I wish I could go back to all those good times that i have spent till now and make them last longer...
I wish I could set right all the mistakes i have made till now.. maybe they would have altered the course of my life...
I wish i could be a kid again and go back scurrying around aimlessly with nothing to bother about...when getting a pack of colored pens from ma-papa meant the world to me..
I wish I had valued certain relationships more and a few others less... so that at least all would have got what they truly deserved..
I wish I had learnt how to fake emotions and feelings... so that eventually I wouldn't have hurt myself..
I wish I was able to control my thoughts and throw the unwanted ones out right away..
... but i also know that all this was not meant to be... all i can do it..try and find ways to live in way that fast forward 5 years...I am not sitting and writing something as cryptic as this...
Friday, December 12, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Long awaited lazy saturday....yaawn... I was just flipping through channels when a certain gentleman was giving his reviews (read "ripping it aprt") about the new releases this week. I happened to hear his review of "An Accidental Husband"...well, to say the least , his review made me feel that this was the worst movie Hollywood ever made!! So much so that I was compelled ( wee bit exaggeration) to catch a late night show of the movie.With Colin Firth starring in it, after all I didnt have much to lose! So four of us ( I nearly pestered a male friend to come along, so that we had adequate and fair representation while reviewing :))
to say the least....the movie was fun. (the male friend seconded our opinion)....which got me wondering....what is with the critics.Lately, I saw reviews of our good ol' Himesh bhai's movie ( Karz...ooopss...karZZZZ). Well not that I did try watching that flick, coz I was sure the extra ZZZZZZs would certainly put me to sleep! But the review would have put any GENUINELY good movie to shame. Do people actually drool over the self-proclaimed dude? I must be blind in that case :P.
to say the least....the movie was fun. (the male friend seconded our opinion)....which got me wondering....what is with the critics.Lately, I saw reviews of our good ol' Himesh bhai's movie ( Karz...ooopss...karZZZZ). Well not that I did try watching that flick, coz I was sure the extra ZZZZZZs would certainly put me to sleep! But the review would have put any GENUINELY good movie to shame. Do people actually drool over the self-proclaimed dude? I must be blind in that case :P.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
are You listening....:)
things which were going right suddenly go wrong..
you dont even know where all the troubles have hit you from...
as you try to solve one puzzle,He is busy preparing another one
Coz probably for him, watching you solve it is fun...
But all i know is one rises after every fall
so i am trying not to get bothered by it at all...
Hope i am able to hold on tight
through this phase of life which reminds me of a long cold dark night......
you dont even know where all the troubles have hit you from...
as you try to solve one puzzle,He is busy preparing another one
Coz probably for him, watching you solve it is fun...
But all i know is one rises after every fall
so i am trying not to get bothered by it at all...
Hope i am able to hold on tight
through this phase of life which reminds me of a long cold dark night......
Monday, August 25, 2008
paradoxical it is....
how paradoxical it is...that the time you spend in the company of your loved one, flies off and all the minutes and hours without him....seem like eternity....
how paradoxical it is...that when you are with the one you love, you want to firmly hold each moment spent with him/her so that it does not pass too soon...and when he/she is away...you want to sweep away all the moments with one strong force...
how paradoxical it is that you start running away and avoiding places you used to love visiting with your soulmate coz they would bring back all the ( assumingly) good memories..
how paradoxical it is that suddenly the cell phone which used to be tucked away in some remote corner earlier becomes the the new-found centre of your life now, because probably that is the only way to connect with that someone...
how paradoxical it is that when you think that you are the one responsible for your life, someone else comes and changes all the plans you made for yourself, because suddenly...compared to "I" you start giving more importance to "WE"...
.........it is not an imaginary world I am talking about..though at times I so wish it was.....but we all know that life is a paradox...you are damned if you do and damned if you dont.....
Saturday, March 1, 2008
sunscreen time
One of my close friends introduced me to this song by Baz Lurhman, some light years back. I could relate to it completely and so, this song finds a mention in my blog here...Hope u find ur own self somewhere in the lyrics of this song....
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliablethan my own meandering experience…I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will notunderstand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you imagine.
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.
The real troubles in your life are apt to be things thatnever crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pmon some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing everyday that scares you
Sing
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss
Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimesyou’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.
Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with yourlife…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what theywanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 yearolds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybeyou won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own..
Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either onemight run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen…
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliablethan my own meandering experience…I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will notunderstand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you imagine.
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.
The real troubles in your life are apt to be things thatnever crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pmon some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing everyday that scares you
Sing
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss
Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimesyou’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.
Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with yourlife…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what theywanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 yearolds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybeyou won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own..
Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either onemight run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen…
Thursday, February 28, 2008
A Beginning :)
I just hit my mid twenties, not bored at all, but yes, caught in the daily grind ( side-effect of living in a cosmopolitan/"forever awake" city). i dont complain of the grind....but yes, i miss the solitude at times...i miss the leisure of siting by my window sill, and giving words to my thoughts.
There is a lot more to life than just striking each day off your list..rather that should be the last thing I want to do. Each day is to be lived and lived fully...these blog is a compilation of all my random and not so random thoughts, silly and not so silly anecdotes, and my way of trying to find humour in all things possible. I dont assure you an entertaining read, but i can promise a non so boring read either :). And yeah, the similarity of my state of mind to that of S T Coleridge in some blogs is purily unintentional! :)
There is a lot more to life than just striking each day off your list..rather that should be the last thing I want to do. Each day is to be lived and lived fully...these blog is a compilation of all my random and not so random thoughts, silly and not so silly anecdotes, and my way of trying to find humour in all things possible. I dont assure you an entertaining read, but i can promise a non so boring read either :). And yeah, the similarity of my state of mind to that of S T Coleridge in some blogs is purily unintentional! :)
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