Why is it that we always tend to call up people who we have had very bad fights? Or that things have ended on a rather sour note? Why is there a burning need to call up that very person to ask how is he? And then later on regret doing that very thing??? And its not very womanly or manly to do that - but I guess because sometimes or people like me are so sensitive or so overwhelmed that we come to the fact that - Hey its ok if we call up that very person whom we had a nasty fight with coz he will surely understand and things will be alright!
If only we lived in that sort of Picture Perfect World that our mind wants us to create!
Probably there wouldnt have been break-ups and misunderstandings - no miscommunication - Nothing! You would just have had to ask the other guy - hey you do understand na??
They say let bygones be bygones! Sometimes I wish I was a river - flowing through leaving everything behind and excited to see what lies ahead of me! I do not completely think its my fault - but I wanted to make that call and I suffered the consequences which I know only the best!
How many times while taking a shower (oh yes the bathroom is the perfect place to make yourself understood for your own good) but no after the shower or after visiting the bathroom I guess forget it and well do what you always wanted to do!
Being determined is one thing but there is a fine line between determine and obsession that if one crosses could only meet with his untimely (not death) but wrecking apart his self respect which is more important!
Always bitten and not even once shy! If I could say and curse myself for why in the world did I ever go ahead and make that call.
The only thing I want for myself is that I learn my lessons (sooner the better) and not keep failing (am not afraid of the failure) am just tired of making people understand to know the real ME! The more I make myself understood to them - deeper I fall in the ditch - its like a trap that I have set for myself.....
Till then am hoping that the next blog I write does not consist of another untimely call!
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Itch....Tch....I really want to do something....
You know sometimes there is that itch....a bit of discomfort, restlessness, etc...a need to do something...but you get so agitated that you don't know where to go- what to do and above all how to do... Off late I have realised I have become very restless - there seems to be a certain kind of unrest in my mind...really confused and well...most importantly - How do I get out of here???
There are loads of things you want to do - you list them down too. But you know how a human mind fuctions, the day we get involved with our usual work - we forget what we wanted, what our heart desired, and where do we exactly want to go.
We have sort of become slaves to work, to time - I know many writers, great philosophers have written about this - but I sort of cannot get out of it...the time when I took break did I realise I can go to work without actually putting my heart or being emotionally attached to it...but its all the same. I mean then work takes over us, and we become slaves again...coz we carry the same work home. And the stupidest excuse we give to ourselves is well, its work, you just cannot put it off...yeah really??? Wow...am so dedicated...this is a foolish satisfaction that we give to our heart...convincing ourselves emotionally...
Someday they seriously need to introduce a Nobel Prize for working like a dog or a donkey...whatever they find suits better...probably coz there is less of that bunch...and perhaps more of them...again human psychology rules... We think we are the only 'person' doing it...nobody else will be able to do it...than ME...
Phew...again the mind diverts, travels its own journey, comes back to square one and then wanders off....till it finds the right track....
Am off....to find that track...you find yours....ever became successful do let me know...am dying to know that myself...
Will write a book someday on the same....
There are loads of things you want to do - you list them down too. But you know how a human mind fuctions, the day we get involved with our usual work - we forget what we wanted, what our heart desired, and where do we exactly want to go.
We have sort of become slaves to work, to time - I know many writers, great philosophers have written about this - but I sort of cannot get out of it...the time when I took break did I realise I can go to work without actually putting my heart or being emotionally attached to it...but its all the same. I mean then work takes over us, and we become slaves again...coz we carry the same work home. And the stupidest excuse we give to ourselves is well, its work, you just cannot put it off...yeah really??? Wow...am so dedicated...this is a foolish satisfaction that we give to our heart...convincing ourselves emotionally...
Someday they seriously need to introduce a Nobel Prize for working like a dog or a donkey...whatever they find suits better...probably coz there is less of that bunch...and perhaps more of them...again human psychology rules... We think we are the only 'person' doing it...nobody else will be able to do it...than ME...
Phew...again the mind diverts, travels its own journey, comes back to square one and then wanders off....till it finds the right track....
Am off....to find that track...you find yours....ever became successful do let me know...am dying to know that myself...
Will write a book someday on the same....
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Face In the Window ( a story I had written some 5 years back)
There is this story had written long long long time back....and after that well, I haven't written any stories....I do not know the reason....but when I keep on reading this it sort of pushes me to write a book in the near future....Amen to that....here is the story....and yea let me add this was the time when I actually was charmed by the world of psychology (I still do think my office people are suffering from Multiple Personality Disorder) :)) Enjoy reading...Comments are always welcome!
