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September 28, 2008

back off curious cat...ur no friend!!


Ever noticed how people tend to ask u questions u least want to be asked and particularly at the worst possible time??...
well i really dont know whether its deliberate or err...deliberate..hmpf!!
I mean what exactly are they tryinsg to prove? concern,curiosity or whattt??

---ever noticed when u have the job security u always wanted, nobody seems to be asking about ur goddam work but the moment u lose/quit ur job, everyone comes prancing around suddenly taking interest in ur working hour schedule, what-you-are-doing-these-days, what u intend doing in the future et al...

---when u are just about trying to come to terms with a broken relationship, and all of a sudden everyone u know, starting from ur closest aunt to ur neighbours friends daughters neighbour seems to suddenly realise its time u moved on and got married and start suggesting prospective candidates...

---when u are just about to leave for a job interview,some friend will call u up and suggest that u should have applied elsewhere instead...
i mean hell! where were u when i was making that 'pro's and cons list'? hmpf!! :-/

---when ur all in high spirits about ur birthday nearing, some old aunt will decide to pay u a visit just to tell u how she was married with 2 kids when she was ur age...*rolling eyes*

---when uve just gone thorugh a tough divorce and decided that the 'single' life is the wayy to go, some stupid 50-something loser will come and tell u how he/she feels desperately lonely now that he is old and greying and how he misses having someone around when he is sick with cold and pneumonia...untill u start getting visions of yourself being in the same state....

---u just start feeling happy and proud of ur status around the blogworld and are just about to bask in the glory of the compliment overdose u been getting everyday, some evil gremlin decides to tell u that ur living in a virtual world with imaginary ppl who forget you as soon their PC shuts down...sigh! :(
and then u come crsshing down from cloud 9, all bruised and hurt et al...sigh!

im sure all of us have gone though atleast one of the above situations...
i mean cmonnn, dosent a person have a right to live life the way he or she wants to??
does the frigging society have to bother and take interest in everything u do or dont do....
why cant everyone mind their own stupid business and concentrate on their own lives instead??
everyone is stuck up in a mess i agree, but that clearly means that u stay in your OWN mess and try to sort it out instead of trying to gauge the intensity of the messed up lives of people around you and estimate how low they are feeling....
and if u tell me that u care about me and thats why u want to hear the story, dont expect me to be stupid enough to buy that one!
as much as nobody needs your sympathy,nobody needs your curisoity either.....and its high time people got that...

ohh and please dont think i will mistake your comments as curiosity :D
ur most welcome to share ur views and opinions...the difference is noticed only
when it crosses the line...and most of the times it only comes from those u dont want it from....lol!!
so feel free to share your thoughts/frustrations/experiences with me....rest assured no advice uncalled for, will be offered atleast from my side....it'll just be a common ventout among us cohorts of the same irritated frequency ;)


they say curiosity killed the cat...but sometimes i seriously wish it worked for humans too! :-/

September 26, 2008

my my!! here i go again...

'Mamma mia' turns out to be the highlight of this month...just got back after watching this amazing musical and the only reason i dont want to write about it is because my review wud most likely end up having a spoiler...

so just go and enjoy!!
personal opinion--its one of the best musicals ive seen soo far....

guaranteed to keep u grinning all through the movie....
the star cast is amazing...and so is the music...
ok thats enough...go WATCH it!! ;)

September 25, 2008

nothing changes...and yet life does....


what with these blasts going on everyday?
a price innocent people have to pay...
nothing new it now seems to be,
wonder how much more we are yet to see...

someone crying at the loss of her son,
shocked by the demise of a dear one...
someone informed of a missing friend,
the one they always thought on whom life could depend...

suffers the common man so all his life,
afraid tomorrow it might be his son, his wife...
aware from this fear he can never be freed,
consoles himself that nothing in life is guaranteed...

each time there is a blast in the city,
someones life changes for eternity...
that someone who has to live with the pain,
of never being able to see his loved one again...
one moment in time and everything stands still,
one blast is all it takes soo many to kill...

yet tomorrow our undying spirit they will talk about,
'survivors we are' screaming headlines will shout...
with nobody having the time to stop or pause,
life seems to go back to wherever it was...
and while some take pride in the calamity they faced,
there are those whose loss that can never be replaced....

