A sneak peak at my brains!

Ever had one of those days when your mind seems to be everywhere? My brains over active today, too many thoughts rambling on leading to excess flow of emotions. These are the things what I'm thinking about, things I've learnt...

• The greatest love is the love of family & I'm grateful for having had the privilege of sharing my life with them.
• Sometimes strangers can be kinder than loved ones.
• Romance is a stupid notion built by movies and books. It's totally over commercialized.
• I wish I was a fool enough just to have that feeling of love & romance overflow me so I'd know what all those romantics gush and smile about.
• I'm very negative.
• I can't please everyone, but goddamn I'll try my hardest to please the people I love.
• Life is all about "Living and letting live" (see Ego post comment for more details!)
• Growing up doesn't mean having things your way. It means learning to be happy even when things don't work out your way.
• It's hard to grow up.
• I wish I was a child again.
• I'm scared of hurting people, because I know that will hurt me.
• I don't trust anyone. I wish I could leap before looking just for once.
• Beauty is not skin deep. Modesty is not good for your self esteem !
• Tolerance is important.
• Respect all religions.
• Treat everyone the way you'd like to be treated. Everyone has been created equally.
• Have a point of view.
  
• Don't be scared of standing for what you believe in.
• Follow politics. It's much more entertaining than celeb gossip.
  
• Love stories are over-rated. Romeo & Juliet died for no reason whatsoever!
• My life is bella ! La Bella Vita
• Maturity is to be able to accept your mistakes and to amend it.
• Life is incomplete without mistakes.
• It's okay to ask for help when needed. It doesn't belittle you.
• Always wake up with a happy thought, it'll lead to a happy day.
• Never say I love you when you don't mean it.
  
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• Pen down your life, but write it with a pencil.
• There is no shortcut for hard work.
• Responsibility helps you become a better person.
• I'm happy I've got to share my life with Mr. Schitt (even though he's a total dumbo!)
• Read as many books as you can, watch lots of film and enjoy music, because it's the little things that your heart appreciates.
• Always be polite.
• If someone is mean to you, be extra nice to them just so that they realise what a bitch they are (this has worked, from personal experience)
• Follow your dreams. Try your hardest because without your dreams life can never be completely whole.
• Go for a music festival or concert once in your life. It makes you feel in sync with little joys of life.
  
• Always complete the circle of life. Closure is important.
• Karma does kick butt!
• The greatest and the scariest feeling is when someone can read your mind (Like steph does for me!!)
  
• Always try to learn new things, you have nothing to lose.
• Try and try till you succeed. At the end even if you fail you'll be happy you tried.
• Never be scared of rejections and failures. Life will be a tad bit boring without them.
• Never look at a rejection letter with remorse. Look at it to remind you that you have to better yourself everyday.
• Appreciate little things.
• I love taking pictures and looking at them a million times. That's how I hold good memories close to me.
• Judge not lest you be judged - The Bible (I think!)
  
• It's better to be hated for who you are, than be loved for who you are not.
  
• Nothing in the world is ever completely wrong, even a stopped clock is right twice a day (Birda by Paulo Coehlo)
• Always share the books you love.
• Smile at a stranger but not at creeps.
• I'm better at writing down my emotions than expressing them.
• Strike up random conversations. Randomness rules !
• Be a proud geek.
• Loving fashion doesn't make me vain or shallow.
• To love oneself is the beginning of lifelong romance- Oscar Wilde.
• Remember poems, nursery rhymes and quotes.
• Cherish childhood memories, it makes your life worthwhile.
• Laugh
• Siblings are blessings sent by God
• When you don't understand who you are, look at your parents and siblings. A part of you is in them, just as they are a part of you.
• If something is meant to happen, it'll happen. If doesn't MOVE ON!
  
• Believe in yourself and have faith that there is always someone by your side, even when you feel you are all alone.
• There is a spiritual force that binds us.
• Soul mates exist, in the form of lovers, family and great friends.
• After every night fall there will be daylight.
• Never ever EVER give up!
• I love watching the sun rise.
  
• Life story has to have a happy end, if not then it's not the end.
• Patience is a virtue, no wonder it's so hard to achieve.
• Tell your parents, siblings, lovers you love them everyday.

That's all for now folks. Yes, I do have a lotta things going on in my tiny head ! ;)

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State of mind ?!?!?!?!

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Excuse me, while I keep my Ego intact!