Face in the Window
Someone is after me, dressed in black, it was raining very heavily that night, all I remember is that I was running in dense woods, there was no place to hide. I trip over a branch and fall flat on my face. Till that time my intruder gets an advantage over me and he comes near me with something silver shining in his hand, “O…no,” I scream, he sneers at me ready to butcher me like he did to others, and then there will be no witnesses, he points out the stiletto at my throat and says, “Be prepared to die!” All I remember is that I screamed out loud as I could and fainted then and there.
I wake up, trembling and sweating, one of the nurse is already by my side, the doctor gives her orders to strap me tight to the bed, “She should be given shock treatment, nurse” says the doctor. I have been given a dose of injection and later on the shock treatment is brought and as they prepare to make me unconscious I drift back to my past.
My name is Brenda Carl Davis. I, am an author by profession, I am 26. I write books based on fiction, fiction, and more fiction.Every book of mine has been a bestseller. One of the bestseller, which sold more than million copies, was “Face in the Window”
This book is based on a serial rapist/murderer. He targeted young, ambitious, and single women. There was a particular time and place that he chose his victim.
This book is based on a serial rapist cum murderer who is running free. After raping his victim he brutally kills her and after each and every murder he draws a face in the window with the victims blood indicating that she will be his next victim . “Try and stop me,” he writes after his work, and thus he always been successful in his work, no matter how much the police try to find and warn the person by that time the rapist has already finished his work and he is on the move.
Now in the end the conclusion is that there is handicapped female who kills him in the end.
Meanwhile, I remember very clearly, it was a month ago that this incident had occurred which has brought me to this place…. I was sitting all alone watching 8’o clock news when there was a knock at the door, must be my pesky neighbor I thought, when I opened the door, to my surprise there was no one, so I stepped out to see if there might be some naughty kids playing pranks with me…. as I stepped out I tripped over the object I look down the corridor and closed the door.
Since I am a writer I do get many gifts and letters from my fans so this was usual, only it was a big gift. I opened it and gasp! To my horror there was a rag doll with its neck twisted to one side, there was a note. “The game has begun, even you will die,” it said, “Try and stop me.” I smiled someone has definitely got more wild imagination than me. “And the main crime stories today are…the city is shocked at attempted rape and murder of a 16 year old girl Denise Colagn at 7.30 p.m. this evening at South Minneapolis. She was butchered mercilessly. The police found no evidence but are trying, they say that only thing the murderer cum rapist has left behind is a sketch in the window with the victims blood.
“O.No…” I scream that means the threat that I got was for real. I call up the cops, they come after 15 minutes to have a look at the gift sent to me. “Someone must be playing pranks with you Miss Davis, I don’t see any harm here,” says the senior officer. “Goodnight Miss Davis and don’t worry about such things.” “ B…but the girl, he may start killing other females y..you..”
“Miss Davis I would you to go sleep nothing has happened so good night!”
As days and nights passed by, I started hearing more and more of rape and murder and the “face in the window” and everytime the police said that it is nothing. So I decided to go and investigate and save those innocent girls, I myself go on a hunt because I knew where he would go, the killer victimized people at South Minneapolis…it was a very dense place so I go all equipped with torch, dark clothes and rubber shoes. Unfortunately it was raining that night, so there was a smell of wet soil. As I stood there I heard ruffling smell behind me I turned around there was nothing I started running even the person behind me did the same, I knew I had to act on impulse so I turned around and picked up the stick lying down, it was then I saw him he was standing two feet far from me I could see him sneering at me, “ so Miss Writer wants to become Miss Heroine huh? Hahahahahaha…” he laughs out loud. “You won’t kill anyone again,” I say with nervousness, he suddenly plunged at me with a dagger. “Noooo…” I scream, that was the last thing I remember.
“Mrs. Davis, I am sorry to say but you have to keep your daughter here for special care and treatment,” Dr. Alice tells my mom. “But what has happened to her?” inquires my mom. “Your daughter is suffering from a mental illness called schizophrenia, she imagines things and she thinks that those things are happening for real. She cannot differentiate between reality and imagination and that is why she keeps on getting visions. This generally happens when the person is undergoing through too much stress and fatigue.
“Will she be alright doctor?” asks my worried mother, “I really cant guarantee you anything Mrs. Davis, you will have to be patient.” As the doctor tells this to my mom she leaves her alone and walks away to attend other patients while my mom looks at me with concern from the cubicle window while I look back at her at her and see her “Face in the window.”