September 23, 2008

our story 3....

ahh finally, i managed to get the time to compile storytime 3 and here it is...
so presenting before u, the magic of our very own contributions....the crazy concoction we all managed to cook up------
no tomatoes for the ending chapter please *grin* (that is purely a figment of my hyperactive imagination trying hard to make sense of the mess we all created...heehee)
happy reading!!
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CHAPTER 1

"sorry there is noone by that name here" snapped the voice on the other end of the telephone line...

"Then is there somebody called Arnab Goswami", asked Aditi, trying to recall the aliases that Kedar used for his multiple identities.

"im mrs arnab goswami...do u have any message for him??" said the voice asif trying hard to mask the irritation...

"so the scoundrel did finally manage to snare a victim, lucky I escaped", thought Aditi, but she found herself feeling gutted and she hated herself for feeling that.
"Yes. Can you tell him that his physical test reports are ready to be picked up?", said Aditi.

Kedar thinking 'My physical test report... when the hell I went to the test center..'
Clearing his throat to sound like mrs goswami - Kedar said "I hope I aced the test"

"you surely did", came the voice from the other end but with audible sarcasm, and a bunch of laughter in the background

CHAPTER 2

she cut the call leaving kedar aka arnab goswami in the confines of the past--------*FLASHBACK*

That was when Kedar had gone back to the camera store to return the flash sans camera and the shopkeeper said noooooooooo
FLASHBACK only
Kedar was laughing his lungs out hearing that!!

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kedar sighed as he remembered that fateful incident that changed his life forever...

The shopkeepers son a ardent fan of Flash Gordon snatched the flash pushed Kedar who fell on his face onto the glass counter
but rather than worryin abt the pain he had, he was more amazed to look through the glass mirror and he couldnt believe his eyes!!!

"is it her....is it my imagination..or plain simple hallucination" he mused...

His joy knew no bounds when he saw his favorite actress Nirupa Roy in the mirror.
"calm..soft..beauty...is she for real..." as he was thinking all this...the lights went off!!!
And suddenly loud music started by DJ "Dil tode ke na jaa.....". Kedar realized actually he was sitting in club and getting this hallucination type of feeling after drinking soda lime,brought by Aditi ..

...aditi...the girl he was soo madly in love with...


CHAPTER 3

aditi--the same girl--- had slipped Rohypnol in his drink.. and he remember very faintly what happened after that.. he was pleading before Aditi to leave him. He said " Aditi bhagwaan ke liya mujhe chood doo...."

BUT fortunately for him, the rohypnol was wayy past its expiry date and dint have any effect allowing kedar to run for his life, ironically leaving aditi cursing her luck not to have checked the date on the 'date-rape' drug----kedar stares at the phone receiver as he is snapped back into the present as he wonders what made aditi call him after all these years.........
and what was the reports she was talking about?

CHAPTER 4

meanwhile,aditi had got hold of the school documents of Kedar as she was stalking him - the reports were from the physical training class way back from the 9th standard when kedar used to be in all the athletic events possible....till he started smoking in std 10th due to peer pressure!!!thats when his perfectly flawless 'good boy' image was shattered!!!

he smiled as he lit his 17th cigarette for the day----the journey had been long and painful and with aditis phonecall outta the blues, he couldent help but wonder what life had in store for him ahead...
The word Store suddenly reminded him that his friend Jignesh who owned a convinience store had asked him to visit him....

CHAPTER 5

Jignesh, the same old classmate, who married 5 girls in 3 years...
And here he could not handle one girl who liked him Aditi - he wondered why?

