I'M A DREAMER, A LOVE MAGNET and A WANDERING SOUL

I'm sitting thoroughly jobless right now waiting for my buddy to move his almost non-existent ass off his chair to go hog on road-side khana...I've been lusting after that food for days now and every bloody who has a mouth and can gobble out words told me  "I'm being silly".  Well I like being silly...wake up people...It's me, silly is one of my middle names...I'm never gonna grow up in that aspect *touch-wood* and the person who makes me grow is gonna be cursed to live the life of a dung beetle...trust me, I'm working on my hexing skills. So yeah pretty much waiting, casting murderous looks every 2 mins and blog surfing. 

V always has these things which I tell her I'll flick, but never end up doing, so now just did it here...totally on an impulse. But it's gonna be a month and more of me, moi, I and myself so first step into the world of insanity....Tread carefully :D ...it's gonna be looooooong.

First up is Personality:

                                                                                      in day-to-day life. 

                                                                                     time for flirting !!!!        

   

                                                                                      nature is a big draw. It's the prefect place to find  peace and quiet. 

                

This I don't quite agree. I take relationships quite seriously. But yes like I said earlier, I'm  rather silly and  I would rather bond with people, at least in the longer run, who can be silly themselves and take a joke for what it is meant to be: A JOKE. For example if I call you cheapo, It's not the equivalent of whore, not that your parents raised you in the wrong manner, not even that you are a cheap person. It only means your being an ass who I feel like kicking right now, simple kick on the butt. Yep, it's difficult being friends with me, but there is never a dull moment with me!!! It all comes at a cost you see :P.. 

OK next thing I'm apparently a rush seeker. I'm TERRIFIED of heights. Just typing that out made my feet all sweaty. How on earth will I ever bungee jump I know not but it's on top of must-do-before-turn-40-or-die list!!!

Next up is the 4 letter word that makes my world go round :D

                                                                                         there is more to it than physical attraction.

                         I think more than one person can vouch for this :D

                                                                                      when the going will get tough!!! 

This quiz is huge man. I'm gonna stop at the 4th one for now. I haven done an ounce of work since morning and I feel like the people I actually I dislike: the work shirkers who come to office just to warm their seats. Finally travel.  

                                                                                              with your nearest and dearest 

OK the next set some other time...peramise :D...finally the latest bling acquisition in ma bling world :D...got it for Diwali ...YAY YAY...the best touch screen digi (SHOWING OFF A BIT :P) cam there is at a price that burnt the pocket big time!!! Now finally I hope I'll have the freedom to use the pics I take at the right time as and when I need them. I'm still doing that for the UK trip!!!

Vivi e lascia vivere

P.S: I was so lazy to type out that feedback of the quiz I converted this into a pic-blog.....sorry about the length again....and my passport looks nothing like the one above. Very few stamps in fact :(...but it will change soon :D...also I can't get this Sony VAIO laptop, fluorescent green one, out of my head. I'm all messed up, somebody help!!!

Why does Murphy love me so much?

I've been MIA for so long...I literally have no clue how to start back!!! Nope aliens didn't abduct me, THEY TRIED TOO TRUST ME, but failed. I was under a self imposed exile and have been doing nothing in particular. Missed me right? Can there be any other answer to that!!! I have sooooo much catching-up to do, so many posts to read, comment on, yet to participate in the discussion on DOV, need to rant about the past 2 weeks...blah blah....

I do remember telling PV that this month is gonna be a bore and my Gaaad it seems to be a colossal one!!! First let's find out what Ms Shetty has been upto from the 13th of Oct shall we? At least pretend to be interested peeps, cammon.. So cutting to the chase,  I have been sick to my bones for the past 2 weeks!!! (Give me some love guys..some more love...a lil more...OK that should do...back off now.....)...You know the typical ahchoo-ahchoo types. Strangely this happens to me every year, at precisely the same time. People do fall sick I know, round the year, but this aggravated viral attack is an annual occurrence (True fact this, hasn't missed a turn even once in 25 years) and me-the-greatest have voluntarily boycotted the medical fraternity so will never ever take any medicines and will run miles before a needle comes within 2 cms of me. Result of which: prolonged coughing bouts most of which arrive sometime during the wee hours of the day and refuse to depart till 12 noon. I've coughed...coughed...COUGHED, till the roof came down so I'm sure one of these days the neighbours are gonna complain to mum that I've got TB or AIDS !!! Fever was a minor deterrent in the daily schedule of the dragon-girl but she also happened to pick up some kinda allergy on her way back from Mysore...Oh right she went to Mysore over the weekend with a bunch of budding Architects..more on that and flying buttresses in the next post...for now let's continue with the rabid-dog story. So she picks up this dust allergy devil knows how, but has been struggling with it ever since!!! 