Face in the Window
Someone is after me, dressed in black, it was raining very heavily that night, all I remember is that I was running in dense woods, there was no place to hide. I trip over a branch and fall flat on my face. Till that time my intruder gets an advantage over me and he comes near me with something silver shining in his hand, “O…no,” I scream, he sneers at me ready to butcher me like he did to others, and then there will be no witnesses, he points out the stiletto at my throat and says, “Be prepared to die!” All I remember is that I screamed out loud as I could and fainted then and there.
I wake up, trembling and sweating, one of the nurse is already by my side, the doctor gives her orders to strap me tight to the bed, “She should be given shock treatment, nurse” says the doctor. I have been given a dose of injection and later on the shock treatment is brought and as they prepare to make me unconscious I drift back to my past.
My name is Brenda Carl Davis. I, am an author by profession, I am 26. I write books based on fiction, fiction, and more fiction.Every book of mine has been a bestseller. One of the bestseller, which sold more than million copies, was “Face in the Window”
This book is based on a serial rapist/murderer. He targeted young, ambitious, and single women. There was a particular time and place that he chose his victim.
This book is based on a serial rapist cum murderer who is running free. After raping his victim he brutally kills her and after each and every murder he draws a face in the window with the victims blood indicating that she will be his next victim . “Try and stop me,” he writes after his work, and thus he always been successful in his work, no matter how much the police try to find and warn the person by that time the rapist has already finished his work and he is on the move.
Now in the end the conclusion is that there is handicapped female who kills him in the end.
Meanwhile, I remember very clearly, it was a month ago that this incident had occurred which has brought me to this place…. I was sitting all alone watching 8’o clock news when there was a knock at the door, must be my pesky neighbor I thought, when I opened the door, to my surprise there was no one, so I stepped out to see if there might be some naughty kids playing pranks with me…. as I stepped out I tripped over the object I look down the corridor and closed the door.
Since I am a writer I do get many gifts and letters from my fans so this was usual, only it was a big gift. I opened it and gasp! To my horror there was a rag doll with its neck twisted to one side, there was a note. “The game has begun, even you will die,” it said, “Try and stop me.” I smiled someone has definitely got more wild imagination than me. “And the main crime stories today are…the city is shocked at attempted rape and murder of a 16 year old girl Denise Colagn at 7.30 p.m. this evening at South Minneapolis. She was butchered mercilessly. The police found no evidence but are trying, they say that only thing the murderer cum rapist has left behind is a sketch in the window with the victims blood.
“O.No…” I scream that means the threat that I got was for real. I call up the cops, they come after 15 minutes to have a look at the gift sent to me. “Someone must be playing pranks with you Miss Davis, I don’t see any harm here,” says the senior officer. “Goodnight Miss Davis and don’t worry about such things.” “ B…but the girl, he may start killing other females y..you..”
“Miss Davis I would you to go sleep nothing has happened so good night!”
As days and nights passed by, I started hearing more and more of rape and murder and the “face in the window” and everytime the police said that it is nothing. So I decided to go and investigate and save those innocent girls, I myself go on a hunt because I knew where he would go, the killer victimized people at South Minneapolis…it was a very dense place so I go all equipped with torch, dark clothes and rubber shoes. Unfortunately it was raining that night, so there was a smell of wet soil. As I stood there I heard ruffling smell behind me I turned around there was nothing I started running even the person behind me did the same, I knew I had to act on impulse so I turned around and picked up the stick lying down, it was then I saw him he was standing two feet far from me I could see him sneering at me, “ so Miss Writer wants to become Miss Heroine huh? Hahahahahaha…” he laughs out loud. “You won’t kill anyone again,” I say with nervousness, he suddenly plunged at me with a dagger. “Noooo…” I scream, that was the last thing I remember.
“Mrs. Davis, I am sorry to say but you have to keep your daughter here for special care and treatment,” Dr. Alice tells my mom. “But what has happened to her?” inquires my mom. “Your daughter is suffering from a mental illness called schizophrenia, she imagines things and she thinks that those things are happening for real. She cannot differentiate between reality and imagination and that is why she keeps on getting visions. This generally happens when the person is undergoing through too much stress and fatigue.
“Will she be alright doctor?” asks my worried mother, “I really cant guarantee you anything Mrs. Davis, you will have to be patient.” As the doctor tells this to my mom she leaves her alone and walks away to attend other patients while my mom looks at me with concern from the cubicle window while I look back at her at her and see her “Face in the window.”
When was the last time you were hit?? (I meant mentally!!!)
I feel so down, so out and so out of the blue...that am all out of love...am not lost without anybody...but its getting lonelier by the minute...I mean it is seriously very funny the way people behave....one moment they are nice to you the next minute they are like ....well - its worse than getting introduced...and then you get lost...like who do I converse with??? Everybody bloody around are so...well..selfish and so eeewwww...that at times you feel as if you have just committed a sin...and there were witnesses who saw you do that...and all are going to testify against you....
