For the need to type sentences

I wanted to write, but im way too busy making a card ;-) so, well, this makes up for it..

1. Pick out a scar you have, and explain how you got it.
To be honest I have many scars.At times i doubt if im a scar collector (like stamp collectors, bone collectors et all :-p) hee hee..
The latest has to be the one on the bum.. A zebra crossing thanks to the coral in Maya Bay, Thailand.. Not complaining though ;-)


2. What does your phone look like? List your reasons to buy it?

The SonyEricsson was because i had lost an exact identical phone (same model, same colour) which i absolutely love (3.2 mega pixel was huge then :-p)

The Blackbery, hated it when i first got it (Office present), LOVE the connectivity now ;-)

3. What is on the walls of your bedroom?

Malinga's Pictures (and Lot of 'em), My artwork, Dandiya sticks, and mom's cross-stitches..

 my 8th birthday present (mom made :) )

 my sweetheart once upon a time. cant believe i was THAT crazy :-p

4. What is your current desktop picture?

 exactly!!! no fair.. but oh so cute :)

5. Do you believe in gay marriage?
Yes


6. What do you want more than anything right now?
To be in  the Uk.. Working.. :)



7 . What time were you born?
5.40pm on a leisure Sunday ;-)


8. Are your parents still together?
Yes. Very much together and in love like teenagers ;-)
And to prove my case, they are out romancing right now :-p


9. Last person who made you cry?
 Erm.. Leaving Bangalore, made me cry. 


10. What is your favorite perfume / cologne?

Nina Ricci .. Smells absolutely yummmy


and Versace Crystal Noir happens to be another fav

11. What kind of hair/eye color do you like in the opposite sex?
Black/black.. But then again hair colour, eye colour doesn't really matter. What matters is what he is inside. That colour is what matters


12. What are you listening to? Why?
we Twist, we twist we twist and we twist.. Love Aaj Kal.. while listening Raj's pleas to change the channel because he understands no Hindi (hee hee hee)


13. Do you get scared of the dark?
No.. I almost always prefer the dark, as compared to all the brightness. Somethings, are much more clear when its dark. I suspect i was an owl in my last birth.

14. Do you like painkillers?
When im in Pain? hell yeah :-p


15. Are you too shy to ask someone out?
 i have that someone ;-)


16. If you could eat anything right now, what would it be?
 Hot aloo paranthas, Pani Puri and Jamoons for 5 Rupees ;-)


17. Who was the last person who made you mad?
hmm.. I dont keep grudges. And to prove my point, i thought and though and thought for a couple of minutes.. And i still cant remember.


18. List one habit you have that has the potential to annoy people?
I appear happy and Yuppie, that perhaps?

19. Who was the last person who made you smile?
Momie 

Us.. Unravelled

There are some people.
That no matter how hard you try,
you'll never manage to reach up to them.

You're one of them.

There are people,
who can show all their love,
uninhibited love.
All the care and all the concern.
And you still don't feel you belong with them.

You're one of them.

There are people
Whom you could want to talk about
everything under the sun with.
And yet you can't and so can't they.

You're one of them.

There are some people you so badly want to belong with,
want to see a future with,
and yet you know,
you're the puzzle,
that'll never fit into their jigsaw of life.

I'm one of them.

live, life

You only live once,
So why fear taking the risk?

You've got nothing to lose,
Why not take the risk?

If you fail or falter,
You'll know you tried.

If you hear more downs than ups,
About you,

You can at least hold your head up,
And say proudly,
You did it!

You don't have another lifetime to do what you have to do,
Oh! Reincarnation doesn't count!
You'd be some one else by then.

Do something!
For yourself
For what you are now.
For the name you've given yourself

For the soul in you,
the soul which yearns,
For you,
To be you!

For only you live, for yourself.
No one else does.
Smile, and hold your head high,
Pat you back,
And say,
I love you, to you

my 2 weeks

It started off
as an uncertain plan,
It went on
To be further planned and;
Mulled over and;
Fretted over.

Arguments and irritation,
Smiles and laughter's,
Love and hatred,

It turned out,
to be a months wait,
A definite wait.

It passed by with hopes,
Fights,
Making up,
Romance,
Lust,
Hope.