It's horrible people...just horrible....I  keep sneezing throughout the day- like a pressure cooker gone ballistic- rashes appear all over the shapely bod even without ingesting any of the Weasely products, fingers swell roughly up to 3 times their normal size, every part of the skin that is exposed to the elements itches and turns beet-red!!!! Arggggggggggggh...I told you rabid-mangy story!!! Which brings me to the title of this post: Murphy darling's eternal ever lasting loowe for me!!! Like any other Casanova, he sure befriends a lot of women and in some cases, when he is in the mood to experiment and doesn't mind swinging both ways, befriends the occasional Bobby Darling as well, but our torrid love affair has been going strong for the past 26 years. He always returns back to me, much to my indignation, after cavorting with millions around the world. Whenever he does, he returns like the faithful lover with such gusto and fervour that sometimes I wonder 'Kiss janam ka bandhan ha ye jo aaj bhi Fevicol ke jod ki tarah kayaam hai!'....Like the prefect boyfriend every girl reads about in those mush-inducing Mills and Boons novels' this dude smothers me, yes smothers me with all kinds of attention. He refuses to let me out of his sight even for a moment and the few hours that we do manage to sleep after all the indulging ,he makes sure that he is in my dreams through and through!!! We've been going rock-hard thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis long, I know I'll break his heart when I say this, but sadly our relationship has now reached that stagnant phase where I'm quite sick of his attention and he well, still-truly-deeply-madly-impossibly loves me but I've finally come to a decision that we must part ways; we just have to...so I'm putting him up for adoption. Anybody interested please drop me a mail, early bidders might even get a shoe free :P....

By now you must have realized that this is a no good post so if you really are thaaat jobless or thaaat sadistic or even both, here are some more ramblings in the bulleted form.

>>> I caught up on a lot of sleep this past week. Did nothing productive and didn't solemnly swear to do any good either.

>>> Have been visiting a lot of blogs and found some really interesting ones, will plug them in later, but haven't been able to comment in earnest for a long time now. I haven't forgotten any of you, just need sometime to get my bearings back. One particular post that cracked me upto no end : facebook-pwincezz. COTTON CANDY HONEY AP MARIMUTHU!!! Ingenious I say.

>>> Lots of posts with/about blogger awards doing the rounds and people are keen on knowing more about the dragon so will oblige soon :D. Rhetoric as this question maybe, have you guys read this? :  donate-kashmir....this line struck a chord "We are to Kashmir what the British were to us"... then there is this I miss UK :(...... this was a succinct comparison of Bangalore, the city I love the most and London , a city which I have been oh-so-missing since I came back!!! Chints you blog like everyday, and sense, not balderdash like me. I am so friggin J of you Lekhan Gupta, green-eyed all the way. If I did have any award to give away, I'd give you 'I DIG YOUR BLOG' or 'YOU ROCK' one right away. Your posts kept me great company while I was ill. Cheers Shubh :D

>>> Kalpak is right on top of my hit list right now. On the top dude, ACME, ZENITH, NUMERO UNO...anything and everything....you called me skinny dragon. Poop-head you, take a hint from my signature.... I'll barbecue you alive for the Halloween party if you call me skinny again. Resist the urge I know it's difficult being single an all, but be the better man, will ya?

>>> I seem to have found my liking for poetry, Hindi poems in particular, again. Eons ago I indulged in those myself, I'm suddenly all inspired to be a Galib. BTW I frequent some great blogs. These blogs have many followers as well but even the most popular blogger's view count stands somewhere in the last 20 K...Even Sahana with all that furore, stood right there. Made me wonder actually for somebody to have gotten to 4 times this number, how many times might they have refreshed their own page ?

>>> Thank you to those who responded to the previous post, not many used their soon to be redundant gray matter, but I liked PV's response the best. Not many associate a dragon with laughter and me being the uber maverick saw the instant appeal in that :O...