Its getting bloody lonelier here...coz I just dont know whats happening at my place...that similar to my place being in some corner of the office I too feel as if I have been locked up and forgotten in some part of the hole...that I will not be called maybe if I leave the place people will not notice...but then the question is why do you want people to notice...are you so hungry for attention that you will want people to notice you...to stand up and salute you...I guess these shoddy expectations sort of leave you bruised and scarred...that even if its just a scratch on your skin it hurts and it bloody hurts so much that there will be nobody who can come and wipe off your tears...
I guess when you expect a lot...life just shows you that a paper can be blank...and not necessarily anything can be written on it...even when you think there will be another instruction of life...and that is what is not sad...coz the paper wants you to write something on it...where it wants you to create your own rules - why is it that...we always look at the door...longing that somebody will open, shout, and embrace you telling you that - "Its ok, I am here!!!" There are one in five times that - that happens...
And when that doesnt happen....human psychology is such that you start blaming your own nature, character that you are good for nothing...or probably you have become so bad or unnoticeable that it is these things that make you cry and bring despair in your life. Which is just so sad...
No matter how many times after I have seen Batman - The Dark Knight - that am so bloody obsessed with the Joker character...that I want to be somewhat similar to him while dealing with stupid situations in my life...that well I just cant seem to handle it....I just become so emotional myself...that there is no self realisation that whatever is happening is ok...its just a phase...and well...let things be as they are...and not be bothered by it....aaahhhh...
Sometimes I do wonder why I cant leave it as it is.....Just let go.....can I? Well.....only time can tell....but one thing is for sure....if I have managed to become stronger - I will emerge a winner out of all this mucky situation as well.... all I have to do is let it pass....
See you soon here...I intend to write soon.....its more of soul searching...which will keep happening....:) there's hope!!! May God bestow some of Joker's character's ingredients in me....hehehehe...
Its getting bloody lonelier here...coz I just dont know whats happening at my place...that similar to my place being in some corner of the office I too feel as if I have been locked up and forgotten in some part of the hole...that I will not be called maybe if I leave the place people will not notice...but then the question is why do you want people to notice...are you so hungry for attention that you will want people to notice you...to stand up and salute you...I guess these shoddy expectations sort of leave you bruised and scarred...that even if its just a scratch on your skin it hurts and it bloody hurts so much that there will be nobody who can come and wipe off your tears...
I guess when you expect a lot...life just shows you that a paper can be blank...and not necessarily anything can be written on it...even when you think there will be another instruction of life...and that is what is not sad...coz the paper wants you to write something on it...where it wants you to create your own rules - why is it that...we always look at the door...longing that somebody will open, shout, and embrace you telling you that - "Its ok, I am here!!!" There are one in five times that - that happens...
And when that doesnt happen....human psychology is such that you start blaming your own nature, character that you are good for nothing...or probably you have become so bad or unnoticeable that it is these things that make you cry and bring despair in your life. Which is just so sad...
No matter how many times after I have seen Batman - The Dark Knight - that am so bloody obsessed with the Joker character...that I want to be somewhat similar to him while dealing with stupid situations in my life...that well I just cant seem to handle it....I just become so emotional myself...that there is no self realisation that whatever is happening is ok...its just a phase...and well...let things be as they are...and not be bothered by it....aaahhhh...
Sometimes I do wonder why I cant leave it as it is.....Just let go.....can I? Well.....only time can tell....but one thing is for sure....if I have managed to become stronger - I will emerge a winner out of all this mucky situation as well.... all I have to do is let it pass....
See you soon here...I intend to write soon.....its more of soul searching...which will keep happening....:) there's hope!!! May God bestow some of Joker's character's ingredients in me....hehehehe...
Friday, June 13, 2008
Well, It sure wasn't me......
How many times have you been caught by your bosses doing nothing wrong, but they feel that you are upto something - lets use the word -'wrong'??? How many times have you done your work like you really really really care and then have also got scolded for the same stupid thing??? I mean when its done, people just don't care thinking well, it isn't done....and when you do it, they just raise their arms and shrug and say - 'BIG DEAL'.... and this time it wasn't my fault.
Am sure many of you might or may (and 100% must have been on such a situation) where your bosses always want to probe or prod or whatever - till now I haven't been much in the limelight...and as you know when you are not there - you feel - 'Oh, maybe am not important', strange how one situation where your boss questioning you makes you feel like - 'Why me?' - strange case of a human mind no doubt.
