It was Love at First Sight for me. And I guess its just a dream that now 7 1/2 years down the line since then, we are still on the phone for the past 5 hours, occassionally thinking the same things and saying them too…I just wish this dream never breaks.
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The Same Song
I was watching The Namesake today and during the titles, this song played and instantly I took a liking for it as am a fan of meaningful lyrics…..
Do listen to it if you can specially the lyrics….
“How many roads have I wondered
None and each my own
Behind the bridges have crumbled
No question of return
Autumn leaves
Like discarded dreams
Trampled underneath
Tired of callous feet
Its the same song playing
Everywhere i go
Its like an army marching
Right through me
Nowhere to go
But the horizon
Where then
Will i call my home??
Summer spent
In the high grass
Are just fragments
Ransacked memories??
Dark river snakes
Across this murky hall
Boatman sings his
Downstream memories
Nowhere to go
But the horizon
Where then
Will i call my home??”
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Bummed out completely!
The last 30 hours has been the most eventful phase of my life in the last 6 months.
Yesterday, during my routine shopping sessions, I very conveniently yet unknowingly dropped my keys somewhere due to which I had to get the duplicates of my room of cupboard keys made for 250INR (yeah, yeah! I know only a fool would have paid that much for two simple stupid lock-keys, but then at the moment i was desperate n i dint really have the energy to hunt for another locksmith.)
Next as I was already running late, I went for a quick bath and there again I had the worst slip ever. I mean, which 21 year old slips in the bathroom!?!?!?!??????
Well, yeah I did today…. while shampooing. I hit the back of my head so badly that for a moment I thought it had finally managed to crack it open and it was time for stitches ( I hate anything to do with needles and my body and thankfully till date other than when I got operated upon, I didn’t have the necessity of bothering a doctoring to stitch any of my body parts up.) I managed to get back on my feet, holding the back of my head as it hurt really bad then. I revised in my head all the important happenings in my life till date making sure I didn’t lose any of my important memory When all seemed secure up there, I looked down at my feet only to find that oodles of blood was oozing out of there as if there is no tomorrow and the cut there was very deep. No matter how much I tried, it just wouldn’t stop from coming. A huge part which didn’t get skinned turned blue-black withing the next 2-3 minutes because of internal clotting!….More and more tears!!!
Savlon, cotton, and a few more tears after I realized I had very littl
e time in my hand as I had to catch WAKE UP S!D(the only good part about today) in another hour’s time before which I had to go for lunch.
So I cried like the little me and got ready while all cranky and headed
towards the movie hall to watch Ranbir n Me ( almost 20 people have told me till date that I look a lot like Konkona and today in the movie I found her character a lot like me….her dressing sense, her reaction in the mouse scene, her inclination towards writing and the fact that she hates it when people take random pictures of her’s)
After the movie, came another sad part of my life….the needle finally did happen to me. I had to go get myself a tetanus as what cut me was a bad piece of metal. I went to three doctors as the first two refused to inject me due to their other priorities so the third one proved lucky for me but he also didn’t let go of me without a dose of his lecture on something, something… as the pain which he did inject into me along with the tetanus was too much for me to bear and so I just chose to screen his voice for my ears…
My right hand never felt heavier in ages and while I type right now, I feel like it hurts more than the actual wound….
I wish I get well soon….muah muah to me.
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27 Questions
1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?
i look good in smudged slept-over kajal
2. How much cash do you have in your wallet right now?
150INR
3. What’s a word that rhymes with DOOR?
FLOOR
4. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?
+9199765**44* (Dunno the person)
5. What is your favorite ring tone on your phone?
Hero – Enrique
6. What are you wearing right now?
A blue night dress
7. Do you label yourself?
“only the best”
8. Name the brand of the shoes you’re currently own?
Catwalk, Inc.5
9.Bright or Dark Room?
Dimly lit
10. What does your watch look like?
Don’t wear watches
11. What were you doing at midnight last night?
Playing Dandiya at Pune Club
12. What did your last text message you received on your cell say?
“Happy Durga Puja”
13. What’s a word that you say a lot?
“Hmmmmm”
14. Who told you he/she loved you last?
A Classmate when i told him that yesterday’s test was cancelled.
15. Last furry thing you touched?
Mah Teddy Bear
16. Favourite age you have been so far?
18 till i die
17. What was the last thing you said to someone?
“you think you want to meet me for the last time”
18.The last song you listened to?
“1234-Plain White T’s”
19. Where did you live in 1987?
In my mom’s cozy womb
20. Are you jealous of anyone?
Not someone that I can think of.