I'd gone to see a movie today. While, the movie itself was fun and a good watch, I got extremely tiresome of the public's state of mind today.

Th movie started, and I'm one of those people who HATE, absolutely DESPISE, any conversation during the film. Unless of course you are at home watching a DVD. This is something that I never gave much attention to before I shifted to London. Sure, I made the occasional conversation during the film, but as I started going for more films in London, I realised the general rule that is followed by people in a movie theatre. It's to keep MUM!

I personally think it is simply good manners to observe silence during a film. A random chit chat or a comment of something once in a while is good. But talking throughout the film as if it was your pop-in-law's movie theatre is simply unforgiveable.

I sat down to watch the film, soon enough a couple of people came and sat down next to me. As soon as the girl placed her bum on the seat she started talking. As if the theatre compelled her to talk. She kept commenting, and I ignored most of the time. But the comments wouldn't stop. More than half way through the film, I felt like I was sitting and watching a DVD with Director's commentary on, only that this director made very annoying, irrelevant and dumb commentary.

"I'm not here to hear your comments, could you please keep it low," Shrutters exclaimed.
"Noone is asking you to listen to me," said the Bitch.
"Yes, but you are loud so keep it low," I explained.
"I must say you have a very short attention span," she claimed.
"I might have a short attention span but the fact remains you are loud, BITCH!" I screamed now.

I looked away, seething with anger. Firstly she kept commenting throughout the film and secondly she wanted to put the blame on me!! Sure I acted like a first class bitch too. It definitely wasn't my pop-in-law's theatre and she paid just as much as me to enjoy the film anyway she wants to. But isn't the whole meaning of being in public mean that you have to have certain manners that DO NOT obstruct other people.

Maybe I'm wrong, but I would dare not make any other person's life miserable. Specially in a movie hall.

"Wow, you are so aggressive, Wild Cat," screamed the Bitch's friend Skanky (name I chose!)
"Well, yes I am a wild cat," explains Shrutters, while sharpening her claws, "You want me to scratch you off!"

Whoa easy there tiger! I told myself. Just because someone is so stupid doesn't give me a reason to be a bitch. I just screamed "I hate Calcuttans !"

"The challenge of leadership is to be strong, but not rude; be kind, but not weak; be bold, but not bully; be thoughtful, but not lazy; be humble, but not timid; be proud, but not arrongant; have humor, but without folly."

Jim Rohn

Another instance in the same movie theatre. My friend whose sitting a few seats next to me, turns around and tells the guy, "Could you please stop kicking the seat, please." She said this after he had already kicked her about five times. Kicker Dude replies, "I'm not kicking you are moving too much!"

My jaw dropped. All these people were educated people. Surely, for them to be so rude was shocking! I'm flabbergasted, almost mortified to return to Calcutta, in case all my life I end up struggling with people about their mannerisms.

I know, after reading this you are probably thinking that I sound like a total snob. But to ask someone to show some decency and respect other people in their day to day lives... is that to much to ask for?

My sister explains to me, that this is how it generally is. It's the people's ego that stops them from being a better person. It's the case of "how can you say that to me, I will be rude if I want to, it's none of your business. My ego tells me not accept my mistake and be rude to you in return!" She advises the best option is to ignore, but if Ignorance is for the layman, and we each day try to better ourselves how can ignorance be bliss?



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PS> note how all the confrontations were made with a PLEASE & how the responses were that of a wounded tiger.

Girls of Riyadh (Banat Al-Riyadh)

Lord knows the way she feels
Everyday in his name she begins
To have her shining here by my side
I'd sacrifice all them tears in my eyes
Aicha Aicha - ecoute moi

-Aicha by Outlandish

I just finished reading a book called, Girls of Riyadh by Rajaa Alsanea. It's a really good book which coves traditions, customs and values of Saudi Arabia, all very neatly packaged as the perfect chick-lit. My favourite kind! I'm not a big fan of chick literature, I often find it to be dull with the monotonous ramblings about love and boys. But this book, which when my sister bought it, I tut-tuted it. That is until I read the first page.

The book is Sex & the City meets Gossip Girl in Riyadh. I do love the characters of the book, the girls are so simple with such dreams filled with love and hope. The four main characters of the book are girls belonging to the "velvet" or elite social circle. They constantly struggle with love and a society riddled with customs and traditions is enthralling.

