I feel claustrophobic out here. Life is running by…
I am yet to recover from the hangover of the pace of this city.
No matter how much I love to blog… i cant find myself doing it anymore.
There is nothing more I could possibly ask for in this life… yet I am not sure if there is anything more I would want.
What is it… I dunno.
A dash of surprise, a streak of destiny
a lot of spontaneity led a night of mystery
time was dancing on the tunes of fate
words were enticing the guard at the gate
Journey began with expressions galore
fear, excitement, a crazy thought and more
she: heyyy…
he: you take your own sweet time…. what floor?
she: fourth
he: u alright?
she: i think i twisted my ankle
he: yeah…elevators can be hazardous.
here you go….fourth floor. Tell you what…why dont you gimme your number….i’ll hold the lift next time you are in a hurry
she: i…i think i’ll take the stairs instead….its healthier
he: ofcourse it is…and they dont twist the ankles
sooner than later the shield was broken
a stranger wandered in search of the unknown
he: Have you ever been in love?
she: love… the word eclipses a part of my brain
he: Is that a yes?
she: well could be…
he: care for a walk?
she: for a while or a life?
he: ummm…How about a coffee?
whispers of heart deafened the silence within
poles apart yet a lot to pitch in
she: so…u havent quit smoking yet
he: hmm…on and off..
she: why?
he: because no one asked me to
she: hmm…do you still take your dates to ballard pier
he: not unless I meet them in elevators
Pace was anything but slow
while picking the random pieces in the flow
he: Whoa, you’re fast
she: Well I like to come on time
he: hmm… i m proud of you
she: *giggles
he: What?
she: Nothing…Dont you have anything better to play?
he: What!! You dont like this stuff? you want Jagjit singh eh?
she: well…
he: That kinda music dries me up…
she: *giggles
he: you’re such a pervert man!!
Lightening struck once in a while
separating the two realities of life
she: you know what I wanna do when I come over?
he: what?
she: you got instrumental music?
he: ya .. why? wanna torture me with your karaoke?
she: shut up…I want to slow dance with that soft instrumental music in the backdrop. ummm…Me in your arms….
he: You’re crazy!
she: ok tell me…What is the one thing you feel like doing tonight?
he: what do u wanna do?
she: Lie on a beach, gaze at the stars and talk. What about you?
he: I want to forget about today until tomorrow
she: i hate you
It would read…
Ohhh, let me turn on the part of my brain that gives a damn.
The most unassuming people end up having a love marriage!
Men who say
In the long run, teaching is the best field for ladies!!
My legs are so swollen right now that I poked my finger to it and it left a mark as though there was a hole in it 
I was so keen to click a pic of it and post it here, but then I realised my feet werent pedicured enough 
So as of now I just leave it for you to imagine what it might look like. I am blessed with such feet thanks to my genes. I exert myself and end up with feet that are blown like a balloon.
If the trailer of the sequel of Titanic is anything to go by, it will surely be a rage but not as great as the original. Everyone knows Jack (Leonardo Dicaprio) died in the original. But hold your breath he returns in the sequel. . ( a friend just said.. kya bakwaas hai.. koi hindi movie thode hi hai )
Before you start wondering if its a ghostly story, let me clear the air by saying that its the most foolish concept that Hollywood could ever come up with to base a movie on.
Anyways, Jack returns frozen in an ice slab, and voila there he is all alive and kicking! But poor rose is dead now. So we dont get to see Kate winslet in the movie.
So its like a person who returns after years only to a world that he isnt aware of… i.e. his future… where nothing that he knew earlier exists anymore. Add to that some scientists who want to keep him captivated for scientific observations n tests n blah blah blah. But our hero runs away to the New world. So we have nostalgia, we have action and emotional melodrama. We also get to see John Cusack (slimmer n sexier) and Winona Ryder in the movie.
Arent they aping bollywood for concepts now? Cos it surely seems like that to me!
I actually had to try hard to spell ‘hire’ while writing something. The options that came in my mind… hiar, hayer, hayre…
Arggghhhh it was so damn irritating !
Just when I thought nobody could have a life worse than me, nobody could possibly be bearing the pain that I was going through, I meet this stranger. Well he is supposed to be my cousins cousin. So its neither a far off relative, nor a pretty close one. So I prefer to refer him here as a stranger first, cos thats what he was when I met him on Friday.
In a span of 2 days he has left me speechless. I was told he doesnt talk, doesnt smile, doesnt do any of the stuff that normal people do and there he was finding solace in his conversations with me. I find it strange cos its funny that we always tend to feel that our problems are the biggest and the worst. But when I even try and imagine what munna must be going through, I fail to do so. Thats cos I just cant imagine that! He talked, he shared, he laughed, he cried (twice)… he shared all that he possibly could.
2 glasses of cold coffee and a plate of papaya. And I am still not hungry.
There were days when I so wished that I could survive on such a diet, and today its not intentional. I have just lost the appetite.