Anywayz so I was been questioned, again questioned...and when there was no conclusion - I was been told to meet - well I went down for a walk (not that there was anything to do with the walk) but still went ahead...read some books (realised that BATMAN is good to read - now that sure is stored at the back of my mind) and then came back...and am still SULKING...and am very much still SULKING...sheesh when will this stupid habit of mine go...I mean if am right what do I have to care in this world???
But yea...the fear lurks behind this mind, at the same point of time there is that confidence that the mind is trying to build...
Let it build it all... Will let you know of the OUTCOME...the end result of the same.
Am sure many of you might or may (and 100% must have been on such a situation) where your bosses always want to probe or prod or whatever - till now I haven't been much in the limelight...and as you know when you are not there - you feel - 'Oh, maybe am not important', strange how one situation where your boss questioning you makes you feel like - 'Why me?' - strange case of a human mind no doubt.
Anywayz so I was been questioned, again questioned...and when there was no conclusion - I was been told to meet - well I went down for a walk (not that there was anything to do with the walk) but still went ahead...read some books (realised that BATMAN is good to read - now that sure is stored at the back of my mind) and then came back...and am still SULKING...and am very much still SULKING...sheesh when will this stupid habit of mine go...I mean if am right what do I have to care in this world???
But yea...the fear lurks behind this mind, at the same point of time there is that confidence that the mind is trying to build...
Let it build it all... Will let you know of the OUTCOME...the end result of the same.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Dreams, Drama, Action.....Karma....MEETINGS
How many of us have some of the strangest dreams- wake up with a start or astonishment thinking what in the world was that dream for- if it was highly scary dream - then you may try to question it-maybe if you are superstitious you may also keep on thinking about it, worrying about it so much that only if there is high pressure of work would that dream just go away....if it was a very nice dream - you would always imagine that hope it happens to me or please let it come true (well, in my case it does not-not that I get disappointed -not anymore)
How many times in your life have you wanted to wring somebody's neck, abuse that person left right and center but stop doing it just coz the word 'karma' floats in front of your face, how many times have you stopped yourself from wishing bad for somebody coz we always think that the other person does not deserve or should I say rightly deserve anything that they have in the present sense...I mean don't you do an about turn thinking - wow I have more than half the brains that this guy has (even if he/she is your superior) and still is at the top position than you are... why coz that guy has gone through a lot of ass licking....or what ever....
Well tomm is Monday again I need to rush at about 9.00 am coz we have got some 'meeting' wow they should actually pay us more for the kind of 'stuff' that we keep on listening to...so that means I will not be getting my 'beauty sleep' also....
Anywayz am all looking forward for a new day.... hopefully without me cribbing about anything!
How many times in your life have you wanted to wring somebody's neck, abuse that person left right and center but stop doing it just coz the word 'karma' floats in front of your face, how many times have you stopped yourself from wishing bad for somebody coz we always think that the other person does not deserve or should I say rightly deserve anything that they have in the present sense...I mean don't you do an about turn thinking - wow I have more than half the brains that this guy has (even if he/she is your superior) and still is at the top position than you are... why coz that guy has gone through a lot of ass licking....or what ever....
Well tomm is Monday again I need to rush at about 9.00 am coz we have got some 'meeting' wow they should actually pay us more for the kind of 'stuff' that we keep on listening to...so that means I will not be getting my 'beauty sleep' also....
Anywayz am all looking forward for a new day.... hopefully without me cribbing about anything!
Thursday, June 5, 2008
In a Complete Screwed Up Mood!!!!eeeeewwwwwwwww
Do I scream??? Do I shout??? Can I actually be very angry and just throw tantrums....Should I be always nice to people??? Why do I take flak from people??? They can survive without me na?? Or is it always please do this thing for us na??? Maybe they do know that I will at the end of the day. Why do I always bend down to those rules?? Why cant I make my own set of rules??? Why Why Why???? I mean just Why??? Cant a human being breathe....or maybe if others have forgotten that a human should breathe...coz they are busy being blood suckers...well you just cannot do anything...but remind yourself that you are an absolute human being who should well just BREATHE....exhale..inhale...exhale...inhale......which is just not happening.
I just want to relax....relax....want to get rid of these questions roaming around my head....which is just too irritating....anwayzzz...signing off....
I just want to relax....relax....want to get rid of these questions roaming around my head....which is just too irritating....anwayzzz...signing off....
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Me, Myself and My Instincts....
How many times do you wake up in the morning and are almost sure that something will happen that you have dreamt about in your sleep as well. And when you see that happening, your joy is inescapable (if I can so use that word). And it is very much. There is this certain man Mr X, who I am not chasing - but would like to be friends with.