The book has been banned in Saudi Arabia, but from what I've read lot of these usually get banned. The book will not seem that scandalous to the Western world. To understand it, it's important to understand the way an Arab man's mind works. The book in all is very amusing and the stories are delightful.

I was always intrigued by the Middle East. The language, the people are so different. The burkha or abaya (as I learnt from the book) clad woman who roam about the shops of London during the hot hot summers always made me wonder why would they want Western clothes. I was shocked to discover that women in Riyadh do go to offices (yes, I was that naive, but trust me knowing these women work made the feminist in me smile).

The book quotes the Q'aran and the many poets of the Arab world. You learn so many Arabic words, like habibti means My Love.

The author, Rajaa Alsanea manages to use her words to reach out and scandalize the readers. It's almost as if you are living through each page. You can almost smell the streets of Riyadh when she talks about the late night shops during Ramadan, you can feel the looks of the boys and get immersed in the desperation of both sexes.

The book simply put out that girls everywhere are the same. So much so that I want to visit Riyadh with all my heart now. A few weeks, much before I started reading the book, I had googled Riyadh (no, I don't use LiveSearch *whatever!* :P). I was pleasantly surprised to see the marvellous buildings and towers.

Saudi Arabia from what I gathered from the book has a complex society, but there are equal amounts of liberal and strict people. It is a society full of people who discriminate between the upper and lower class, just like any other society (especially India! 0_o yes I went there!!!)

No this DOES NOT mean I will start reading the Shopaholic series of chick-lits, but I do feel that men should read more chick-lits just so they get to know women (lol), just like my friend Rayhan reads them *awww*. This does mean that I do so badly want to visit Riyadh.

Those who want us, our souls resent them
And those whom we want, fate refuses to give to us.

Norah Al- Hawshan

Here's another quote from the book that I loved:

"...Then he tells me, I'm a man! The mind gives me counsel and I've listened to it. So I say to him, I'm a woman! I sought my heart's wisdom, and in heart I trust!"


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Shout Out !

I have a 2837283687917297193 and a million more things going through my head right now but before I do anything else I want to make a shout out to my elder brother (whose recently found out the link to my blog with a little emotional blackmail!!!)
Anyhow, it's his birthday today, and I just want to wish him a very Happpyyy Birthday! I would've said this on facebook too, but crap connection doesn't allow me.



My brother, Nish, is my fave guy in the whole wide world. He's the guy who taught me how to play cricket, albeit grudgingly, he taught me it's okay to be possessive, it just means you are loved. He is the one who would sit outside Taj Mahal with me as a kid, because I wanted a picture taken and noone would let me, so we kinda protested ;) He is the one I would turn to if I ever need anyone. I remember, when I shifted to London he was the person I called up and cried, just because I needed to. I do think I embarrass him loads, and I am often the butt of his jokes, but he's the only person I'd never get offended with.

To the outside world, we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time.

~Clara Ortega



I love you loads my big brother :) Wish you all the love and luck in the world. You deserve it :) Here's to many more wonderful years and memories to come *clink-clinks the champagne glasses ;)*

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ATTACK OF THE NERD !!

So I did this test and MADE sure Mr. Schitt did it too, because trust me, he's more of a nerd than I am. Even though, he thinks otherwise (just because you know all the math, science AND computer question DOES make you a Nerd!!) Nyaa nyaaa

Anyhoo, here's my result


Slightly Dorky Non-Nerd







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TechnoNONONONO

I tend to get attached to things pretty easily. Back in the day I used to be surgically attached to my cell phone (only to text, I can never speak over the phone!!) and now it's my lappie.



I usually don't do much online, check facebook, play games, the usual. But for the past one week, my internet connection has been super sucky. I feel handicapped. I can't facebook and I have over 30 mails lying unread in just my hotmail inbox. Don't even get me started about gmail. All in all I can't even use MSN messnger. I called the Internet provider company and they have been giving me false hopes of sending an engineer in *soon* to fix the problem. I call they say Ji Maam Ji Maam (yes maa'm, yes maa'm) and that it's high priority someone will come today evening and sort it out. Arrrghh !I'm still waiting.

I feel so helpless. I NEEEED to facebook because I still need to thank people for the birthday messages from last month! Doh !




Shrutters sobs....

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Meet me !

You are The High Priestess

Science, Wisdom, Knowledge, Education.