Kedar realized actually aditi was the perfect mix of old and new age lady villans.. she is more 'Atyachari' than Lalita Pawar and Bindu. And better planner and executioner than 'Komolika'( Urvasshi) 'Nikaah' and 'Mandira' (Achint Kaur). Alone a combination of '5'... even Jignesh Patel can't handle 5 at a time..but..
it meant that kedar was a modern day draupad without the i as he had 5 in 1 aditi to handle....

Meanwhile aditi read the medical reports which pronounced that Kedar had AIDS and wondered why she felt grief for someone so horrible...
What Aditi didnt realise that the docs she had discovered while stalking him were just his school PT test reports and not medical reports and that his Teacher had simply proclaimed him to be suffering from AIPS (Bad handwriting made P look like D), meaning Ape-like Idiotic Philosophy Syndrome.

Braganza her friend took the docs out of Aditis hand, reading it explained to her that he has AIPS not AIDS and asked what was kedars last avatar?

CHAPTER 6

"ARNAB GOSWAMI" was all that aditi could say and a smile played on her lips as she realised what had wrenched her heart a second again was nothing but a case of illegible HANDWRITING...

She decided to contact Aamir Khan and asked him to make a movie on written expression disorder this time and name it...
but her friend ira (braganza) told her that could wait as first there was this shroud of mystery about kedar being 'arnab goswami' looming high.....

CHAPTER 7

Meanwhile Kedar the consultant went to Jignesh's 200 sq feet corner kiranan dukaan to investigate the posiibility of converting it into a mall using LEAN management philosophy....

Aditi racked her brain hard, "Who knew Kedar when he was Arnab?" and the answer "Jignesh" hit her like...well like an answer hits you!

CHAPTER 8

Kedar had reached Jignesh kiranani dukan but had to first use the Lean Mgmt philosophy of the motu Jagdish as he took most of the 200 sf. ft space - while aditi thought of meeting him too
But his mind could not focus on finding solutions as he kept on drifting into thoughts about Aditi and how his mother had forced him to dump her simply because her name sounded like the pesticide DDT

asif planned by fate, aditi reaches at the same exact moment, their eyes meeting as the song 'jab saamne tum aa jate ho' (by jagjit singh) plays in the background.....
but she was confused - how should she approach the pest - as Kedar or Arnab or is he someone else right now....

CHAPTER 9

Jignesh : "Hey wow! You two here all of a sudden? And that too together? What a pleasant surprise!"
Always hungry the "Fat Bastard" as all friends called him - Jignesh was happy to see two of his friends came to surprise him a day before his birthday

Aditi: "OK Fat Bastard! Tell me the deep dark secret about your friend. I'll give you 10 jumbo ice cream tubs. Plus a super surprise gift on your birthday!

Kedar on hearing this and recollecting his moms conversation took a can of baygon and hurled it towards aditi to keep her quiet and just then suppandi jigneshes servant walked in....
Aditi noticed that the servant walked in with a little boy behind her who looked exactly like Kedar.

'ive seen her somewhere' thought aditi as she wrecked her brain hard to recollect where she had seen the servant lady and in a moment she was taken back into the past--that 'rohypnol' night and...and....the sweeperlady at that club--the one who was called in the wee hours of the morning to clean up after the crowd cleared---SUSHILA-it was HER!!!

CHAPTER 10

She further exercised her brain "Yeh Kedar sa bachcha Kedar se aaya? Wait! Could the question be the answer too, with '?' replaced by '.' ? Horrors!"

aditi picks up the kid and fondly asks him 'beta whats ur name' to which comes the prompt reply---"SAHIL ARNAB GOSWAMI"...