Did not receive his mails for a long time - so mailed him back - and I knew that I was supposed to receive his mail - but he sure does mail a shocker everytime he mails back...This time he sure asked for my number... which obviously made my excitement levels shoot up!
As I received a mail this afternoon which said if Life gives you a second opportunity - do take it...do not take it negatively. The beauty is obviously in not carrying the extra luggage of the past along with you when starting a new friendship or relationship which I guess we all are very quick to do - I guess even if it does not cross our mind we try to find a reason to get it back and torture ourselves. Our we sadists in our own sweet way?? Do we thrive or do we wait impatiently for something to happen - something rather negative to happen.
So even if I do date this guy and go out with him - there is always a nagging doubt about what lies ahead....I guess thats where we f*** up heavily in always wanting or eager to see what lies ahead.
All I need right now is loads and loads of luck to me...and also optimism which has become less and I really have to get back to it. Rather bounce back to it...and yea coming back to the topic I also have to rely on my instincts as well!!!
Did not receive his mails for a long time - so mailed him back - and I knew that I was supposed to receive his mail - but he sure does mail a shocker everytime he mails back...This time he sure asked for my number... which obviously made my excitement levels shoot up!
As I received a mail this afternoon which said if Life gives you a second opportunity - do take it...do not take it negatively. The beauty is obviously in not carrying the extra luggage of the past along with you when starting a new friendship or relationship which I guess we all are very quick to do - I guess even if it does not cross our mind we try to find a reason to get it back and torture ourselves. Our we sadists in our own sweet way?? Do we thrive or do we wait impatiently for something to happen - something rather negative to happen.
So even if I do date this guy and go out with him - there is always a nagging doubt about what lies ahead....I guess thats where we f*** up heavily in always wanting or eager to see what lies ahead.
All I need right now is loads and loads of luck to me...and also optimism which has become less and I really have to get back to it. Rather bounce back to it...and yea coming back to the topic I also have to rely on my instincts as well!!!
Monday, May 5, 2008
Doing it on the LAP - (I meant blogging)
well, well well....its for the first time that I am writing this blog from my LAPTOP and I sure am feeling at the top of the world - particularly after crying my heart out for the disastrous outfit that my mum got for me....:P anyways now since all thats settled...as it does everytime - let me tell you that nobody absolutely nobody liked my last blog that I had written....especially some of my male friends.
For the simple reason that I do not understand the 'one night stands' I have yet to understand what that means. I hope somebody will be able to explain to me what that means. Apart from that during this last weekend saw Horton Hears a WHO - a movie that you certainly need to watch...cannot just simply miss it. I sort of like animated movies with a moral - the moral of this movie was obviously - A person is a person no matter how SMALL.
Apart from that today no Monday morning blues....I guess you sort of you get tired of complaining about the same old thing. By the way am happy by the way my grey cells are getting whacked out day by day. Its simply helping me understand radio more and more. Which I always say that is always simple to understand. Its just that people make it sound more and more complicated - like how our station does it....oh yea that reminds me I need to log on to Facebook and write something for the Radio Club...
That's me always on the fly...but I guess thats how we like it - had it been very simple and peaceful I guess we like that for just one day, maybe two days but after that well....POOF!!! Give us some madness...
All ready to get on to the madness thats called WORK for tomm...
P.S: Got my bonus- well and I asked some of my colleagues around - they say its okay dokay...so....I always think do I actually deserve that or what??? Problem with me is that I never ever ask about the money....:((
For the simple reason that I do not understand the 'one night stands' I have yet to understand what that means. I hope somebody will be able to explain to me what that means. Apart from that during this last weekend saw Horton Hears a WHO - a movie that you certainly need to watch...cannot just simply miss it. I sort of like animated movies with a moral - the moral of this movie was obviously - A person is a person no matter how SMALL.
Apart from that today no Monday morning blues....I guess you sort of you get tired of complaining about the same old thing. By the way am happy by the way my grey cells are getting whacked out day by day. Its simply helping me understand radio more and more. Which I always say that is always simple to understand. Its just that people make it sound more and more complicated - like how our station does it....oh yea that reminds me I need to log on to Facebook and write something for the Radio Club...
That's me always on the fly...but I guess thats how we like it - had it been very simple and peaceful I guess we like that for just one day, maybe two days but after that well....POOF!!! Give us some madness...
All ready to get on to the madness thats called WORK for tomm...
P.S: Got my bonus- well and I asked some of my colleagues around - they say its okay dokay...so....I always think do I actually deserve that or what??? Problem with me is that I never ever ask about the money....:((
Monday, April 21, 2008
Bad Love or bad LUST or plain old one night stand!!!