>>> Mr X-man, thank you for your personalized mail. As much as I appreciate the profound insight that 'Whore' rhymes with 'roar' I'm not here to judge people, well a bit maybe, I'm a girl after all, but what people do in their personal lives is not something I like commenting on. The person in contention might be doing everything short of calling me names but I'm gonna be the laughing dragon and guffaw it away. I don't wish to preach here, but name calling is for the weak (right Machi ;))..In the fight with the dragon, the lion is bound to go down, but apart from being the bigger animal here I also would like to be the bigger person, for once, let me atleast give it a shot right?

>>> I've been reading 'The Girl who played with fire' and it's a great whodunit. Don't like the sequel so much but I've just started on it. The tattoo of the lead character is something I'm willing to kill for!!! I've also been watching loads of Wildfire'. It's a series that I got hooked on to whilst  I was at UK; it's nothing great but my love for horses has grown exponentially ever since!!!

>>> I had exceptional hair-days the entire last week; when I had nobody around me to show off to!!! Story of my life!!! The days when I need to serenade my hair it would be anything from the tailu-aunty to coconut husk but when I'm confined indoors, all the shine and softness that Dove can possibly bestow on me is there in full glory!!!

>>> My first name means love,loved by all to be precise, irony, but true. Recently Ghara-eyes was seen enumerating to the blogger world why I don't understand the nuances of this 4 letter world. Lame as the reasons were, in a desert of monosyllable stringers even that litany filled with sewage was destined to be soaked in. All I'd like to say is this "my love wishes from the bottom of his heart, with no malice whatsoever, that you find love one day". For only those experienced in the magic of true love, truly understand the aura of it  right :) :) :). Maybe then your life wouldn't be this bitter!!! Just maybe.

>>> I haven't been active on DOV for so long that I think I'll be kicked out soon. It's been an interesting month out there and I will soon have to come up with something to remain a darling there!!! I joined blog adda, blog junta, 20 something bloggers etc etc and have done absolutely nothing since. I'm such a total disappointment to me-self!!!

>>> While I lay awake sometimes at night for no particular reason I get some of the best ideas, kick-ass phrases, wonderful vocab, great clauses, miss-me-not expressions....the minute I sit to type, they evaporate. Is this a sign from above that should leave this space for good?

>>> I think I know why I get no blessings from the heaven dwellers...All the blessings are directed to a certain 'Laksmi'(supposed to be the name written in my kundali) by Mother India not to Priyanka whenever she is asking the GAAD above to bless the prodigal child.

>>> Thank you Rahul, Guruji, Machi, V, Aditi for genuinely missing me (I wonder why). It helped make the rabidity, bearable :D

              Happy Diwali to you and your family. 

Spread light and love all around you and if your giving out chocolates/sweets make sure you've kept some for me :D. 

FOR THE LOVE OF DOG!!!

Something about me and an all picture post...I just don't get enough of them. Was low yet again, surprise surprise!!! I couldn't manage to convince an important person, who I am and what I want, and I just let it be. It's totally unlike me to let things be, but this year has been showing more facets of me , which I never knew existed, with each passing day. I never knew I could take criticism in my stride, I did; I never knew I could invoke a hate mail post, I did; I never knew If try so hard I'd still fail, but I did. 

I'm not low cause of the failure, aha aha, I'm low cause I'm not getting answers and it's driving me insane!!! Was talking to  the bwoy and he being the avid dog lover that he is, was talking about 'Honey', a brown Doberman his cousin has at home. Brought back fond memories of 'Rani'. We had her long long ago, and the quite little stub of hers would do the jatka's and matka's that could teach that Kareena lady a thing or 2 ... she was gorgeous...black shiny coat, healthy build, a snarl that would make you shit and pee together and love that was so pure, it would make anybody her slave!!! It also helped, that she was the only one apart from me, who hated my chubby little brat of a sister :P... I have 7 cats/kittens and there are little bundles of joy but a dog is a dog. He/She will bounce around and tear everything apart in sight, eat everything in sight and then poop stinky goo all over the house...but these rascals give you the one thing  that nobody else can. ABSOLUTE DEDICATION, COMFORT and LOVE.  

I miss having a dog soooooooooooo much, I just wish I could somehow get my Jadoo back and more along with her. Mommy I swear I'll clean up the poo everyday, I swear I'll pay for the medicines (I was in college back then with 200 bucks as my pocket money for the month, sorry if I had to hound you sometimes), I swear I'll take him running everyday, I swear I won't let him rip your chappal this time and I swear I'll never let you take him away from me again!!! 