*DOUBLE HORRORS!!!!*

Strange hallucinations to have at a time when she should have been saving herself from hurled can of baygon, but then perhaps leaking baygon itself caused the delusion-yes delusion it must be, because otherwise how could she imagine the male servant Suppandi (perhaps his aunt named him after the famous servant of Tikle magazine of India Book House, knowing what his future career options are) to be a female servant having a child with Kedar?
now Aditi suspicion got stronger.. in college there was rumor abt the Jignesh and Kedar realtionship.. now it is evident.. baccha Jignesh ka but looks like Kedar..
So aha, even though she could not yet shake of 'seeing' the lady servant and child-of-Jignesh-with-his-servant looking like Kedar, she knew all this was logically wrong - even if Jignesh and Kedar had a relationship, how would Jignesh's child with a woman have the genes of Kedar-after all Kedar's genes aren't like aids which could pass to the child in this manner-but anyways we know Kedar has AIPS, not AIDS- so Aditi's suspicion that she was just seeing things, not only grew stronger but also she got absolutely sure about it

but her brief momentary lapse of reason (induced by her daily dosage of 'dope' or so it seemed)was brought back as she realised that jignesh was rich enough to afford two servants----supandi (who had entered the room) and SUSHILA (who had followed suit after with the kid)

CHAPTER 11

Now that she had her sanity restored, she wondered why Suppandi looked exactly like Kedar too-were they twins????
'aunty aunty' her thoughts were interrupted by the irritating voice of the pesky kid in her arms who was now pulling at her long hoop earings causing her to yelp in pain.......

"aunty aunty, mere do do baap!" (like movie Gopi Kishan )

In her delusional state she snapped back at him

"mai kaha se du do do baap"

"Nahin nahin aunty aapse maang nahin raha. 2 2 toh saamney hi hain. Ek mujhey de do, ek aap rakhlo. Problem khatam!"

At this point Aditi remebered that she wanted to contact Aamir Khan for a movie and was sure he would do justice with this scenario and make a movie "Passing the baap"

CHAPTER 12

watching the horror creep to Aditi's face, Sushila explained:"
Madam yeh Jignesh aur Kedar ne god liya bachcha hai...dono ko ispe itna pyar aya ki dono ne ise baap ka naam dene ka socha.!!
Tab se in dono ko baap bulata hai...Bole to joint account'!!!

"Woh toh sab thik hai par uski shakal Suppandi se kyun milti hai? Aur Suppandi ki shakal Kedar se kyun milti hai? Aur Amir Khan ko Dhamal movie ke songwriters sue karenge ki usney idea 'Who's the baap baby baby!' gaaney se churaya hai toh uska kya hoga? Uff kitni saari pareshaniyan!"

Seeing this sorry state Jignesh who is always ready to sell something....told Aditi...you need Humdard ka tonic Cinkara

CHAPTER 13

"but why did sahil (the kiddo) call himself 'sahil ARNAB GOSWAMI'---shouldent he be saying 'kedar' as (one of) his fathers name instead??" asked aditi staring hard at jignesh hoping to solve the mystery of the multiple aliases kedar had been using.....

Maybe he's just not ready to let people to know this yet!!mused Aditi...Being from the orthodox family background he was...It was not usually easy to make such decisions...

In amidst their confusion Pandu Hawaldar Waghmare entered the store swinging his baton and declared to evacuate the area as a suspicious parcel is found just one store left of Jignesh's
to everybodys greatest surprise, this parcel is addressed to a 'mr arnab goswami' pandu tells them.....
"thats MINE!!" everyone turns around to find suppandi (the kedar lookalike servant)suddenly speak up like that.........

CHAPTER 14

Run everybody! The mine can explode with slightest of disturbances!
suddenly Aditi hears a Husky voice from back...a real tired voice with strange melancholy...she looked back .

She looks back and cant believe her eyes.. it was the "Bhooda Bhikshuk"!!!!
"bhooda bhikshuk" who was all over the news---the one dreaded face responsible for all the blasts going on in the last few days.......what was he doing here??????

CHAPTER 15

kedar who was suffering from AIPS when talking to someone and hour ago and reading the name on the TV - started saying I am bhooda bhikshuk - and this angered the real bhikshuk who came here to check him out
but the anger took over the pain... of being called "bhooda bhukshuk"!!! !:(


'who in hell is this ARNAB GOSWAMI guy---my spies have reported that he is trying to steal my thunder' shrieks the dangerous looking terrorist (who actually has asked the million dollar question that aditi has been dying to ask all along)
Seeing all this commotion and to make Aditi calm and bhooka not kill him, Kedar fianlly caves in - he removes his mask a la Nicholas Cage in Face Off - he really is a master at the game of multiple identity disguises, switching from 'kedar' to 'arnab goswami' to 'bhuda bhiukshuk' only to realise that in the end now, he will have to tell his story unmasked (ofcourse the mask does not 'literally' mean a 'MASK' here)..........

