Unedited scribblings from the journals of mysterious me. Keep reading but dont forget to keep listening to your inside!
Saturday, January 31, 2009
wo wo o o o o ........
kaabu dil pe raha na, hasti hamaari khone lagi
wo wo o o o o o........
shaayad yahi hai pyaar
keh de mujhse dil mein kya hai, aisa bhi kya guroor
tujhko bhi toh ho raha hai thoda asar jaroor
yeh khaamoshi jine na de, koi toh baat ho
wo wo o o o o o........
Sunday, January 25, 2009
worse the plan has been executed by almost everyone around except for me.
But at the end of the day there is always someone out there. Believe me.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Missed you!
Talk time!
Sunday, January 18, 2009
High Alert day from the very beginning.
Signing - borivali fast -lunch at sheesha - fun talk - churchgate fast which turns out to be Virar fast from dadar - go back to bandra - now a proper churchgate fast
Someone ditched - pizzeria - strand book stall - someone in the train - ditched again - 3 is to 1 enjoyment (read me:1) - cab to NCPA directly (no stopping) - awesome play - Gulzar is amazing - tight security for PMs arrival - walk half way till CST - in a fast train - with some good tea - at Thane - Cocktail for me - in the rick - and then home!
Saturday, January 17, 2009
A's in my life
So what abt it? Well nothing really but it just becomes difficult to address them on my blog specially if these guys end up doing some under cover activities which have to be kept in wraps yet some of it if shared with u'll is all the more fun.
So like i was saying -
One A is having an amazing time in Delhi.
One A was overjoyed and screamed "I am on the top of the world" without giving a damn to the people around at Marine Drive.
One A was just too content in 'chopping' the other A in whatever the second A had to say.
One A has been just too good to me these days.
One A dosnt even bother to talk anymore.
One A and second A end up getting colour co ordinated.
One A hasnt met the other A but both A's dont seem to like each other. So the third A is just getting sandwiched between the two.
One M got into an interrogating mood and hell bent to get things out of A.
One M will soon be gifted with special 'chappals'. Hope M dosnt get hit with those chappals in near future :P
And now after reading all this P is totally PUZZELED :P
Sunday, January 11, 2009
When Harry Met Sally
Harry: You realise of course that we can never be friends.
Sally: Why not?
Harry: What I'm saying is... and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or
form, is that men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets
in the way.
Sally: That's not true, I have a number of men friends and there's is no sex
involved.
Harry: No you don't.
Sally: Yes I do.
Harry: No you don't.
Sally: Yes I do.
Harry: You only think you do.
Sally: You're saying I'm having sex with these men without my knowledge?
Harry: No, what I'm saying is they all want to have sex with you.
Sally: They do not.
Harry: Do too.
Sally: They do not.
Harry: Do too.
Sally: How do you know?
Harry: Because no man can be friends with a woman he finds attractive, he
always wants to have sex with her.
Sally: So you're saying that a man can be friends with a woman he finds
unattractive.
Harry: Nuh, you pretty much wanna nail'em too.
Sally: What if they don't want to have sex with you?
Harry: Doesn't matter, because the sex thing is already out there so the
friendship is ultimately doomed and that is the end of the story.
Sally: Well I guess we're not going to be friends then.
Harry: Guess not.
Sally: That's too bad. You are the only person I knew in New York.
Specially Yours,
About the list that i read in the newspaper, it went something like this:
~ Go out to their favourite place
~ Give them a gift without any occasion.
~ Write a letter to express how they have made a difference in your life.
~ Stand by them through thick and thin.
~ Be a good listener.
~ Put up pictures of shared good times.
~ Cook them a meal or baby sit so the person can have some precious time to themselves.
~ Talk to them about the important decisions in your life.
~ Apologize when you hurt their feelings.
~ Don't hesitate to ask your friend about his/her personal life.
So when i re read the list again it felt good cos if u were to ask me to put a tick against the things i have done for my dear ones i get a 10 on 10 for it. (its either a meal or baby sitting :P )
And if i see the other way round, people who matter to me have done these things for me at some or the other point. Thanks for making me feel special. (yup, thank you too)
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Stary Stary Night....naah..Stary Stary Day!
For A: **** Thats 4 stars!
Love u all so much!
:)
Friday, January 09, 2009
Hadtal!
With the excitement of the CAT results being declared today, Ab tracked her score with the help of Mn. To her disappointment the scores weren't what she expected, at least not the initial goofed up score that she got to know (rather self interpreted)
Considering we had reached college early we were not quite affected by the petrol n CNG strike. We were relieved to have not gone through the ordeal of waiting in line for the Pawarnagar Bus or Rickshaw, for that matter. But it was only in the later half of the day where the strike affected certain friends of mine. Well planned 'appointments' got cancelled due to the 'damn' strike. The schedules got haywire and moods upset. But thats Mumbai for us. Expect the unexpected any time of the day or night.
At the end of the day there was some amount of satisfaction of having studied. Then there was lunch with friends, some plans getting cancelled, facing the over priced rickshaw fellows on the way back home, then a little bit of football kicks with complex friends, pani puri with MM n Ab, chatting online with a few other and now blogging abt the day after a long long time.
That was pretty much how the day went!
Sabse Peeche Hum Khade
Log aaye aur gaye
Tum jo aaj aaye ho
Dil mein ho bas gaye
Muskurake baat taalo na
Phir miloge jo kahin
Dekhana yahi kahoge
Itne boore the hum nahi
-Silk Route
Thursday, January 08, 2009
Tagore's Gitanjali
Rabindranath Tagore needs no introduction. For the world he became the voice of India's spiritual heritage; and for India, especially for Bengal, he became a great living institution. Here is one of the poems from his collection, Gitanjali.
Moment's Indulgence
I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works
that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.
Away from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite,
and my work becomes an endless toil in a shoreless sea of toil.
Today the summer has come at my window with its sighs and murmurs; and
the bees are plying their minstrelsy at the court of the flowering grove.
Now it is time to sit quite, face to face with thee, and to sing
dedication of life in this silent and overflowing leisure.Wednesday, January 07, 2009
In the Kitchen
I have got hold of making some good maggi these days but i still remain bad with eggs. So if anyone of u can tell me for how many mins does one have to boil the egg for then it will be great!
You gotta help me out cos after ruining two eggs my hands stinking with that smell.
But for the unknown i m not this bad in the kitchen usually.
Till then Guten Appetite
Please forgive me
Please forgive me I can't stop loving you
Don't deny me this pain I'm going through
Please forgive me I need you like I do
Please believe me every word I say is true
Please forgive me I can't stop loving you
-Bryan Adams