Why is it that everyone treats 'making love' or should I say one night stand or for want of better word - SEX as casual - its no more the desire- the want - the passion that one has to have for another person. Its like one of your basic necessities - yea yea....I know I know it is a basic necessity! But to such an extent that you will go around if you like a person go ahead with that person - end it say your goodbyes and well.....just say - "I had a great nite!"
What about those days when it was actually an act of love - rather than some sort of show off that people do off late - and discussing positions is well like telling people what exercise they should do if they want to reduce the stomach area - or if they want biceps, etc...and you can no more blame the male gender for their hunger to sleep with women.
What do you know....its become a two sided story....even women crave for it. And gone are the days when there was something like ok let him make the first move....and NOW - Well am gonna be reaching the top baby!!! whadda you know!!!
And after the 11 minute activity (well the survey says its good if it lasts till 13 minutes - sorry guys for that) but what the heck - an activity is an activity...well its like - Do I actually know you??
Guess next time when you meet the person and you ask them whats so unique about a particular person perhaps you might hear them say that well - he/she sure knows the ____ position very well - no longer are the days when you can actually say - he's a good kisser....GOSH!!!
I think am going bonkers.....till then well have a great and a safe nite!!!!
What about those days when it was actually an act of love - rather than some sort of show off that people do off late - and discussing positions is well like telling people what exercise they should do if they want to reduce the stomach area - or if they want biceps, etc...and you can no more blame the male gender for their hunger to sleep with women.
What do you know....its become a two sided story....even women crave for it. And gone are the days when there was something like ok let him make the first move....and NOW - Well am gonna be reaching the top baby!!! whadda you know!!!
And after the 11 minute activity (well the survey says its good if it lasts till 13 minutes - sorry guys for that) but what the heck - an activity is an activity...well its like - Do I actually know you??
Guess next time when you meet the person and you ask them whats so unique about a particular person perhaps you might hear them say that well - he/she sure knows the ____ position very well - no longer are the days when you can actually say - he's a good kisser....GOSH!!!
I think am going bonkers.....till then well have a great and a safe nite!!!!
Monday, March 10, 2008
POPPING THE BLUE PILL...
Oh no..no..no...before you think that the blue pill is a Viagra pill or the 'contraceptive pill' please stop your grey cells to go further ahead then and there itself!!!
I have supposedly got corns in my foot - and its not funny...and I thought corns are only meant for old ladies....or have I become 'old' already. The day I had them probably I was too busy to check out - and I guess a week passed by when I found that it hurted while I was walking so I had to tilt my foot and then walk - indeed a very funny way but then you cannot help it if your individuality spells 'lazy' and I am one of those people who will check only when the tides have risen or there is too much fire on the house that I cannot handle it.
Obviously the corn decided to act nasty since I did not go ahead to the doc to check. So I had one more at the toe - hmmm....in one of the solutions (and I mean liquid solution that heals corns/warts/mosaic warts - what in the bloody world does that mean???) that I use informs me that corns usually take place at the toes. Well one at the toe and one at the heel of my foot.
Finally I the princess of some LA LA Land went ahead and met the doc shedding my laziness or ignorance as they say - and what did he give - blue pills to be had before lunch and one and half white tablets (I still do not understand the concept of half pills - do they cure us only half way???) anywayz...so I have to have them after Dinner. Then there are folic acid pills that I am supposed to have coz I am at the brink of being anemic - Gosh!!!
By the way its lunch time - so I got to pop one of those blue pills before I munch on my lunch....
I have supposedly got corns in my foot - and its not funny...and I thought corns are only meant for old ladies....or have I become 'old' already. The day I had them probably I was too busy to check out - and I guess a week passed by when I found that it hurted while I was walking so I had to tilt my foot and then walk - indeed a very funny way but then you cannot help it if your individuality spells 'lazy' and I am one of those people who will check only when the tides have risen or there is too much fire on the house that I cannot handle it.
Obviously the corn decided to act nasty since I did not go ahead to the doc to check. So I had one more at the toe - hmmm....in one of the solutions (and I mean liquid solution that heals corns/warts/mosaic warts - what in the bloody world does that mean???) that I use informs me that corns usually take place at the toes. Well one at the toe and one at the heel of my foot.
Finally I the princess of some LA LA Land went ahead and met the doc shedding my laziness or ignorance as they say - and what did he give - blue pills to be had before lunch and one and half white tablets (I still do not understand the concept of half pills - do they cure us only half way???) anywayz...so I have to have them after Dinner. Then there are folic acid pills that I am supposed to have coz I am at the brink of being anemic - Gosh!!!
