawali whistle dat requires u to put ur fingers in ur mouth. I wanna whistle in a multiplex in the middle of a movie.
2 Dance in the rain in the middle of a busy road
3 Live in a tree house..I loved the tree house in “George of the jungle”
4 I wanna go on a pirate ship…and if the captain is as hot as jack sparrow ah well, dats a bonus ;)5 Travel randomly

Five Things I Will Not Do Even If It Kills me
1. Smoke a ciggie (though come to thnk of it…smokin kills)
2. Date a married man
Ummmmmmmmmmm cant think of anything else..watever I had in my list of things I’ll never do end up happening to me so cant say.

Five Things I Do When I’m Away From The Public
1. Talk to myself
2. Think in restrospect
3. Laugh like crazy
4. Poke my nose (ewwwww..how gross i can get :P)
5. Bath and daily ablutions

Five Fav Sentences/Quotes
1 Wateverrrrr (ppl around me are thoroughly bugged wid dis wrd)
2 What Crap!! (picked up from my ex-boss)
3 Duuuuuuuuuuuuude (accompanied wid a surprised voice and rollin eyes)
4 Ya rite!!
5 Uffffffffffffffffff!!!

Five Things I’ll Make You Wish You Didnt Do, If You Did
1. You called me a BIMBO
2. Take me for granted
3. Boss me around..im the one who’ll do that ok
4. Touch my hair...i absolutely hate it
5. Make me wait for u

Now time to tag ppl...i tag Spectator and Lazyman

QWERTY Noise

Seems like I’m leading a very noisy life. As if there wasn’t enough decibel levels generated by the National Capital Region’s vehicles and metro work, there was that band practice outside my office then there was my footgear (which I promptly got changed) and now suddenly people have started complaining about my major source of communication to the outside world..no baba, dey rnt bugged by my voice..its my PC’s keypad. My major source of communication with the world around me is primarily my computer…my blog, messenger, social networks I m part of, emails blah blah blah.
The problem is that though im mute while typing, my keyboard literally yells. And wid most of the people in my office working through laptops..anyways the sound levels are quiet low (even those band walaahs are done wid der rehersals) so the sound of my fingers hitting my keypad is exceptionally pronounced (ahem well ok so I admit dat I do punch dem a little harder but still…).
“Do u plan to completely get done with your keyboard lady?”
“OMG Relax!! You’ll make me deaf one of these days”
“U pissed?”
“Arrey wats dis sound man…who is hitting whom!”
*sigh*
See what all I have to jhelofy…good thing that none of it bothers me. As I put final touches to this post, I have people around me glaring as if I have completely lost my mind..but u know the bestest part? I SIMPLY DON’T CARE!!!
And if u r wondering the sense of this post den lemme tk u out of this misery...there isn’t any. I felt like writing and couldn’t think of something quick so I came up with this…n newayz, the female of species don’t ever need a reason or topic to ramble about;)

Burned by Agni

Frnd: You must have heard of Agni
Me: Agni…I have heard of agni missile
(not wanting to be caught unaware, I made a google search on agni)
Me: And ofcourse it’s a service provider in Bangladesh- Agni Systems. But y r u talking about it?
Frnd: I was talking about Agni- the disc @ Hotel Park. Google search is not always a nice option u know.
Me: Damn! Oh gawd can I please please disappear from the face of this earth
*sigh*

Defending the Ostrich

Disclaimer: This post is not aimed at raising awareness about the endangered species.
Why are you in the habit of running away from facts? Y don’t you confront them? Closing your eyes wont make them go away……blah blah blah. I have lost the count of number of times I have got this gyaan in some form or another about this ostrich syndrome of mine.
While I have no trouble with listening to something good, I fail to understand this up-against-arms attitude people have towards this. First the basics: Ostrich syndrome basically refers to a state of mind where you refuse to accept a situation as real.
Your 1st reaction would be criticizing this thought process. Running away from reality after all isn’t a nice thing na..or so we preach.
My question is what if this so called reality is an impossible and terribly painful proposition? A situation or a truth that you cannot undo by any means and moreover, if you face it, it can hurt you big time. Now tell me, in such a case do u still advocate that one should face it and bear the pain it inflicts? Or simply avoid the confronting it and live in blissful ignorance.
I remember something I read in The Zahir by Paulo Coelho..It was something like If you ask yourself if you are happy is a trap..coz if the answer is no then you have to do something to make the situation better or you’ll be worse off then before (des wrnt the exact words but this is the crux of what he wrote). So in such a situation, I am not asking myself if I am happy with what I have or not coz in case I think im not, den I have to get what makes me happy and if I cannot..den Im doomedL So think what you may have to, preach what you do but for me…ostrich is a savior.