Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Simply because I feel like it

Sometimes I disagree with people simply because I feel like it
Sometimes I get angry simply because I feel like it
Sometimes I starve simply because I feel like it
Sometimes I over-eat simply because I feel like it
Sometimes I annoy people simply because I feel like it
Sometimes I love people simply because I feel like it
Sometimes I write simply because I feel like it

Sometimes I feel like its alright to be like this simply because I feel like it
He loved her. But himself more.
The red cat faced back from the coloring paper and blinked at the tiny three year old
Its eyes were black, half body blue and the other half uncolored
The tot ran to her mother to mention the invention
The mother laughed.
She innocently wondered if she drew her mother out of a paper as well.
The pearl rolled from this end of the table to that
and ended up in his hands,
The maker made it into a pendant
He tied it around her beautiful long neck
The pearl now knew why it was born and where it belonged. With her.
Have you ever looked at a crowded road with vehicles whizzing away and felt like you could close your eyes and go across because everything that's around you is unreal, imagined to life?

I have. I think this is what detached means.
'I want to, but I don't want to'
'Me too'
'I want to, ten millions times more than I don't want to'
'Then let's stop worrying'

I wish

Monday, September 27, 2010

Rebelling is good. When it's not against yourself.
K - I have a blue t-shirt which looks almost purple. But not really purple.
Me - Ohhk. So you have a blue t-shirt which is not really blue. It's purple but not really purple. so what color is it? O_o?
Kan - It's blurple
K - No, it's Plue
Me? I was trying hard to stop rolling on the floor :)

Love the adorable madness around me. Makes coming to work worth all the traffic jam. Really :)

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

The solution to one problem cannot be another problem.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

"The day seems a little faded, the colours not as vibrant, the sounds more muted. My world seems empty when you are not here." - L
The winds are so loud amidst all those raindrops noisily sparring with each other.
I want that wind to carry my words and speak it out loud for me.
Maybe I will be heard then.
The emptiness an idiot by choice has to deal with for a lifetime.
I know what that means.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Internet Obssession

Since the last two days I have been pondering real hard and have come to the conclusion that I am addicted to the internet. I wake up late, every morning. I just have enough time to do some basic cooking and get ready to work. I still find the ten mins to take the trouble of logging into my laptop, connect the photon, wait for the damn thing to work, log on to gmail, facebook, blogs and twitter. Point to be noted is that I usually log off at 2 am in the morning. I know that no ground breaking or life changing updates would have happened in the last few hours. But still I HAVE to log in. Its like doping or something. Every morning I miss the office shuttle because of this. Every morning I continue to do this.

Time to take some time off useless things like FB and gchat! hmph!

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Random Rumblings

Salsa happened very unceremoniously. I just walked in one day and started with the classes. Loved every bit of it. I somehow found the courage to dance in front of atleast 20 other people. I was an awful dancer, I still am. But that dint stop me from doing what I loved. That period was so much fun. Every Monday I waited for the Saturday, and every Saturday I woke up early just because I was too excited. I wouldn't miss classes for anything in the world. I miss that urge now. I want it back.
Start salsa classes again - Note to self

Cooking was something I grew up hating. I hated every bit of it. But now things have changed. I love it. There is no other feeling that can replace the elation you live when a meal you cooked or a cake you baked turns out to be good. I love trying new stuff and everytime I open the lid of the vessel or the cooker to see how my masterpiece looks like, I can easily pass off as the happiest woman alive.
Cook more and, more often - Note to self

Whenever there is a man in my life, I find myself being very very unhappy. Not because they are bad. It's just that the knot brought along with it many many issues and at the end of the day I am overwhelmed with frustration. The sunshine in me dies out. Love makes me unhappy.
If you know you are absolutely undoubtedly incapable of doing something, quit trying. There is no point - Note to self

Swimming is a recent craze. I love it with all my heart. An hour of it makes me feel so peaceful, nothing in the world matters.
Swim daily or atleast 4 times a week - Note to self

I like to paint... although am very bad at it. A chart paper and some watercolors can suddenly add meaning to the hour I spend on it. Maybe I should get better at this and in the process spend time sensibly.
Learn to paint - Note to self

I want to learn to climb walls and build the stamina to trek. I know this would mean gymming, which is by far the only only only activity i HATE in my life. But then while I look at the big picture, it feels worthwhile.
Check with Kan and just do it! - Note to self

I like crochet, once I actually sit to do it. The initial motivation is what is required.
Learn to make a beautiful crochet top - Note to self

Find a new job. The current one is growing on me. It no longer motivates me to get out of the bed in the morning. Time for a nicer change.
Look look look - Note to self

With so much to do, what am I rumbling about?

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Breast Cancer - Be Aware!

A friend sitting next to me is reading articles on Chemotherapy, her mother having diagnosed with breast cancer. The cancer has been growing in for a while now. Her mother's hesitation prevented an early discussion with any of her children. The disease is now spread to other organs as well. What could have been avoided at a premature state is now taking a toll in their lives. The mother is going through pain, the daughter is helpless. The son is running around shuttling between issues and life.

I hereby request every daughter or son to please please please take their mothers for a checkup asap. The checkup doesn't take time and it will do you a world of good to be in the knowing.

Cancer is not for mothers (or anybody for that matter). They are too delicate and loved to go through that pain.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Sometimes 'everything' is not enough. And sometimes 'anything' is just enough.

Friday, September 3, 2010

"Only unfulfilled love can be romantic" - from Vicky Cristina Barcelona

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Thanks to all the mythology related books I ve been reading recently,

I want to be Panchaali and kick Arjun and Kunti where it hurts them the most.
Be best friends with Krishna.
Seduce Vyasa, learn about my future and change it however it suits me.
Elope with Karna and have a fairy tale life or return Bheem's love and be treated like a queen.
Forbid Shiva from all that fucking dope.
Be Sati and sword fight. And, make Shiva go all nuts about me.
Tell Daksha to go get a life.
Teach Shakuni some manners.
And so much more. That era is so fascinating!

I knew it! I don't really belong to the present period at all. Sighhh