Around 6 years of friendship

Around 6 years of phone calls

Around 3 years of love

Around 15 common friends

Around endless “I hate you” and equal number of “I love you”

Around 2 common cities

Around 15 movies

Around 5000 scraps

Around 500 photographs

Around 20 exchanged gifts

Around 1 common office

Around “n” number of chats

Here we are…..

After around countless arguments

And around a zillion cherished memories

Not too bad…what say?

life is strange..aint it...?

we meet so many wonderful people...some leave..some stay...and it goes on and on...many a times v tend to over estimate somebody's value and most often than not, we end up under estimating a persons worth..and it goes on and on...we keep arguing, fighting, and finally decide to give up and shut up...and then there are ppl with whom you cant help but blabber on...and it goes on and on...dawn..dusk..rain...sunshine...and it goes on and on...there is no option but for things to change and inevitable life comes a full circle...

and yet...we never get bored....at least not for too long...

Any one who has common sense will remember that the bewilderments of the eyes are of two kinds, and arise from two causes, either from coming out of the light or from going into the light, which is true of the mind's eye, quite as much as of the bodily eye; and he who remembers this when he sees any one whose vision is perplexed and weak, will not be too ready to laugh; he will first ask whether that soul of man has come out of the brighter light, and is unable to see because unaccustomed to the dark, or having turned from darkness to the day is dazzled by excess of light.

-Plato

Dependency....

well, i have friends who vouch for the perks of being independent in every aspect of life...but i wonder...whats the point in living in this world if you are not dependent on a few special people??

Dependency makes me feel more humane...

Movies that made me cry

Some were tears of joy and some of sadness:

Forrest Gump

Khamoshi

The Color Purple

The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas

I am Sam

Masoom

Taare Zameen Par

Rang De Basanti

Marley and Me

3 Idiots

Anjali

Dosti (the black and white one)

The Namesake

My Brother, Nikhil

Children of Heaven

Baazigar (In my defense..i was barely 7!!!)

Life is Beautiful

Appu Raja

no one really gives a damn...!

am tired....

Its been a long lifetime...being in the mom's safe womb for 9 months...cmin out crying on 25 th Aug 1985....stumbling, falling, shivering, fighting to take those first steps....mumbling, slurping, stuttering, lisping to say the first word...and then running, pushing, pulling, panting while joining the rat race....the constant pursuit of happiness...the constant fear of waking up...learning to give (though with shivering hands) and smwhere between two gasps, finding the moment that defines life.....gaining the ability to realise that there is no reality...its all jst a dream...

Yes..Its been a long lifetime....and an even longer existence...

well..come to think of it...i felt better when i had no followers..atleast i wsnt anxious to kno if they read my blog or not....now..each day..i keep checkin my blog to see if there is any comment from my friends...

its strange how the need to be heard and appreciated can subtly creep in and mess your perfectly functioning brain :P

Went to repeat AOL YES+ course. For the first time in my life...i was reffered to as "didi".. it wasn't as weird as i thought it would be.....jst wana take this opportunity and mention some of the most wonderful friends that AOL has given me:

Siddharth, Vasishth, Kiran, Arun, Tarun (aka Tanni), Duhan, Dhruvish, Rushi, Harsh...thanks all u guys 4 making my life a little less complicated...

Freaked/motivated

The last 3-4 days have seen a sudden rise in the number followers my blog has...actually there were none before and now there are 4....dnt kno whether that is a good thing or not....i mean ..the thought of being "followed" is a little scary...bt i guess it'll also gv me sm motivation as i kno that there r ppl who "actually" read wt i write :P

also..i took initiative and started following others blogs...guess its high time i widened the scope of my world...

Those who know me know how much i detest getting wet in the rain...bt today it was as if God had a plan...the evening was to be spent with nachi...i ws almost certain that v wudn't hv mch to talk bout and then boom....i had a revelation...so here's the trick...u ask nachi to tell u smthin bout himself and he would go on talking for hours :P

As we sat at chocolate room, the rain started spelling doom...it came trickling down with a vengeance....v decided to wait for it to stop and thus ended up having a heavy dessert....bt as the clock struck 8:30, the rain showed absolutely no signs of relenting....

i had two options : take an auto or go wid nachi on his kinetic...for some strange reason, taking the trip back home wid nachi seemed like a much safer option that trusting the auto guy. I took the plunge...i kept cursing the rain all through my trip back home...and nachi...poor guy...he jst ensured that he didnt hit the maniacs who were riding like wild goats...

But thanks buddy...cudn't hv dn it without u...

ps: i still hate the idea of getting wet in rain!

ws feelin really bad...had almost hit the bottom...wn a buddy said that he had nothing in life to feel sad bout...i ws like wtf...he said.."zinda hoon..isse zyada khush hone ke liye kya chaahiye?" ...10 wrds gave me a fresh perspective on life :)

ppl dont really like it when u r good......what shud one do when it becms almost impossible to stick to wt is right?

after a looooooooooooong time..i fl like myself :)

taught a rustic rural young girl the trick behind getting on an escalator...felt amazing and peaceful to have made life slightly simpler for another human being...as if smthin in me opened up by sharing the knowledge that i had... :)

for the past couple of days i had been worrying about this mysterious pain in my teeth...given d fact that i hv already had some 5-6 cavaties filled....nyway...i just think i realised the cause of the pain...bloody wisdom tooth!!! wl still go 2 the dentist for confirmation

i quit!!

i quit me!!

go figure!!

they call me the agony aunt

they call me the weirdo

they call me the chatter box

they call me the one with a brain

they call me a workaholic

they call me an ice addict

they call me creative

they call me stick thin

they call me an aimless wanderer

they call me an artist

they call me arrogant

they call me the shakesperean clown

they call me careless

they call me self centered

they call me special

i beg them to get a spine and mind their own business!!!

feel as if am dead..no room for emotions..no room for considerations...absolutely no room for never ending arguments...want to go on a sabbatical..alone...don't even want to take myself with me...

Things that make me happy :)

• The sound of a sizzling sizzler
• opening a fridge that has icetrays full of thin ice cubes
• Going to bed on a Saturday night
• Raking my brains while shopping for others
• Making up for a lousy eve wid a good english movie
• waking up at 6am to watch the entire Oscar ceremony
• the game of animal/place/movie becoming a matter of life and death
• Sharing my daily updates wid ppl who Do care about me
• a room without mosquitoes
• Being not able to put up a mask
• humming my favourite songs
• feeling like a 10 yr old
• listening to jack johnson and tracy chapman
• smell of wet soil
• the way my hair smell after i shampoo them
• getting a surprise gift
• a gud nitght's sleep without any nightmares
• running....for no rhyme or reason
• sitting on a bean bag
• reading a memorable piece of literature
• having someone by my side wn i want to claw
• beating someone at sarcasm
• Making ppl blv that i dont know anything and then surprising them wid a smartass observation
• not having to explain my actions
• getting appreciated for a deserving act
• standing up for wt i blv is right
• a soft thin pillow under my head
• being an agony aunt
• sharing food with a beggar instead of throwing it away

2moro's mom's first AOL course as a teacher :) god bless her

nice to see the indianized Forrest Gump...nice to c shahrukh act 4 a change..nice to have genuine tears wid kajol and shahrukh on the screen....and yes...the msg of d film is above all the controversies :)