21. Is anyone jealous of you?
Plenty (I m sure about it)
22. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper and mailed it?
December 2008
23. Can you change the oil on a car?
No
24. Your first love/big crush: what is the last thing you heard about him/her?
He was in love with me.
25. Does anything hurt on your body right now?
My back is giving me a pretty rough time lately.
26.What is your current desktop picture?
Dew drops resembling tears
27. Have you been burnt by love?
Always
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A self-confessed Shopaholic
I am getting so fed up of myself lately!
Even an ounce of stress created inside me urges me to throng myself to the nearest shopping mall and the devil in me just pushes me to pick something interesting up and head towards the billing counter before i can change my mind.
Shopping helps me to ease out myself, soothes me internally and lifts me up instantly. It gives me a kind of HIGH i love to revel in.
In the past one month, I have numerous things which have appealed to me instantly in the very first sight. For my shame, lemme just list it down here -
1. Peacock Green Top
2. Numerous pairs of earrings
3. A matching neck piece to go with the item listed on NO.1
4. A pair of bellies
5. A sunshine yellow top
6. Number of nailpaints and other beautifying products even though already have them in different varieties.
7. Nose pins which I swore I would never buy and at the moment I am even wearing one of them.
And the list continues…..
Even if I go out for a simple dinner hosted by a friend, I get a nervous attack and although my cupboard is literally bursting, I can never find anything suitable to wear for the occassion. As a result, stress builds up and the very next moment, before my self-realisation dawns on me, I find myself in the nearby WestSide Showroom (which again is my favourite store and everytime I walk in, I feel like favouring them by emptying my wallet) looking for items to buy.
This post is a self condemning one but incidently I dont see that happening because I have already planned on going back to WestSide day after tomorrow to pick up sumthing I really really love but can obviously do without.
So my darling reader, you gotta help me out here. I am becoming this uncontrollable shopping freak and although I am realising it, I cannot help because I am already a Self-confessed Shopaholic.
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My One Condition for Marriage
“Love is transient and you are beautiful. You will find someone.” – A friend.
But the choosy person that I am, I won’t be satisfied with just someone, he has to much more than someone. He has to be someone who loves me unconditionally. He has to be someone who is ready to give up anything in the world for me and by anything I mean – Money.
Money is what makes the world go around. Consciously or Unconsciously, it is Money everyone is running after. Where is the Love?
The Indian Marriage promises the Groom and his family numerous gifts, be it in cash on kind. Has anyone even thought about the Bride other than She herself and probably her family when they get some spare time from thinking about what else to gift the Groom-to-be and his family???
A woman spends more than half of her unmarried life planning and fantisizing about that one day when no one, absolutely no one in the world can take away the title of Miss Universe away from her because every single girl feels on the top of the Universe on her special day – Her wedding Day. Its magical how the hormones in her body work so beautifully adding to her face and every posture a soothing glow.
When it comes to others thinking about me and my marriage(which is yet to happen) – things are no different. But when it comes to me thinking about my marriage, well lets just put it simple words – I’ll make sure that hell breaks lose for my Husband-to-be and I am serious on that note. Most of you reading this, must be thinking that I am too full of myself and may be even laughing, thinking that most of what I have fancied here will remain in my dreams ONLY.
To marry me, my man has to go down on his knees (very conventional!) with the ring in his hand proposing marriage to me. But did I just miss something?!?! – the ring will be no ordinary ring. It has to be a solitaire from Tiffany. Am I asking for too much? No! I am worth much more than just a solitaire but then the least he can do to get me is ask for my “yes” in marriage with him with a Tiffany.
P.S. – this will just be the beginning!
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the SAIYONA that i am…
I love testimonials; whether they say something good about me or whether they say something bad about me. But since no one writes testimonials for me on facebook or orkut, I decided to gift myself a testimonial:
I, according to me, am the most indecisive female on earth. I hate sticking to the same thing and dats why there has to be a constant rejuvenation.
I hate being the talker but then if the opposite person does not talk much, then i start talking so much so that i start talking about things which dun make sense at all.
I love shopping. Even more, window shopping. I love taking a walk in the malls because I come accross new things and I am so not ashamed of being like this.
I don’t consider myself to be good looking at all and incase you have met and have found me so, please don’t think that I am trying to be modest cause I seriously have this major inferiority complex of not being good looking. All I can say about my looks is that, I am dusky and presentable.
I dont like it when things are planned. I like doing random stuff because it gives me a kick. I rather prefer uncertainity to certainity.