Attention: All those who wanna a make a difference in your life and want to go to heaven, here's your lucky chance. One way ticket to Utopia in return of these....no pressure at all... take your pick, but TAKE your pick and pass it on!!!

He might make me sneeze the whole day and slurp all over my precious pumps but that look of being a puppy trapped in a dog's body is worth all the trouble I say ;)

Imagine taking this one out on walks...I can be sure that not one creep will brush across me so-called-accidentally!!! The face might actually work to my advantage to lure the fools into the bait-....muhahaha...

 You can get me 2 of the same breed or you can get me 2, who will only each other need

You can get me the one who sit beside me as if the whole world came tumbling down, just to prove my point,

Or you can get me the one who will teach me what being 2 is again!!!

You can get me the one, for whom I am THE one,

Or you can get me one, for whom being a puppy will always remain fun!!!

tener cuidado

 

P.S (What does it make you, when you say that the reason that you didn't have time to put up something decent on your blog was the notion that you were so very busy in your work and social life, then only manage to take a  pitiful dig at a person who was only hoping to get out some good read out of you, and then do exactly the same thing you did in the last 38 posts.....talk about love and lust, yet again...in yet another form: a pathetic loser, a demented writer or a basic liar? Nope it makes you my follower and an avid believer in increasing the count on both the views tab and the followers list...thanks Gara eyes :D... I never thought you were capable of admiring me this much...means a lot to me...honest!!!)  

P.P.S ( That P.S was long enough to be a mini post but I'm kinda getting used to loooooong comments so bear with me!!! BTW thanks PV, Machi and Arjit for helping me with the day. I think I did ok. You guys are great :D)                                                                                                                                                       

Post Scripts

P.S:  I've always been a little weird, right from the Inception :-p...blame it on the booze at Thesario... haven't heard of it? GK very bad I see (cluck cluck)... it's  a planet in the galaxy next to the milky way about 2679 light years away ...that's all...Come visit me sometimes, I go there when need to control the sun god and his temperament :-p

P.P.S : It's difficult being my freind but it's much worse being my enemy. Trust me I have extensive proofs for this!!!

P.P.P.S : Do you know how much I hate Shetty boys? DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES much. They are the biggest mummy-ke-pallu-mein-ghusse-rehne walle nincompoops. And don't even get me started on their attitude!!!

P.P.P.P.S : You know how frisky little kittens play hide and seek? I absolutely enjoy that. 2 (actually one is a grown cat, but he is still a kid inside) are at it now...totally made my day.

P.P.P.P.P.S: Men are attracted to me because of my confidence, but when it in any way  makes them feel like imbeciles, then I have 'ISSUES'!!!

P.P.P.P.P.P.S: Women might be able to fake orgasms. But men can fake a whole relationship.(I don't why I thought of this now...complete rambling only today...mummy morning tea kodi please)

P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S: This is all too common in Bendakalooru, (don't wanna generlize cause I hate that as well) - Pandals right in the middle of the road, (porki boys of the colony suddenly are all decent), beautiful idol swith lovely decorations and blaring, I mean BLARING in the back ground is 'O poodu', 'Munaguru Malaye', 'Tum tho Tehere Pardesi', 'Boom Boom'(yes yes the Vengaboys one!!!)...I'll let you in on a secert...the thought process here is: "If God is watching us, the least we can do is be entertaining." 

P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S: I am a total colour fanatic which a 180-180 plot for purple in my heart. Black and White are for boring silent movies, boring exam papers and booooooooooring people.. It gives me a headache and reminds of the zebra which bite me at Bannergatta (I swear I didn't provoke him!!)

P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S: I've lost track of the post scripts and I'm so have you...it's fun know :D :D :D...why follow rules always?

P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S: Not one person to date has asked me what happened to Saturday in my very first post on this blog...hmm was the rambling that winding or are the people just generally so used to blurring out things?

P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S: I'm never ever going to have to be jealous of people who even after Ramayan- length posts manage to have vocab left to put post scripts...tada see I have a solution for everything ;-) ;-) ..I made a bulleted post into one filled with PSs...:-p..

Now to the actual post...was up all night helping a project to go live on the VF telecom waves somewhere far away in the colonial world...even after this you want to me write an actual post!!! Take a hike, will you?

