I’m not sure if was the creative energies floating around in the library, the very fattening but nonetheless delicious potato and cheese sandwich I had, the free red bull they gave me outside college or the fact that absolutely anything in this world is better than reading ‘Cry, my beloved country!’, but I went a little insane yesterday. Actually insane is quite an understatement. I was almost possessed. My brain was under attack. Under the attack of an army of the most unbelievable ideas. And the numbers…Good Lord! I’d faint if I’d even try to count them.
Usually when absurd ideas attack my mind, they make it a point to gain domain over the entire territory until they are sole rulers of my mind. Having enslaved me, they make sure that I can’t possibly focus on anything else in this world. And once they succeed in this mission of theirs, they make me so unbelievable jumpy and restless, that everything else is down the drain. So I bid farewell to ‘Cry my beloved country’ and made it my sole mission to disturb the other two who were sitting with me in that library on the pretext of ‘studying’, until they were so captivated by my thoughts that they abandoned their books as well.
Honestly speaking, I shouldn’t be given the sole responsibility of destroying the ‘studying’ atmosphere. It wasn’t I who started it. I think it was K’s very random comment. Or was it M? God knows. But as soon as it entered my mind its like my life has found a purpose! I know it’s kind of crazy to say it’s my purpose because life’s purpose goes much beyond that. But I’m only 18 and it’s the perfect thing for me to focus my creative energies on right now. As for ‘life’s purpose’ I have 50 odd years to figure that out. =P
I always use ‘it’s been my childhood dream’ in that sarcastic sense, when someone asks me to do something I would never want to. For the first time I’m actually going to use this term in a ‘non-sarcastic sense’. In a weird sort of way it actually is a silly childhood dream. After I took up BMM, I knew I had said goodbye to this little dream of mine forever. But now I think it’s going to find its way back into my life. And I’m extremely happy about it.
I love how I am extremely optimistic and believe that there is no light at the end of the tunnel because it is night and sun hasn’t risen yet. But when it comes to such things, being practical is far more sensible. I must prepare myself that something that has awoken such strong emotions in me today could prove to be possibly the stupidest and most unfeasible idea tomorrow. It could absolutely de-motivate me. If I take it too seriously, it could leave me broken.
So I’m just going to keep my fingers cross and hope that the unborn baby will soon turn into a full grown child. =D
iDespise (part 2)
- Phone bills! Why can't we just talk for free?
- People who wear sunglasses in the dark!
- Self Righteous Bitches!
- Stoopid men who force their women to wear burkhas, while they visually rape every other woman who walks past them!
- Dirty men who stare at you on the road even when you are wearing kurtas!
- Shah Rukh Khan
- The fact that sex and SRK sells.
- Aishwariya Plastic Rai
- 50 cent Lyrics!
- Facebook mails flooding my Inbox!
- People who litter their own city!
- Men who pee on the road!
iLike (Part 2)
- The smell of new clothes (believe me they have a smell!)
- Rajat Kapoor :D ( And no he's not an old fart!)
- Black and white clothes with bright red accessories!
- Gifts :D (giving and receiving)
- Getting nostalgic
- Sipping Pink Margaritas (Esp when they're free :P )
- Choco latte
- Blogging!
- Arguing for no reason (typical Libran Characteristic)
- And lastly making stoopid lists such as this one :P
'Say Cheese'
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Clicking pictures for Facebook is no longer a fun activity.
Infact it is a disease.
You must be nicely dressed all the time with proper hair, make -up, etc.
You never know when someone decides to go Clickity- click.
You don't want everyone to see how you actually look, now do you?
And if you have no where to go, where people might take pictures of you, specifically for the purpose of putting them up on Facebook, please call all your friends and try to make some plan.
That way you will have an event to capture on camera and share with stalkers of this world.
And no one will think of you as a loser. Promise :)
At first I used to think this disease is affecting only the female population.
But knowing how vain they are... I wasn't all that surprised.
It started off with Birthday pictures, then Saturday night pictures followed by random College Events.
Till then it was perfectly okay.
However, uploading albums then became such an obsession that people started clicking pictures everywhere!
Limits were crossed when albums by the name - Waking up in the morning, Brushing my Gorgeous teeth, Making my Scrumptious Breakfast and My very own Designer Bathroom started being shared with random people.
So the boys refused to be left behind.
In their race to 'make frienship' with 'lovelee' girls on Facebook, they started taking pictures of themselves everywhere as well.
Every single time I go to marine Drive, I see atleast 3 to 4 such 'hunks' posing and asking fellow hunks to take pictures of them on the rocks , with the background of the sea or else against their very cool bikes.
Now all that I'm going to grudgingly accept. But parents joining Facebook and then falling prey to this disease?! No, no. This is one thing I am not willing to accept!
Two days ago I thought my eyes were betraying me when I saw 'Z is now friends with Uncle Z'.
As if that wasn't bad enough, today I see pictures of Uncle Z in the office, shaking hands with random business clients.
Two days on Facebook and the disease has caught up with Uncle Z already?
What is happening to this world?
How do we make this stop?!
Infact it is a disease.
You must be nicely dressed all the time with proper hair, make -up, etc.
You never know when someone decides to go Clickity- click.
You don't want everyone to see how you actually look, now do you?
And if you have no where to go, where people might take pictures of you, specifically for the purpose of putting them up on Facebook, please call all your friends and try to make some plan.
That way you will have an event to capture on camera and share with stalkers of this world.
And no one will think of you as a loser. Promise :)
At first I used to think this disease is affecting only the female population.
But knowing how vain they are... I wasn't all that surprised.
It started off with Birthday pictures, then Saturday night pictures followed by random College Events.
Till then it was perfectly okay.
However, uploading albums then became such an obsession that people started clicking pictures everywhere!
Limits were crossed when albums by the name - Waking up in the morning, Brushing my Gorgeous teeth, Making my Scrumptious Breakfast and My very own Designer Bathroom started being shared with random people.
So the boys refused to be left behind.
In their race to 'make frienship' with 'lovelee' girls on Facebook, they started taking pictures of themselves everywhere as well.
Every single time I go to marine Drive, I see atleast 3 to 4 such 'hunks' posing and asking fellow hunks to take pictures of them on the rocks , with the background of the sea or else against their very cool bikes.
Now all that I'm going to grudgingly accept. But parents joining Facebook and then falling prey to this disease?! No, no. This is one thing I am not willing to accept!
Two days ago I thought my eyes were betraying me when I saw 'Z is now friends with Uncle Z'.
As if that wasn't bad enough, today I see pictures of Uncle Z in the office, shaking hands with random business clients.
Two days on Facebook and the disease has caught up with Uncle Z already?
What is happening to this world?
How do we make this stop?!
Things I will never understand in life
- Why is it that every time you do a good thing, people assume you have an ulterior motive?
- Why is that women have to change their surname after marriage, but not men?
- Why is that people have 15 functions before the actual wedding, which is then followed by fifteen other functions?
- How can people find Ranbir Kapoor (who looks totally doped) and Abhishek Bachchan(taxi driver!) hot?!
- How can the entire nation love Shahrukh Khan?????!!!!!
- How can the Chinese cockroaches? That too dipped in chocolate!!
- Why are the Indians obsessed with having a fair skin, while the phirangs will do anything then can to get a tan?
- Who the hell said cream is colour?!
- How can people spend close to a lakh on a stoopid handbag?
- How do really ugly guys manage to get hot girls, when it never happens the other way around?
- How can the entire country put everything on hold to watch an absoultely pointless game of cricket?
- And lastly, better the food, higher the calories! Why? Why? Why?
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