Aditi who was all excited to find the true identity of Kedar was dissappointed - Jignesh was petrified as to who was he talking to all this while - Sahil was What did you do to my dad? - all eyes, ears, noses and whatever on Kedar...

CHAPTER 16

and that is when kedar tells them what hapened that fateful 'rohypnol' night------as he was running away to save himself from the evil aditi, he met sushila (the sweeper lady)and that was when the 'rohypnol effect' started----delayed since it had already crossed the expiry date...
taking advantage of the situation, sushila had got herself to be the mother of his child and eventually become mrs arnab goswami (the identity which kedar had to take inorder to avoid any further arguements with his mom who he was sure would definitely not accept sushila as her DIL when she hadent accepted aditi)...
but even after marrying sushila, he could never forget aditi...and so he decided to kill himself...
he changed his identity to 'boodha bhikshuk' the dangerous terrorist only because he knew he would be eventually tracked down and killed....he became a chain smoker only in the hope that he would die of lung cancer someday....
but lady luck was on his side---very typical of her to be pleased at those who are striving to anger her and vice versa!
and so as lady luck would have it, he survived...his change of identity to 'boodha bhikshuk' just created publicity...so he stopped stepping out of the house....

but soon he realised what an impulsive decision he had taken, and he became desperate to save his life....he wanted to run away...to leave everything behind....to live!! so he further went and bribed jignesh kirnani's servant to get a plastic surgery done in the hope that had the police to track him down, they wud be confused.....besides sushila needed their son to know how his father looked like and supandi who was her former love agreed to undergo this risky surgery just for her sake....
meanwhile sahil was only too confused by all he had seen from birth and the doctors had declared that he would grow up to be a very confused individual since the brain had gotten adapted to the confusion right from sucha tender age.....
aditi who still hallucinated (partly due to 'dope' and partly due to the effect of the 'baygon can' hit by kedars mom) still believed that kedar aka arnab aka bhikshuk was a good person at heart and someday would propose to her with the same baygon can in hand......
as for 'jignesh' no one could explain why he could never settle down for good with a woman...was it that he couldent trust anyone after hearing what 'scheming sushila' had tricked his friend into?? was it fear of commitment? or did it yet again have something to do with......kedar...and lurrrveee....??

in short 'LOVE' had screwed up all their lives....

and right at that moment of realisation, the ticking of the parcel (which pandu hawaldar had delivered) suddenly stopped asif to say that the wait was over and the mystery was solved...and there was a loud BLAST!!

jignesh kirnanis 200 sq feet LEAN management mall aspiration was reduced to nothing but a pile of ashes.......
kedar, aditi, supandi, sushila, sahil, budha bhikshuk and jignesh kirnani were never heard of ever again..........

but 'LOVE'----the only survivor of the explosion still continues to screw up everyones life whereever it goes....



THE END!! :)

September 20, 2008

time for some 'antaaaakkksshariiii' ;)

I THINK WE NEED SOME FUN POST AGAIN HERE TO PEP UP THE MOOD...IVE BEEN HAVING 'WEEKDAY BLUES' ALL THIS WEEK AND SO WANT TO COMPENSATE THEM WITH SOME 'WEEKEND HIGHS' MYSELF....AND THEN AGAIN, U CAN SAY IVE GOT NOTHING BETTER TO DO :-/
SO HERE IS YET ANOTHER OF MY CRAZY IDEAS....
"ONLINE ANTAKSHARI" :D

FOR ALL THOSE WHO ARNT AWARE OF HOW THE GAME GOES, ITS JUST A SIMPLE GAME WHEREIN U START WITH A SONG AND THE NEXT PERSON TAKES IT FROM THE LAST LETTER OF THE LAST WORD OF THE SONG AND SINGS (OOPS READ 'TYPES') ANOTHER SONG...
I KNOW IT WONT BE AS MUCH FUN AS THE REAL THING...BUT ATLEAST WE CAN TRY...WHATSAY?? :)

I WILL START WITH THE OPENING SONG TO MAKE IT EASIER...