The High Priestess is the card of knowledge, instinctual, supernatural, secret knowledge. She holds scrolls of arcane information that she might, or might not reveal to you. The moon crown on her head as well as the crescent by her foot indicates her willingness to illuminate what you otherwise might not see, reveal the secrets you need to know. The High Priestess is also associated with the moon however and can also indicate change or fluxuation, particularily when it comes to your moods.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

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MEME TIME !!

The original meme I read said to go to the address bar at the top of your internet browser, type a letter of the alphabet, and write down what website comes up. I usually delete my history often so I don't know what I'll come up with. I'll try avoiding the boring mail ones, so here it goes :)

A - Asos.com
B - BBC.co.uk
C - Cen's Two Cents Blog
D - http://dejavu-intl.com/
E - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Extrapolation (lol)
F - Flickr
G - Gorkana
H - http://home.swipnet.se/~w-15266/cultur/ludwig/beeim.htm
I - Ipsos-Mori
J - http://jellybeanmadison.wordpress.com/
K - Kesseret Blog
L - Louis Vuitton.com
M - MiuMiu.com
N - Net-a-porter.com
O - Observer.com
P - Prada.com
Q - *nothing came up!!!! shocking*
R - Racejournalonline.com
S - Slfreestyle & my blog :))
T - Telegraph.co.uk
U - Uk.Msn.com
V - *blank*
W - http://welmitabonekita.blogspot.com/
X - *blank*
Y - Yahoo
Z - *blank*

Quite vain eh? Prada, Louis Vuitton, net-a-porter, Miu Miu, but in my defense I'm going to say I have quite a number of news websites too. \o/

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Where's the Funk in Funky Town?

SO, it's been three weeks since I landed my cute tushy to Funky Town. All goes well, little drama, little pampering, little everything. But last night, I finally went out at night with my girlies.

We went to this lounge and then to this club, I say club, people call it a club, but it has to be the tiniest club in the world. It's all a bit icky. Anyhow, this place is called Shisha. A few of ya'll would know about it. It's the most overpriced place in Funky Town and filled with the biggest bunch of losers.

So, I was one of the losers there last night. We went in about eleven o'clock. *OMG! Who goes to a club that early?* Well, I do. I don't really see the time, if I want to have a good time at four a clock in the afternoon, I'd go out and do it. Besides we were in Shisha for what I thought would be just one drink.

We entered and this place was deader than a cemetery full of dead people! I didn't care much, I don't need a crowd as such to entertain myself, I can just have a great time with my girlies. Dum dee dum, three of us decided to have Kamakazee shots before we head off. The DJ when we entered was playing LOVE SONGS! You know those really cheesy 80s music, excatly that. No wonder the place was dead. My friend went and told the DJ something.



Like I said, I wasn't bothered. But after the shots, my friend really pestered me to go to the DJ and ask him to play one decent song AT THE LEAST! Grudgingly, I went up, asked Mr Oh I'm So Hot but in reality so Ugly DJ *can you see I'm vain?* if he had Whiley. He said WHAAAAT ! Rudeness ! You say pardon and not WHAAAAT ! I repeated. And he said no. I mean really he hadn't heard the awesome "Usually drink, usually dance, usually bubble" Whiley! Everyone loves Whiley. How can you not know who Whiley is?! Anyhow, I asked him politely if he had any other number besides Love Songs. He said he doesn't have any songs.

I was flabbergasted ! I mean sure I wouldn't go to LDN and start talking to a DJ, and even when I have, they have been the most polite and genuinely nice people! And I'm not talking about Student Bar Djs here. I had a good mind to tell him to fuck off, but then I didn't. I have to go back to crappy Shisha again on Friday. I shouldv'e asked him why is he a DJ if doesn't have any songs?

Oh Mr. Schitt! Maybe I shouldv'e gone with you, you make me look so much more cooler and I don't get rudeness slapped on my face! Mr. Schitt make me coooooool ;)

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YouTube me !

I wanted to, I needed to, I desired to put videos on my bloggie, but the thing is I'm a bit technically challenged.

I love this video, it's BBC's The Wall video, and it cracks me up. Thanks to Harsh for helping me figure this shit out. Now you all can enjoy my stupiness!






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Big Bad Blogger Challenge

I love reading blogs. Most of them are the best short stories you'll ever read. Ch'know? is a blog I read daily. Alicia, the blogger, writes upto 2-3 posts everyday, and it's always fun to go to her page and read a new post every single time.
She put up this blogpost recently, called the Big Bad Blogger Challenge earlier in the week and I've been meaning to work on it, but I'm, well, a lazy sod.
So today,I've decided to take up the challenge and answer all the questions, just because, I'm pretty damn bored ! I usually blog about my RL, so here goes nothing.