By the way its lunch time - so I got to pop one of those blue pills before I munch on my lunch....
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
When somebody shows you your true mirror!!!!
What do you do....when you yourself know half the truth - but then somebody points it out 'literally' points it out that its like as if you have been pinched in the side! And that's when you jump! Your reactions are like should I laugh or should I cry or what??? There is no sense of direction - at the same point of time you react like any child does when criticized - but I guess here is the sense of maturity that comes in on how can you actually handle it all.
Either it could be coz you were thinking all along that well - you are the most beautiful person on this earth - wait a sec thats what philosophy tells us - think positive and things will work accordingly! But what if someone just stamps on it so bad so bad that well, you feel like sulking like a child. And you do too...which is so evident on your face! How does one handle the truth? By telling the whole world that you are actually trying to do something about it! Well, honey, that does not work coz this f****** world needs proof. They need a living proof that your bloody overweight matters to you so much that they expect to see results with the snap of their fingers! Well, that has just sort of infuriated me to no limits that I am determined to now work towards the results!
I guess for a change my mum will be the happiest! I know, I know - you are supposed to take such remarks in your stride - hold your head up high and walk with that. No boss thats not me...can't be goody two shoes telling myself that its alright! I can't do that anymore - at least with my appearance cannot compromise. Will have to work towards something better...but as they say you cannot stop wagging tongues. :)
So what the hell! Lets rock and roll! Will do as my heart pleases! hehehehe...thats same old me..
Either it could be coz you were thinking all along that well - you are the most beautiful person on this earth - wait a sec thats what philosophy tells us - think positive and things will work accordingly! But what if someone just stamps on it so bad so bad that well, you feel like sulking like a child. And you do too...which is so evident on your face! How does one handle the truth? By telling the whole world that you are actually trying to do something about it! Well, honey, that does not work coz this f****** world needs proof. They need a living proof that your bloody overweight matters to you so much that they expect to see results with the snap of their fingers! Well, that has just sort of infuriated me to no limits that I am determined to now work towards the results!
I guess for a change my mum will be the happiest! I know, I know - you are supposed to take such remarks in your stride - hold your head up high and walk with that. No boss thats not me...can't be goody two shoes telling myself that its alright! I can't do that anymore - at least with my appearance cannot compromise. Will have to work towards something better...but as they say you cannot stop wagging tongues. :)
So what the hell! Lets rock and roll! Will do as my heart pleases! hehehehe...thats same old me..
Sunday, January 13, 2008
The Power of what's called Will Power!!!
You may say what's life without money, what's life without intelligence, beauty, fame, friends, love, chocolate and what not! One more thing I learnt in these past two days, is what's life without WILL POWER! Look at the word itself. The word is so huge that you need enough power to say the word as well....if you only believe in the same. If not well, then when you spell will power you may not only have the power but also you wouldn't have the will to say the same!
BIG Fm had this contest known as Chipak ke Jeeto running for three days which was not only a test for endurance but also a test for will power. How much willing are you to give - either its to prove yourself or to get something that you have been aiming for. And these contestants stood there fighting against each and every odds that came across their way.
What they taught me, is that you don't have to be built to fight, the situation itself moulds you in such a way that you can create miracles. You can create magic only if you want to do it. And its your unconcious that prepares you to do that. Your concious will always tell you that you are weak...you perhaps may not be able to do it...so just stay out of it. What feeds you with that power is - your own unconcious mind. We do things which we do not think that we will do it. It just happens.
And then that happiness is enough to tell you that you have emerged a winner out of all the odds. And what matters is yourself and nothing else. As the famous line goes, when you try to do something, the whole universe unites with you to fulfill that one dream that you have. But apart from the Universe what you also need is - WILL POWER...
Powerfully yours :)
BIG Fm had this contest known as Chipak ke Jeeto running for three days which was not only a test for endurance but also a test for will power. How much willing are you to give - either its to prove yourself or to get something that you have been aiming for. And these contestants stood there fighting against each and every odds that came across their way.
What they taught me, is that you don't have to be built to fight, the situation itself moulds you in such a way that you can create miracles. You can create magic only if you want to do it. And its your unconcious that prepares you to do that. Your concious will always tell you that you are weak...you perhaps may not be able to do it...so just stay out of it. What feeds you with that power is - your own unconcious mind. We do things which we do not think that we will do it. It just happens.
And then that happiness is enough to tell you that you have emerged a winner out of all the odds. And what matters is yourself and nothing else. As the famous line goes, when you try to do something, the whole universe unites with you to fulfill that one dream that you have. But apart from the Universe what you also need is - WILL POWER...
Powerfully yours :)
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