HOPING IT WILL BE FUN AND TRYING TO AVOID THINKING OF THE HORROR OF THE NOT SO RARE POSSIBILITY IN THE BLOG WORLD OF 2 OR MORE PEOPLE COMMENTING IN AT THE SAME TIME WITH SONGS OF THE SAME LETTER :-/

FOR THE OPENING SONG, CHECK OUT THE COMMENT SPACE....

CHEERS!!


P.S:due to lack of time to compile 'storytime-3' i havent been able to put it up yet...but it will be posted shortly with ofcourse my purrfeecct end (heehee pun intended)...so watch the space! :)

September 14, 2008

empty eyes....

they speak of natures beauty,
the valleys and the birds...
they talk about the rainbow,
to me they are just mere words...

they speak of different colours,
which brighten up their day...
but in their pretty discussion,
i have never anything to say...

they speak of lovely flowers,
i wonder how they must be....
they say they come in different hues,
none of which i can see...

everyday they come to meet me,
with a brand new story to share...
and when i fail to relate to them,
a strange silence fills the air...
perhaps its then they realise,
il'l never be able to find,
the beauty in all they tell me,
because right from birth im blind!!

i find it very awkward when,
they console me that its alright,
they also say im lucky i cannot see,
the present worlds miserable plight...
they talk of humans killing humans,
and say its horrid to see loved ones dead,
they speak of blasts and explosions,
and say they'd prefer being blind instead...
they tell me the world is no longer united,
there is warcry and bloodshed everywhere,
trains being burnt down,innocent ppl killed,
and yet noone seems enough to care...

they are a confused bunch i tellya,
they who can see but true vision lack...
atleast i see this world as one,
even though i see it all in black...



i dedicate the above piece of poetry ive written, to all those who are visually impaired but are much better off than those who are fortunate enough to be able to see and yet not human enough to understand...

September 11, 2008

storytime-3 is here!!

well, its storycooking time of the month folks...
For those who are aware of what that means,go right ahead and contribute...and those of you who are not, here are the rules of the games...so feel free to join in :)
just to show u how much we guys have concocted so far here is the link to storytime-1 and storytime-2
so here we go...STORYTIME-3 BEGINS!! :)

here are the rules---

the idea is as follows---(just copy pasted from our earlier experiments)
--->i will start with a line...a random sentence and u guys have to spin a yarn around it...got the picture??
yes its story telling time people :D

--->each of u will have to contribute one line after another...and continue the flow of the story...

--->u can comment however as many number of times as u want but make sure that there shouldent be two 'consecutive' lines contributed by the same person...and also each comment should have just ONE line of the story...

--->anyone and everyone (this includes first-timers to 'nostalgic moments' and non-bloggers too)is allowed and requested to contribute...just make sure u go with the flow...

--->the characters can be given names as long as they dont keep changing :p..so make sure u read the comments before u before contributing ur own...new characters can be added...

--->u can make sure of any form of writing--direct, indirect or both...

--->u can write anything u want but please keep in mind not to write anything offensive as it is against the ethics of my blog...also make sure u dont include anything that wud hurt the sentiments of fellow bloggers :)

--->make sure u just put nothing but 'ur line' in the comment section...

