Saturday, 11 June 2011

A Healthy Dose of Amnesia

Maybe I'm not a dreamer,
but I'm not the only one.
Twenty summers now,and I can tell
The heart's been squelched,the mind has won.

March on soldier,keep your head on
Lest you fail to hear the beats of the drum.
Foolish ponder shall not haunt you,
Trite talk cannot shake the future that is come.

But no,wait,I must confess,
Over the drum sounds a faint cry.
When it comes to you,I take 
A healthy dose of amnesia;I cannot lie.

I rebel against what is,
I forget the rules by which I abide.
I forget how good things don't last,
I simply forget..when I'm by your side.

You and I could never be,maybe.
And yet these crazy dreams,I do not deny.
For when it comes to you I take
A healthy dose of amnesia; I cannot lie.

Monday, 23 May 2011

Part Deux

Second chances.
Everybody's a criminal.
Everybody's a perfectionist.
Everybody wants second chances.

How many of us have actually lived a life devoid of regret?We always hanker after a second chance,a second innings,if you will,where we will play bigger and better.
What's fishy is that even though we all have this hunger for redemption within us,we're not very keen on granting others second chances.
Before you Freudians dissect this theory and declare it to be a vote against capital punishment,let me assure you that I am a simple twenty year old whose range of thought does not extend beyond my family,my friends,my home and my college;and yet,within this tiny world I live in,I see so many closed doors in place of welcoming thresholds.

We're quick to judge and slow to forgive.
I think part of this deep rooted desire to divide the world into black and white comes from watching the infamous and  typically Indian telly serials-no kidding,the saas bahu serials ,where the heroine is always modestly dressed in pastel colors,and the evil mistress always wears shimmery eyeshadow and bindis of gargantuan proportions (even to bed).Like my friend V says-"If it's bad,it's all bad." 
What I'm trying to say, is that we have been conditioned to judge people by their appearances,their first lapses,or something as trivial as their choice of entertainment or their favorite color.Ok,scratch that last.

Oh,and woe betide someone who's in the Bad book.
Even if he proved be a heartwarmingly generous fuzzball later,he'd always be "the shark that didn't pay for all of us when we drunk ourselves silly on HIS birthday at the bar.Imagine.HIS birthday. Tsk. Tsk. )

While part of my rant maybe directed at what my friends deem  a "craven"  taste in music-( because I'd pick Buble over Black Sabbath any day of the week and twice on Sunday.) ,this is about so much more than social isolation and clique wars. This is about creating an atmosphere so vile that it cripples an individual's ability to be himself.
Spare us the trouble of waiting to see if you can emerge like a phoenix from the ashes,we'd rather just sweep the remains and prepare for next Sunday's barbecue.

A second chance is something you should campaign for  if any of these things have happened to you
- lost a loved one over an argument
-fallen out with friends because of one misunderstanding
-been kicked out of a team because of one match you fouled up
-earned a bad name because of that one thing you said
-been put down,and unfairly so, because of that one stand you took
- been asked to go home even before the show began

Chances are,all of these things have happened to you.

Second chances!
For sequels are almost always good*.

*The almost in the above sentence was  inspired by a particularly melancholic afternoon spent trying to watch Superman IV.

Wednesday, 16 February 2011

Khuda Jaane aka The Song Tag

1. If someone says "Is this okay?", you say:

Do dil mil rahe hain,magar chupke chupke.
Sabko ho rahi,khabar chupke chupke.

2. What would best describe your personality?

Yeh jo des hai tera,swades hai tera,tujhe hai pukaara (ooh,patriot).

3. What do you like in a guy/girl?

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear.

4. How do you feel today?

Hey baby,hey baby hey!
Girls say,boys say hey baby,hey baby,hey!(repeats times infinity)

Yes,I get that all the time.No really.I hear Megan Fox is feeling threatened.

5. What is your life's purpose?

Keep holding on.

At last,one that fits.

6. What do your friends think of you?
Gardens in the Rain

(Ok that doesn't make sense,unless they think I'm as refreshing and pleasant as gardens in the rain.Aww.Thanks Debussy)

7. What do you think of your parents?

Jaana let's fall in love!