Dream Hunks or Chocolate boys or Lesser mortals: DROOL MACHINES indeed

          I didn't want to put up a complete picture blog for sometime now but I couldn't help it this time..I was meant to write about 'Maturing Relationships' but PV beat me to it again (When the dust settles)...I'm going to have to do something to keep this girl from getting into my brain...any ideas peopols? So far I've come up with writing a better encryption program for the grey cells (nerdism owed to the current novel being read: Girl with dragon tattoo; more on this in the next post) or join the truce and set up a common forum; call it "Priyankas' Untited"  or something not so lame where all the Priyankas' of the world can come put up posts and the rest of the world put up guest posts (this is also not original, inspired by DOV :-p )    

Tu Jaane Na.....Tu Jaane Na

 

Love everything about this song: the wonderful singer, the gorgeous actors, the beautiful  locales (hot springs in Pamukkale- meaning "cotton castle" in Turkish- one of  my must -visit- before- I - die sites ;-) ), the great cinematography and of-course the soulful lyrics :)   

                                                             

Kaise Bataye Kyun Tujhko Chahe
Yaara Bata Na Paaye
Baatein Dilon Ki Zuban Aankhon Ki Tujhe Samjhayen
Tu Jaane Na....Tu Jaane Na
Tu Jaane Na...Tu Jaane Na

Hmm Mil Ke Bhi
Hum Na Mile
Tumse Na Jane Kyun
Milon Ki Hai Fasle
Tumse Hai Jaane Kyun
Anjane Hain Silsile
Tum Se Na Jaane Kyun
Sapne Hai Palkon Tale
Tum Se Na Jaane Kyun

Kaise Bataye Kyun Tujhko Chahe
Yaara Bata Na Paaye
Baatein Dilon Ki Dekhon Zuban Ki Aankhe Tujhe Samjhayen
Tu Jaane Na.....Tu Jaane Na
Tu Jaane Na.....Tu Jaane Na

Nigahon Mein Dekho Meri Jo Har Bas Gaya
Woh Hai Milta Tumse Hoo Bahu
Jane Teri Aankhen Thi Ua
Ya Baatein Thi Wajah
Huye Tum Jo Dil Ki Arzooo
Tum Paas Ho Ke Bhi
Tum Aas Ho Ke Bhi
Ehsaaas Ho Ke Bhi
Apne Nahi

Aise Hai Apne Gile
Tum Se Na Jane Kyun
Milon Ki Hai Fasle
Tumse Hai Jaane Kyun
Tu Jaane Na.....Tu Jaane Na
Tu Jaane Na.....Tu Jaane Na

Khayalon Mein Lakhon Batein
Yun Keh Gaya
Bol Kuch Na Tere Samne
Huye Na Begane Bhi Tum
Ho Ke Aur Ke
Dekho Tum Mere Hi Bane
Afsoos Hota
Dil Bhi Yeh Rota Hai
Sapne Sanjota Hai
Pagla Hua Soche Yeh
Hum The Mil
Tum Se Na Jane Kyun

Milon Ki Hai Fasle
Tumse Hai Jaane Kyun
Anjane Hain Silsile
Tum Se Na Jaane Kyun
Sapne Hai Palkon Tale
Tum Se Na Jaane Kyun


Kaise Bataye Kyun Tujhko Chahe
Yaara Bata Na Paaye
Baatein Dilon Ki Dekhon Zuban Ki Aankhe Tujhe Samjhayen
Tu Jaane Na.....Tu Jaane Na
Tu Jaane Na.....Tu Jaane Na

Dost..Freund..Vriend..Amico..

Friends…
They say a person’s actual wealth is his/her friends. I’ve always believed in that. It used to be easy for me to make friends, but some bitter experiences have left me wary and timid. In today’s age of virtual friends , I , an avid Facebook non-follower, believe in the fact that friends bring into our lives warmth and comfort that no other relationship can possibly do.

Today is the day dedicated to friends. Several people argue that they don’t believe that one single day should be dedicated to celebrate this glorious relationship. I quite agree; but I’d also like to ask these cynics how many of them actually take out time everyday for friendship from their busy schedule. Sure we go shopping sometimes or binging the others but do we really get to spend quality time everyday with our friends where we can reminisce about the good old initial days of bonding, the silly fights all of us had with each other, the tears of joy and smiles through the sorrows that we shared, the non stop talks we had about the guys/girls we had crushes on, mature talks about relationships, life, families, work and the likes? I guess not. Dedicating a day for friends’ is a grand tradition where you get an opportunity to show these angels that it was a good thing they flit around in your life…

I learnt an important lesson last year: It’s easy for friends to become acquaintances, because these specimens were never friends to begin with. I do have loads of acquaintances, some by my own volition and others by their sheer stupidity. But true friends have been rare and far for me and if you continue reading you'll notice mostly of the opposite sex!  The ever popular soap 'FRIENDS' to date is my all time favourite; I envy the fact that a group as large as 6 friends love and respect each other and stick it out through thick and thin. Today we have big groups, sure, but they all have factions, minions and bullies. Something does always remain idealistic doesn’t it?