I hate being rude but sometimes that I am, it is beyond my patience to control it. And yes, I have this terrible terrible quality which makes me hate myself – “I just can’t say NO straight on the face to someone”.
People say that I am a Narcissist and maybe I am so, because I check out myself too many times in the mirror but then I really cannot change the irregularities in me created by GOD.
After reading my blog and especially this post, you wll most likely think that I am nothing but a self-obsessed female but I have no qualms about it because thats the way I am and thats the way I love myself.
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the above thing is what one of my friends’ said because i come with a an extra large baggage of complications no one wants to a part of.
some hard soul-searching gave me the answer as to why this statement was made – i make people love me , then make them repel me and then make them hate me. its a tough world and you have to mould yourself according to the given situation.
i myself don’t know as to why people around me like me or even more love me; maybe because of this combination of face-body-mind god has gifted me with.
god has given me enough reasons for others to love me and hate me and for me to regret the very day i was born. the endless troubles i have given people around me makes me hate myself to an extent that i myself don’t know where to draw the line.
all this while i was this “’self-obsessed’ bitch” people thought i was because they themselves found it hard to believe as to why i love myself so much. but who doesn’t love oneself??? just that i flaunt it and thats why i am labelled.
at the moment i really hate myself. given a chance, i rather end my life than be a cause of displeasure to all those around me. i have this innate quality of making people feel that i put them forth everything; even before myself. its not a hypocritical quality. i actually do put the other person the most important in my life without caring about myself. and when i feel think i should start thinking about myself, the other person feels neglected and blames me for not giving them a chance to making me feel that i am wanted. the sad part is that all this while they never realized that i had been waiting (just that i dint tell them that i was; but not everything can be so explicitly told).
i guess i am just sick and tired of taking care of people. i need someone to take care of me.
sorry to all those people who have been into stress because of me lately. you know i love you all and i understand you guys regretting to be my friend.
i just hope that at some point i was the reason why you smiled. do let me know what do you still feel about the whole thing.
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thanks but … no thanks!
I agree I get annoying at times but that doesn’t mean that you never do. I certainly don’t think that I had been that unreasonable last night that you had to be so rude to me. There has been many a times when I don’t feel like doing something but I do it only because I don’t want to another cause of anxiety in your already Anxiety-Anguish filled day and this is what I get back??? All I had asked for was…. and that is the reaction I get?!?
When I tend to be over the edge of rage due to certain rude people around and because of that want to leave this country, how about just telling me (even if it is not possible or you don’t want to go) for the time being, “yes, you don’t deserve this”….? Instead you just go and on telling me as to how I will face much worse in the rest of the world.
And after all this, if you had to be rude to me again, why the hell did you send me the Goodnight message at night???? All I asked was ‘when do I wake you up in the morning?’ and to that you replied – “THANK YOU FOR YOUR GENEROSITY AND KIND GESTURE. BUT NO THANKS”!!! Why the hell do you make this constant effort of making me feel so bad?????
If you were all this while feeling so indebted of my kind gesture and generosity, then you should have told me NO in the very beginning, when I had asked you whether I should wake you in the morning or not. And then again when I didn’t wake you up one day and you missed the first lecture in the morning, you didn’t even hesitate to tell me on my face that it is because of me that you had missed the first lecture.
Please have some kind of mercy on me. I anyways have enough to tolerate the whole day, be it in college or where I stay…at least you have found some sort of peace of mind there! I don’t deserve all this from you at least!
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A friend once told me that I should consider myself lucky if a guy knows distinctly and properly more than 20 colors and what differentiates each one of them from the other.
An interesting conversation with a male friend the other day, made me doubt my own knowledge of colors and after I discussed the same with a few roommates. I don’t really how the subject of colors cropped up into the conversation but the interesting part was when I asked him what the color MAUVE looked like?!???
The very confident him told me that MAUVE was a mixture of lighttt yellow and lighttt green. WOW! now that is a weird color to be called mauve but thanks for the comic relief. And for all you guys who don’t know what mauve looks like, here is a small image which describes it.
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The Best Things in Life
The best things in life often remains as a dream. Its more than often that the reality is completely different from what we dream it to be.
Why isn’t it that we are the ultimate designers of our lives when we get to term it as MY LIFE?
Like everyone else, even I feel the tremendous urge to go back in time and alter some minor details as I would like to call it. But if everything went so perfect then wouldn’t we have been fed-up of it by now….well, who says that I am not fed up of it now when it is not so perfect????
As of now, let me just list down all those things I wish I could change – Continue reading ‘The Best Things in Life’
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