Q.1)Do you have places in your dreams that you frequent, but yet they do not exist anywhere in the world?

A. I'm a dreamer, I dream of places which I have never visited before and it just so ends up, after my dream I end up in the said dream place. For example, a couple of weeks or months ago, I dreamt of standing near a counter and talking to someone. I saw a suitcase, and I was having a very important decision. Fast forward to now, I was standing in Mumbai International Airport, and there I was standing near the very same counter, with the same suitcase and having a very important discussion. Spooky eh? Well, that's just the beginning of me ;)

Q.2)If you could snap your fingers and get rid of one thing in your life, not body related, what would it be and why? And I say not body related just because I think we tend to be hard on ourselves sometimes, and we need a body rest. :)

A.I would get rid of me carrying around bad weather everywhere. I swear it's a curse! When I'm London it rains, when I'm India it pours. Hell, last year when I went to Barcelona for a holiday, it poured all the four days we were there, and the jolly ol' locals informed us that it never rains in Barcelona *not this much* I went to Porto and Madrid this year it rained. It's a curse, how do I get rid of it?? :(

Q.3) Besides your car or house, what's the most expensive luxury item that you have? Did you buy it just to have it, or do you actually use it?

A. The most expensive thing that I have bought, which I use super carefully, is my Fendi bag. I love it to pieces, but I can't use it when it rains *I don't want to spoil it* and knowing my luck with the weather, it means I hardly ever get to use it. Shruti pats her adorable silver Fendi bag and whispers to it, "I'll take care of you my baby." ;)

Q.4) Would you start a relationship with someone you met online?

A. Hmmm, seeing that Mr. Schitt was transferred to me through the damn 'ternet, I'd say, if this was back in the day, yes. Now, maybe not so much, because you can't really line out the creeps from the naturally freaky! This is not to say I'd befriend every freak who sends me a Facebook message, "I saw your profile, your smile is like Holyfield's knockout punch, coffee at Costa?" I don't think so! But Laddoo, one of my closest friends is my 'ternet friend too. "Hey laddoo, we should meet up!!" ;)

Q.5) Have you ever been in a harsh weather situation, like a hurricane? How did you deal with it?

A. Call me the "Weather lady", not because I can forecast the weather, but because, I'm the queen of bad weather. Ya'll know that I carry rain, but a few know that back in 2005, I was stuck in Mumbai, because of the damn floods. It rained cats and dogs the day I got my tattoo and was supposed to fly back home. I dragged my suitcase when I found out my flight has been cancelled because of the rains. I sighed, I wanted home, my own bed. I thought it'll subside, but neeeeeoooo, it rained so much, I was stuck in Mumbai for two nights. The drama queen in me was very pissed off. I couldn't go out, and there was no electricity in the house. It was pathetic! After two days, when it was safe for air traffic, I took the first flight out. The good news, I got a great front page story for the newspaper I was working with that time.

That's all for now folks. I'll update when the Thursday topic is put up. Woot !



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I'm tired

**warning- super depressing**

Of late, it feels like I'm zoning out of my own existence. I don't know why it's happening. But I'm gradually fading away.
I turn 23 in two days. Usually, the hyper bunny in me would be jumping up and down. I somehow have always loved birthdays, be it mine or loved ones. I would plan out my birthday in my head, a party, a dress.
More than that I would imagine what gifts I would get. It's silly and childish, but I love receiving presents. More so, because I love giving them to.
When you are young, everyone plans something special around your birthday, because they know it would make your tiny heart scream with joy. Are birthdays only for kids?
I know, I should be old enough to understand that birthdays are no big deal. But I just can't act like it is any other day. Can I? When it's my friend's birthdays, I try to organize a surprise for them, or book them for an amazing meal. Why wouldn't anyone do it for me?