OK, enough with the lecture! I love my friends and they love me in turn (else they wouldn’t be my friends right :-p)…Some people who’ve walked into my life and remained with me through all my ups and downs… here is presenting my motley collection of friends who comprise my inner circle :-)

Shashank: An unassuming guy whose best quality: He never judges, at least he doesn’t show it! It’s always been easy to talk to him and I’ve had looooooooong discussions  with him whenever I’m in a pickle. We did hit a rough patch few years ago, but a chance meeting seemed to refresh our memories on the fact that we are the best of buds and we need to let silly squabbles, be it. He’s miles away right now but I also know that he will always be just a phone call away for me … Thanks Shashank for being you, I couldn’t have asked for more…thank god I decided to sit next to you on the first day at RV :-).

Sadoo: Well he is quite a sadoo. Now that he is US, going through the struggles of  earning a living there, he is hardly available. But I don’t hold it against him, he is one of the most focused and determined people I have met in my life. A big kanjoos but a softy at heart. Was quite an ‘item’ in my team and it gave me a tremendous kick that he was my friend over the other powdered bimbos of the team. We don’t talk much nowadays but I know that he will always wish the very best for me and me likewise. Thanks Sadoo for being around, you certainly did light up my days at work. To date I look up from my desk hoping to see your bobbing head with the goofy smile pasted on it ;-)….

Ananth: Guube  is what we call each other. I don’t know why it came to be so but I love the fact that it hasn’t changed in so many years…An IIM grad, he is the typical tapori
you would want to stay away from. His honesty is maybe the thing that allowed our friendship to grow and his callous attitude is what is keeping it alive. An egotist to the core, he has no qualms about the fact that he might be stepping on several toes when he blares his mouth, just like me!!! You want to beat up somebody, you want somebody to tell you are what you are and not what you put on, you want somebody to share dirty jokes with, he is the 'man', but if you want somebody to hook up your single friend with or to talk mush mush stuff or to have a sane argument-stay away…he is insanity personified ;-)…Guube lo bloody give me a call and thanks for standing up for me always.

Nikhil: Mellow boy-turned-Casanova falls in and out of love every other week. Has millions of friends but the best part somehow manages to give time to all. I call him useless and him being him, dodo, calls me the same! My oldest and best bud, has known some of my darkest secrets. He’s pampered me through breakups and teased me through relationships. Love his bachelor pad, his attitude towards life, his geniality. Thanks useless, there hasn’t been a dull moment with you, you manage to cheer me up always :-).You might argue that will make you not so useless but we both know you so let’s just stick with useless, shall we?

Harshita: She is actually hippo’s (my sis) best friend, but she has been more of a sister to me than my own. I envy my sis only for one thing:  this kaddi! I’ve never had a best friend who gave me that many gifts, knick knacks or love. Madam is currently the newest NRI we know and has settled in quite well there ;-)… shops more than she can afford and makes me jealous every other day with her new acquisitions. She was supposed to by my agent there getting me the latest trendy shoes but flicks half the stuff I tell her to look up! She and hippo bicker like 2 lesbian couples but at the end of the day somehow patch it up,  good for them. This kaddi has been so very sweet and nice to me I miss her so much now that I can’t msg her all the time :-(…You better come back after 4 years as promised OK? Thanks for checking on me in UK and don’t you ever dare change.

Paulie: I don’t how he came to be such a big part of my life, it was purely circumstantial but it’s great that it happened. One of the nicest human being I have met to date. Like any typical man has his share of ego and slights, but is just so very warm and friendly to all, even those he hates, that you can’t help but admiring him. For the past one year he has been an efficient chauffeur, a punching bag for the days that I only wish to dish out, a wonderful caretaker and listener and most of all a genuine friend. When I was almost losing hope that true friends are a fallacy, came along this man who instilled back my faith in almost everything. I couldn’t have survived through the politics and the back stabbings at work without you Paulie, for which I will remain eternally grateful. You love me for what I am but I can’t give you what you seek. May god bear justice to his loved ones and keep us friends forever. Thank you Paulie for believing in me when nobody else did.

