Thursday, May 12, 2011

When i say "ME"... what do I really mean....

So as a reply to a Blogger Friend’s post I would want to list down a few things about me even though not sure about how many people would be interested to know me but yeah, this has to be done… This one especially goes to u – Blunt Edges….

Well… Me is gonna write down in one go about myself to bring the honesty in the blog….



1. When I really like a song I just listen to it endless times – on ipod, phone, comp … while working, writing, sitting idle, getting ready… all the time… till I hear a new song which I oh-so-totally adore…
2. I like to write about what’s on my mind. And sometimes I feel I write better when m sad or heartbroken or lonely.. .weird… or I guess when m happy m just too busy being happy to write anything …
3. When m angry I can get very mean. And my hate list has permanent membership.
4. I go out of my way to help or make some1 feel special and most of the times I regret. I guess this is what we call the baggage of expectations.
5. I get bored of people too easily. I need something exciting happening all the time.
6. When m happy I get into my child like mood – singing, crazy faces, crazy dance moves, funny hair do, weird talks …. All of that …. Quite an entertainment at that time.
7. I talk a lot. So whatever is on my mind is on my tongue, almost all the time. Sometimes its good. Keeps the other person on the same page. But it has its own cons ---- oopssssiieeeee….
8. I get this urge to do better. So even small little things inspire me like crazy. I start wondering how can I make things better for myself. I feel highly restless at that time.
9. I’m lazyyyyy….
10. I cant stand a dirty room. Not that I have OCD but I do like to sit in a fairly clean room. Sometimes out of laziness I don’t clean my stuff/room and I keep feeling restless and irritated and so I just don’t look at the dirty part of the room. And finally I clean… all smiles after that… its amazing how nice a clean room makes u feel… there is this sense of achievement. Like a huge task is done : )
11. I get addicted to things --- like FB or BB or Chatting or everyday cold coffee… and I come to know when I’m addicted. Then I myself lay this control. And I refrain from the addiction, like totally. Gives me a good feeling that I can focus …
12. I have this thing about maintaining an order for everything. I don’t believe in last minute plans or packing or getting ready last minute. Everything is pre-planned, atleast in my head.
13. I can never completely rely on someone. I have to and have to put my efforts. I just trust myself.
14. I get close to people very soon and the sooner I get close the earlier I fall flat, well quite a few times. And I somehow have crushes or liking for the BAD guys. Don’t know why… they are like magnets for me. And mind you I’m not happy about this … hmmppfffff…
15. I love gossiping. Everybody does but very few admit, like me. Me feels really *great* rite now. But healthy gossip and truthful opinions. Nothing made up or nothing that would tarnish some1’s image
16. I love shopping (very typical to a girl) but I can just keep on shopping. It keeps me stressfree. Its like a day well psent if I hav shopped.
17. I love smiling. I feel it’s the best way to express yourself. So I’m quite generous with it. And a smile can actually brighten up sme1’s day. So ya all those reading this should smile more often : )
18. I like to observe people. I can just sit for hours in a crowded place and observe.
19. I can talk to some friends for hours and still feel that I have more to say
20. I love talking to my dad. He is reserved sorta person and that’s why I like spending more time with him. I just cant see him sitting alone. Not that he minds it but I love spending some quality time with him. Ok so I love spending time with mom too.
21. I like to meet new people, then ask about their birthdays (and m damn good with remembering birthdays) and then I compare people of the same sun signs and see how they differ or are similar. I like to read my horoscope although I don’t believe one bit in it. I just feel that a good horoscope can really brighten your day.
22. I hate it when people say BUDDAY instead of birthday. It’s very irritating.
23. I’m tempted to correct people when they pronounce incorrectly. And I frankly don’t mind being corrected myself. I mean how else you would learn the right stuff…

There are many more things about me. Small. Big. Silly. Routine. All of that. But I just love being me. I don’t think I would wanna be any different. Its always nice to know that you changed over times as per how you thought it was right and then you stick by it all your life….. Nothing makes you more content than knowing that all that you ever did was what made you happy.

Smile cos it costs nothing but still has a high value. Love cos its free and spreads like wildfire. Care for someone cos it comes right back to you. And always Forgive but never Forget and that way your mistakes will never be repeated…..

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

When you were gone ….



When somebody leaves they just leave emptiness behind... Which fills up after a while but time takes its tests and makes sure you become stronger and feel every bit of emotion. Could not help but write it down cos this is something that helps me unwind, let out and leave some things behind . .

A beautiful verse that I had heard and that stayed on my mind “Jis manzil ka koi mukaam nahin hota, usse ek khubsoorat mod pe chhodd dena hi acha hai …. ”

I saw you in people, amongst strangers, between friends. Realized that you were gone.
I saw you in places where we had been together, never found you there anymore. Realized you were gone.
I felt you were around when I saw movies, saw that you were not sitting next to me. Realized you were gone.
I heard songs and felt you were singing them for me. I realized you were gone.
I applied my nail paint and picked my hands for you to see. I realized you were gone.
I sat on the terrace sipping my coffee, looked around and saw the view. I realized you were gone.
I heard my ringtone every time my cell rang and saw who was calling, it wasn’t you. I realized you were gone.
I saw someone smoking and holding that cigarette in his hand. I realized you were gone.
I saw a beach. I realized you were gone.
I bought a new dress. I realized you were gone.
I logged on FB, Gtalk … I realized you were gone.
I saw Smirnoff. I realized you were gone.

I realized that no matter what I saw I knew you won’t come back. It does not make anything easy for me, I’m not happy about any of this. But that’s how it is and life is not that simple.

You were the sand in my hand which slipped away just as quickly I tried to grip it. And then I realized you were gone, gone for good or bad I won’t know, but gone…