Reality keeps ruining my life^

It's usually very easy for me to get addicted to things. Be it chocolate, Facebook or a silly computer game. I usually don't come across as the person who would be glued to the laptop hours at end playing computer games. Well, you can imagine me as the person glued to Facebook or MSN, but computer games would probably never cross your mind.
Anyhow, I've been playing this game for the past year. I started it when I was writing my dissertation, mainly because life was a bore. A year on and I'm still hooked. I think Second Life™ does that to many people.
I always found a reason to log on, curiosity, fashion, OooOo Virtual friends, or just plain old exploring ! It's a really cool game, if like me you have no life !
Recently, London School of Journalism announced that it would be opening it's doors in the Metaverse. LSJ would be offering lectures on various topics, and it's courses are NUJ (National Union of Jounalists) certified! And I went on to have a look.
The place was dead. Unless it's a club or a sex dungeon (gasps!!), most places in SL™ tend to be empty, it's only full till the eyeballs in case of an event.
So I left and came back to the sim a couple of days later, to find some dude who explained to me about LSJ. I can't say the conversation was interesting, but I asked him when the next lecture was *yes! I am a nerd!* and he said that the lectures are held with gaps of 21 days in between and the last one was the weekend gone by. Disappointed I agreed to keep track of the events. A month and still waiting ! Several writer and poetry ones have occurred, but none relating to journalism so far. BooHoo !

Click to see the larger version of me in the virtual LSJ campus


I do think it's a great idea for LSJ to open it's doors in SL™, I wish they had this during my university days, hell I wish my university did it. By the way, the university I attended was the top journalism university when I started, by the time I left it went down in the charts. What a bummer !
SL™ also has other businesses online, Seat just sent me a notecard about it's new sim, I haven't checked it out and I doubt I will! But the Doctor Who write, Terrance Dicks, was online recently for a little talk his book and Giorgio Armani had an interview in SL™ last year. So it's all very cool. Not just for little nerds like me :)
I just thought I should write something positive about the virtual world, since most national media seems to diss it, hey ! it's not all about sex and hawala *money laundering for the blissfully ignorant*.

^Quote by Calvin from Calvin&Hobbes

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Yipee Yipee Yaa Yaa!

OMG! I finally downloaded Photoshop! Yaaaaaa !!! :) Super happy, now I can do super shit!
Also, I'm meeting my girlies tomorrow for our Boozey Night, which we have been planning since Octorber 2007! Yes, SIX months now !! We going to Absolut Ice Bar, yea-hay!!!
I love my life !! <3

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Dear Pervert

I see you have been checking me out ever since I got on the train. I do realize that my skirt is short, but in case you haven't noticed it's finally summers!

Your leering at me just angers me and had you not been drunk and with a burly friend I would've kicked you in the balls so hard that next time you even think about looking at a girl, you hurt!
I know you are a low lying scum who hasn't got laid for the longest time and your idea of a perfect date is beer and a few burps before getting down to business. Mind you, your ugly bald head and disgusting clothes don't make it easy for you to get that many dates in the first place!
I would like to point out that just because you have your pathetic eyes on me, doesn't bother me. Maybe seeing me is the highlight of your day or maybe even month of your sorry excuse for a life!

So carry on your misreable existence while I pop out of the train not bothered about you! Next time before you leer at someone, I do hope you remember she won't give a flying fuck about you, because my dear, you are nothing but a pathetic pervert. Here's tip for you: Why don't you choke on your beer and die?

Muchos hatred
Me !

*Picture courtesy: Cartoonstock.com*

You got me tripping for you !

This is my favourite poem of all times, it makes me smile, it gets the teeny romantic out in me *yeah the only time i know of my romantic side's existence!*

I wanted to share it with the whoever reads this blog...it's the most beautiful poem I've read.



I carry your heart

I carry your heart with me
(I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it(anywhere I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)
I fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)
I want no world( for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart(I carry it in my heart)