Daalu: She was the apple of my eye and several other eyes too! Was sprightly and haughty. With an attitude that took down everybody she sashayed into our lives right after fluffy departed. We did practically everything together: ate, slept, bathed, wandered. pondered, laundered! She was an excellent listener with her only inputs being…meeeeeeeeaow. Never once criticized and always demanded attention! I love you Daalu and the only thing that was bad in 2011 is you going away. None of your feline mates can fill your gap, you were and will remain our darling. Thanks for being a part of my life, you took a part of me with you but hopefully wherever you are now, you are resting in peace.

Ashi: At the very centre of the circle, occupying the largest chunk, is my Ashi. He hit on me even before I stopped hating him, I made him wait and in turn fell head over heels in love with him. He literally picked me up from a dump that I had banished myself into and made me who I am today. A narcissist to the hilt, he sees very little beyond himself, but whatever he does see, I’m always a part of it :-D. I’m the lucky one to have taught him what love is and he is the one who showed me I am capable of great heights. We’ve pseudo broken up several times over the past 8 years, but both of us know that we mean more than just partners to each other. Not many can boast of having your best friend as your soul mate, I sure wish that I can boast of it soon. I know not what fate has in store for us Ashi, but so far whatever she has had has been wondrous for me. Thanks baby for walking into my life and tenaciously staying back. I’ve never wanted to regret anything in life and I promise I will strive to let you feel the same way for the rest of yours :-D.

Phew that’s a biiiiiig post. I actually wanted to add few others who are at the periphery of the circle and few others who chose to walk out…but why waste today on them today..later…Pics to follow after some mixing up on Picasa..

Cya!!!
P.S. Did you know that friend translates to wine in old English :-D?

CAGED!!!

By Maya Angelou........................................
The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wings
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with fearful trill
of the things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill for the caged bird
sings of freedom

The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.

Love is LIFE

I know my previous post says I was meant to be back after a long hiatus, but I didn't. Got busy, and bogged down to an extent. That is life. You plan something; something else happens. You ask for few things; you get everything else other than that! But again isn't that what makes life interesting and for some like me who need a challenge everyday she wakes up livable? I turned 26 this year and the very first thought that hit me was not that I am loved, not that I am old, not that I am to be married soon, not that I have a job which exhausts me every single day, not that my drink had gone dry half an hour ago, not that I might never have a tiger cub as a pet... nope none of these...It was the one haunting fact that my ambition fizzled out by the time I was 23. I always wanted to make a mark by the time I was 21. This didn't have to be becoming a multi-billionaire, but something that I could look back and be proud of! This thought has been lingering with me throughout this year and I have decided that I will do everything, I mean EVERYTHING, that I haven't done before in 2011. And it has been on helluva year :-)... and surprisingly more mountains than valleys... whoopa :-) :-) More on this later, for now one of the most constant things in my life: my belief in love.

Some of my absolute favourites, each on tells a million stories, only my interpretations below:

The tight bear hug when you see your loved one after eons,

The morning kiss and the warm re-assurance that you will always have somebody besides you,

The countless hours spent getting to know each other more and falling in all over again,

The times spent doing silly cute things which become indelible memories,

The times when the road ahead terrifies you, but the loving hand guides you right along;

The days when nothing goes your way and you at the brink of giving up, just the thought that you are the reason somebody wakes up each day with a smile, is enough to lift up your spirits and put you right back in the mad race;

A passion that lasts longer than time, yep I am one of those who believes in eternal love;

The embrace that says I love you darling and sometimes a little more than that ;-)

The music that is sometimes in the background, sometimes fore-ground when you are in love;

The absolute satisfaction you get when you see the significant other joyous and know that today you are the reason for the happiness;

The fact that life offers more lemons than you can handle, but treasuring the thought that you have somebody to grow old with and share the tequilas;

Ah love! The original vice! You are always in it, it might not always be with you. You might want to deny this, but deep down you know it's true. Lucky are those who experience the highs and lows of love. I have been in and out of it, but I have always been in love with the concept of love. Today I receive more than my share of love. Thanks baby, you make life worth living :-)

Adios, Amigos!