Replace parents with Tom Felton. ;)

8. What do you think about very often?

(So much for feminism).

9. What is 2+2?

If you're not the one (Lol.Well 2+2 certainly isn't one.)

9. What do you think of your best friend?

Chappa chappa charkha chale Chappa chappa charkha chale.


10. What do you think of the person you like?

Kahin aag kage,lag jaave.
Kahin nag dase,das jaave.
Kahin gagan gire,gir jaave.
Chaahe kuch bhi ho jaaye,
Is toote dil ki peed sahi naa jaye.

So there's a broken heart in store for me ?Perfect.Just what a skeptic needs-a bummer prediction.

11. What is your life story?

Main yahaan hoon,yahaan hoon,yahaan hoon,yahaaaaaaaaan.

Heh :D

12. What do you want to be when you grow up?

The way you look tonight.


13. What do you think of when you see the person you like?
There's gonna be one less lonely girl
One less lonely girl.

(Whoa.I'm in no hurry.)

14. What do your parents think of you?

Ek din 
Ek din teri raahon ,bahon mein, 
panaahon mein,aaunga.

Err,I love you guys too. :D

15. What will you dance to at your wedding?

Yeh honsla kaise jhuke,
ye aarzoo kaise ruke?
Manzil mushkil toh kya (Marriage.well said.)
Tanha yeh dil to kya (tanha?I'm getting married,for God's sake!)

6. What will they play at your funeral?

Alvin and the Chipmunks-Christmas Songs.

Aah well,at least it'll cheer em all up.

17. What is your hobby/interest?

Coz I remember sharing lips with her,
The coming weeks were to be a blur.

Ok,moving on.

18. What is your biggest secret?

Tum paas aaye,yoon muskuraye,
tum ne na jaane kya sapne dikhaye.
Ab to mera dil,jaage na sota hain.
Kya karoon hai,kuch kuch hota hain.

Sigh.People should just be able to read minds.Sometimes. ^_^

19. What do you think of your friends?

So you never know, never never know
Never know enough, 'til it's over, love
'Til we lose control, system overload
Screamin', "No, no, no, n-no!?

(Love Lockdown -Kanye West.To be fair,my friends and system overload sort of go together.)

20. What should you post this as?
Khuda jaane!

True to my word.Look at my title :)

21. What do you think about this tag?
My love...

I tag Say,Rach,Nishant, Ambi and any other bloggers that want to do the tag.It's a free world!


Thursday, 20 January 2011

Hello Stranger

Hello stranger.

What a beautiful day.

Yes,I do go here.

Well,it’s nice to meet you too.


Hello there!We meet again.

Nothing much really.Just a bit of trouble.The usual.Whatever.

Why,thank you!

No,there’s really no need.

Oh,well if you insist.:)

Hello!How’ve you been?

Sure sounds like a good weekend.


Well maybe we can go together.

No,I don’t like pink at all.I like blue.

Hello.Ooh you’ve got me something.

And it’s pink. :/


: |

: )

: ) )

: D

:D :D :D

Hey!Wait up for me.

Missed you too.

No,I’d like that,actually.

At seven then?

Hello,and thank you.

That was lovely.

Oh!Let’s get us some banana milkshakes.

Well they’re my favourite too.

Oh no,you did not.

You did?

Haha,well it sure was worth it : )

Hey,I saved you a seat.

Well,I can come with you ,if you like.

No I’m not scared of walking back alone.

But you can come with me too.Not that I want you to (but I do).

Hello!Yes,I did call you last night.

That’ s strange.

No,go ahead.

No hard feelings.Really.


Long time,no see.

I beg your pardon?

Did you really just say that?

That’s not true.

I can’t believe you would hold that against me.

Fine, then.

I saved you some banana milkshake but I’m guessing you want to pass.

...well,I was always a good guesser.





Well,bye then.I’ve got to go to…..

Oh yeah,you’ve got to go too,to that….



That was harder than I thought it would be.

I can’t believe this is it.



P.s : I just got this picture off Google search.I'm not sure if it's from a Flickr stream,but if it is,I'm sorry.Please let me know.I shall credit you or have it removed.No copyright infringement intended.

Monday, 15 November 2010

Calling all Sinners !