- E E Cummings

I've just returned from a week long holiday in the sun. Spain and Portugal are two countries I love. There is something so romantic about these countries, or maybe because the men in this country are super hot and their accents are to die for.
For someone who hates travelling, I have travelled to quite a few places and I blame (or thank) my parents for that. They love travelling.
This whole travelling business got me thinking, I don't hate travelling as much as I hate the journey. Once I'm at the destination I look doing silly touristy stuff, I love seeing how the locals live, and I speak the local language albeit very miserably!
It's the damn journey that turns me off from travelling every time. Right from check in through baggage claim, I hate the whole process!
Check in is the worst. When I travel from India, I always have excess baggage. Let me rephrase this, wherever I travel from I always have excess baggage. I had excess baggage when I came back from Spain this time! What can I say I don't believe in travelling light! I blame it on my girliness ! After the "Please, but it's only 2 more kilos extra, and I don't even have a handbag" drama, I always ALWAYS point out to the check in lady that I want an aisle seat. As soon as the word aisle has flowed out of my mouth, I get a look from the check in lady. She looks me up and down, and then shrugs, I bet she's wondering what a shortie like me needs an aisle seat for. Girls go for windows...don't they?
Those cramped up economy class seats, where the fatty or the pervy next to you is spilling all over you, or omg that annoying kid in the seat behind you who won't shut up! Oh my god I hate planes!
Even the toilets on planes are freakishly tiny! God forbid I put on a lil' weight, I won't be able to go pee ! Once in the toilet locks are either broken or work very very very badly ! It takes me an hour to lock myself in, and I've had times, when people have barged into OTHER people while they were doing their toilet thing! Tsk tsk at Air India passengers !
Have you ever noticed in the toilets the No Smoking sign? And write below it the ASHTRAY sign! I don't get that ! What are the trying to say...you're not allowed to smoke, but if you do smoke remove all evidence by using the ashtray !
It baffles me ! Oh, I so wish there was a teleport system, in which I shut my eyes choose my destination and within seconds I arrive there without the hassles of airports and aeroplanes ! *Sigh*
I can only wish...
xoxoxox

CONVERSATIONS

I got stuck with someone on the elevator today, someone higher up, but I didn't have a word to say. I work with her in close proximity and yet I just stared down at my shoes.

I swear I never ever have an idea how to start conversations in weird places. Come to think of it, I don't know how to start conversations in most places !

I know the usual, if you meet a new person, introduction is the norm, but I can't even handle that! If someone comes up to me in a pub, and says, Hey I'm BOB...i'll be like OKAY and that's it, I've just killed the conversation.



The other day I was at the pub with work peeps and I was getting bored, my friend had left and I didn't wanna get drunk as I was supposed to go and attend another party after this. So there I was standing with my glass of Jack & Coke when I turned around to face my colleague who was having a super conversation with someone I had never seen in my life. I poked my nose in, stood around basically till we were introduced, she made some comment about cold hands, I smiled sheepishly. That's it I killed the conversation again!

I have a feeling that I am the official Conversation Killer! Or Non Starter, either way, I suck at making conversations!

I find this absolutely absurd. I tried reasoning with myself that maybe I end up going quiet because I'm outside my comfort zone only to rebuff myself that PUBS are my comfort zone.

Couple of months down the line I was supposed to go for dinner with Mr. Schitt, who suggested we meet at the pub near his work place. Dum dee dum, I went and there with Mr. Schitt were all his work people.

Knowing me from the above comments you'd think I must've blown it. But no no no, let me correct you my precious readers (if there are any!!) I had the most amazing time, which resulted in me not going for dinner in the end, making amazing friends who I've kept in touch and just the other week they came over to my house and we all had a splendid time, well atleast I did.

So I'm really peeved off about not knowing how to talk to the important people. Ever stuck alone in an elevator with the guy/girl you always wanted to talk to, or went to the pub with your boss and could muster only a few nods and "ummms"? Well if not, I salute you lucky sod, because not knowing the right thing to say at the right time, is the bloody story of my life. And I call myself a journalist. Meh

[photo courtesy: www.nataliedee.com]

xxxxx

Love Bites!

Love's been doing the rounds in my head for the past couple of weeks.

The word LOVE is used so loosely, and I find it disturbing. Rewind a couple of years when I was a teenager, love was something you gushed about. Now that I'm older I often get confused with the way people use love.

I used to know this girl in school who would go up to the randomest girl in class and say OH I LOVE YOU. Initially, I thought 'How sweet!' until I realised after uttering the I LOVE YOUs the girl would bitch about the same person.

Okay...maybe the cynic in me refuses to accept unconditional love, maybe I haven't been swept into the "wonderful" world of unconditional love. But the fact remains that in todays world you can never be too sure.

Love is a very sensitive word for me. When I do say I love someone, I mean it. I would never use it loosely. If I don't love someone, why the fuck would I say it?



I have had people come up to me and say that they love me and I just stare blankly wondering 'Do you even know me to love me?'

For me, the person who criticizes me is my best friend, the person who compliments me is my enemy.

You don't fall in love overnight, be it a friend or a lover. You need to know the person over time. It can be the most magical feeling if put in the right context. I wish everyone would just sit back and think for once before using it so loosely.

XXX