--->please try to wrap the story up by tuesday 7pm IST...if not urs truly will be compelled to put up a crappy ending of her imagination(u know how pathetic my stories are and often they dont even have happy endings..so dont say i dint warn u! heehee)

On 16th sept tuesday at exactly 7pm IST, i will collect all the contributions, as they are and in the same particular order from the comment section and post them...and voila!! lo and behold! there will be, OUR VERY OWN PROUD STORY!!...heehee

so gear up and get ready to create the wackiest, funniest, strangest story of all times :D
it could turn out to have tragedy, drama, romance, humour...but the best part is its going to be UNPREDICTABLE! and can twist with every single line...somewhat like life eh??
or who knows it might just make sense and then i will print it as a book on behalf of all u people and it might hit the racks as the worlds biggest bestseller!! *dreamy look*



"sorry there is noone by that name here" snapped the voice on the other end of the telephone line...


so let the spinning begin...

cheers and keep it rocking! :)

September 07, 2008

confused!!!

she dint know what to speak....
she was afraid...scared...of hurting him......that was the last thing she wanted to do....she had done that enough already...
"please say something ritu...i cant bear this silence"
text message after text message...phone call after call....
sometimes she would answer the call just to hear him....but she dint say a word...she was afraid of herself...she was afraid of what she might speak...she was afraid he might ask her why she did what she did and she didnt want to answer that....she wasent afraid of him not understanding....but she was scared he would understand just too much or perhaps just enough!!
she wanted him to have the best in life....

one part of her wanted to tell him everything...yearned to speak to him...
but something held her back....a decision she had made a long time ago...
she had wanted him to hate her and she had done everything possible to make sure of that....
and today,she was afraid that if he got to know the truth, he wouldent....
she wanted to be forgiven...but she wanted to be forgotten too....and then again, she dint want to be....

she wanted to talk...tell him everything....tell him how much she missed him...how much she had cried in regret for behaving soo awful...and then again, she wanted to remain silent....to tell him nothing....hide how much she missed him....mask her tears with the silence between them...

she wanted him to love her...and yet again, she wanted him to move on...
she had wanted him to hate her....and yet again,she had always secretly wished he would never do that....

she cut the call once again...brushing a silent tear off her cheek,not knowing what she really wanted....

September 02, 2008

celebration time!!

heres wishing a very special someone a very very happy birthday....
this special someone who is not only my friend-philosopher and guide but is also there with me in all my times good and bad....
there hasent been a single moment in my life he hasent been aware of...no secret hidden from him...no truth untold...no fib told...he knows my life like an open book...
when i used to get those last minute tremors for unprepared vivas in med school...when i needed that extra helping of moral support...when something good was waiting to happen...when something bad was waiting to happen...when something neutral was waiting to happen...he was there.....all the time....
he has always been that support in life i can totally rely on because most of the time he is the only one i can speak to without the fear of being judged...
i fight with him...i crib..i rant...i fume...i sob...i argue...i complain...and yet i know that il'l keep going back....
some say that im totally dependant on him...some think of it as being vulnerable..some thing that i lack selfconfidence while some associate it as a weakness...
there have been ppl telling me that he dosent care as much as i do....but i refuse to believe that...the amount i speak to him,im sure he must be forced to listen even if he wanted to ignore me...heehee
yaa i do take him for granted at times...loading him with all my tension...stress...problems...
sometimes i forget to thank him when things go right....sometimes i assume him to know that im thankful...but he never complains...i guess he knows me wayy too well...
so today on his birthday, as an age old tradition that i have been following for each and every one of his birthday so far, yet again im going to give him a big list of all that i want...(yess u read it right! i know its HIS birthday..but i get to ask him for gifts on HIS birthday as well as on MINE...heehee)
I also get to celebrate it in full swing not to mention the gorging on the sweets and other delicacies :p

and all he gets in return is a big big birthday hug from my side and me as his BESTEST friend for life....(ok i admit i get the better part of the deal)
but then no wonder he is my favourite ;)


so here i am, with all due respect, with head bowed and palms folded, i offer him birthday wishes and selfishly pray that he will bless me and all my loved ones for life :)

HERES WISHING YOU ALL A VERY HAPPY 'MODAK'FUL WONDERFUL GANESH CHATURTHI :)
HAVE A BLAST...THE TREAT IS ON ME!

GANPATIBAPPA MORYAAA!
MANGALMURTI MORYAA! :)