Its down to two weeks,
And the 2 weeks
seems to crawl pass,
What happens then,
is still uncertain
Undecided,
Unplanned

But I for one, know
the lack of distance
And the proximity
Will set all doubts clear,
All curves straight,

Turn all tears into smiles,
All sorrow into joy
All heartbreak into butterflies

The best 2 weeks of my life,
For 4 weeks ;)

The wait,
makes the living,
worth every minute of its second ;)

Michael Jackson.

I have come to realise,
deep inside every magnificent performer,
there is a depression,
he's trying to mask.

Aint no other way how,
he could be so raw,
so, pure from the soul,
so, Fragile.

RIP MJ..

Sucks that i was 10 years old in 1996 and even more that im 24 now, but you aint around!

Cheers to the best performer i've seen/heard/grew up listening to!!

Sorry

I'd say sorry to you,

Sorry for all the moments of uncertainty
Sorry for all the moments of doubts
sorry for putting you in a spot,
when i wasnt capable of footing the blame.

Sorry,
For ditching you,
for the exact uncertainty that i hated

Sorry,
For disrespecting you,
for the disrespect that im facing

Sorry,
For yelling at you,
for now, im being yelled at.

Sorry,
for not taking you seriously,
for now, im not even a Joke

Sorry,
for not realizing sooner,
That your words of
me,
never finding someone te same,
Is well,
True.


I'll never love you forever,
neither do i think of you,
but when i see you,
i am reminded of all ive gained
and nothing ive lost.

nothing-ness

A man does not belong to a caste any lesser than what he belongs to a nation,

and one such man does not belong any more to a nation than what he belongs to the World.

I wish i had understood this many years ago. When i was debating Mahatma Gandhi.

Only to be dumbfounded by my opponent when she simply said,

...' But you are no Indian, we suffer the brunt of his deed'...

I had no answer to that then, but i do now.

I am also glad i didn't understand what i know now because i was simply too young then.

I didn't have arguments in me.

I never felt the need to reform.

I see joy. i see friendship. i see no caste. no creed.

Now i see the need to reform. Myself predominantly, let alone the society.

I find that Ive absorbed all the germs from my ancestors past, harboring them and passing it down to my future.

I resemble almost everything i hated in my past generation, and what i foresee my future generation will be.

I have a tinge of racism now.

Im not too hard on myself because i know deep down, everyone is Racist. We are more often than not instigated to turn out racist. Peer pressure, environmental and sociological impacts, hatred passed down generation after generation, yada yada and Mambo Jumbo.

Im not glad i am racist. I'd like to be able to stand tall, and scream out loud, i'm human..
ive got no caste, no creed no race..

But then again, human race, is a race already ;)

life, as i see it

You can live in poverty,
But you don't need to act
like you're stricken by it.

You can live in failure,
But you don't need to act,
Like its beaten you.

You can live in heartbreak
But you don't need to act
Like you've been shattered.

For we live to
glorify our past.

For we live to
See another story of joy

For we live to
Romanticize our good time

For there maybe someone,
Who rejoices at our fall

For there maybe someone
who regales at our inability

For there maybe someone
Who builds forts on our ruins

Simply because,
we dont look at ourselves,
the way people would look at us.

And never should you.

happy green day

I saw a jogger,
Outside the park,
With a scrawny stick in his hand..

It had rained
Nd the roads were clogged

He could have walked on,
Nd yet he stooped
Low,

He poked,
And prodded.
He went the whole way
And He made sure,
He cleared the logged roads,

He could have walked on
Without a care in the world
Off to his regular route.

Looking at him
Slowly,
Dawdling,
But
Surely,
Clean the roads

My hopes on humanity
Returned.

I was glad,
He took time
To breathe;
To live,
To enjoy,
the nature

And that he didn't hesitate
To repair the nature
For when it wasn't perfect
He never wasted a second
To make amends
For his past
And for the future..

He represented environmental day..
He showed me,
How it was environmental day,
Everyday.

and, for a man who stooped so low,
no one else looked so noble,
in my eyes before.

tinies.

Love,

Is like a string on Barbed wire,
Tangled,
Together.
Snarled,
Silently
Mangled,
Magnificently

Painfully.