People turn purple with rage, red with shame, and green with envy at least once a day, and more than a handful of times a week. It’s statistically proven. Ok, maybe it’s not, but that doesn’t make it untrue, and I’m sure you could vouch for that. Shades of these emotions certainly make life more interesting, but while no one wants to lead a boring life, maybe living sinfully isn’t the solution. It’s one thing to talk about the evil effects of these …! GASP! vices, and a whole another thing to live with them.


Something we’ve all befriended, ever since we saw our neighbor propping his Mac Book against the dashboard of his BMW, or ever since we secretly wished we too,could put away a cheeseburger and fries along with a chocolate latte, and still look like that amazingly fit friend (everyone has one of these friends, everyone).


It’s never pretty, and sometimes, it gets downright ugly. Although it might be a bit of an ego boost when you know someone secretly envies you, it’s not so much fun when above mentioned person decides to indulge in a little behind- the- back slander or _______(insert backstabbing activity of choice here). After all, ‘Greatness inspires envy, envy engenders spite, and spite spawns lies.’

Unless your skin is as thick as dragon hide and you are unaffected by the petty crimes the world and its denizens commit around you, you might want to square your shoulders and learn to deal with it.

Look for the good in everything, and also teach others how to do it. More often than not, green eyed monsters are usually big warm marshmallows inside, but with a baggage of low self esteem attached. Counting our blessings and remembering that each of us is unique is an amazingly simple gift we forget to give ourselves. We tend to get so involved in marking our win against the others on that giant imaginary scoreboard, that we forget that we aren’t even in a race.

This season, we stop the sins.

This season, we turn our wasted minutes into useful ones as we finally join that salsa class, or get that A on our report card because we’ve kept ourselves busy and wonderfully so.

This season, we lock up our envy, and give that friend of ours a high five while falling into step beside her during her morning jog. Maybe we even pass Mr. Hotshot neighbour and his car, enroute, and flash him a smile. And just maybe, that classmate who always picked on us for being a Harry Potter nerd will ask us if we’d like to go watch Deathly Hallows: Part 1 with them next week. After all, what goes around comes around.

This season, we shed the green.

Sunday, 7 November 2010

Colour Me Blue

Everyone has a favourite colour,and most of the time,mine is blue.Here's why :
Note : When I say blue,I mean the standard-palette-classic blue.I also like navy blue and other shades,but you know the colour that pops into your head when someone says blue?Yeah,that one.
Ok just..just go read the list.

  1. Turqoise gems are the best . Um,yes,that would make me a girl.

  1. Oceans are blue.

  1. Dreamboats often have sea blue/green eyes-case in point :Tom Felton.

  1. Blue cloudy skies look like they stretch and on forever .

  1. Blue is bright without being obnoxious.

  1. Nothing says mellow like blue.

  1. Blue is funky.Blue sneaker yay.Blue sweatshirt yay.Blue hair,ok,maybe not so much. Kate Hudson would definitely disagree.*

  1. I have this theory that your soul is painted a certain colour ,one that is in sync with your personality. It does seem to me,that romantic souls are blue (not pink or maroon ) for reasons I can’t fathom.

  1. Blue is so awesome that there's an entire music genre that is its namesake .Ever saw a music section called Pinks?Naah,didn't think so. And also,God forbid.

  1. Even things that aren't blue like being called blue - Bands,for example,or blueberries.

Add to the list? :)

*Anne Hathaway dyes Kate's hair blue days before her wedding in Bride Wars.

Wednesday, 27 October 2010

A Fresh Start

I''m burned out.I'm not tired,but I'm not exactly brimming with joie de vivre either.

I feel stale,like a baked good that has been sitting out of the fridge for too long (pardon the analogy).
I have nothing distinctly new to share with the world,and that makes me feel a little insignificant,a teeny bit invisible,and rather impatient.
I'm waiting for something big to happen...but what?That's what the goddamn problem is...I don't know,do I?
Maybe I'll wake up well rested tomorrow morning, smiling and motivated,like I'm in a musical or something.
Or maybe I'll just countdown to HP 7.Yeah,I like the sound of that.
Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus,but not if the Dormien-ing period is too long.Nuh-uh.
I'm ready to wake up,pal.