Wrote this for someone who was very low and needed some cheering up.. :)

As we live without a glimmer of hope
No things to make us feel good
Rem'r me by as the one
Rem'r me as the one who stood

Stood with you as you felt low
Felt like the world had melted away
Felt like a single smile would never do
Felt as sad as the crying jay

I will take ur hand again
And give u a reassuring smile
Entangle ur fingers with a ray of hope
Speak a silent prayer to make things fine

Will give u a hug that u so dearly need
And a small flower to chase away ur gloom
A gentle kiss upon ur forehead
And feel ur happiness bloom.


BTW.. I am rocking to American baby by Dave Matthews Band.

Head banging to: Blurry by Puddle of Mudd!!!

It is 6 am. I feel rejuvenated, I feel fresh and I feel good!!! No people, I haven't gotten my night's sleep and neither am I high, drunk, doped, et al and blah that I can't think of anyways!!!

I had an amazingly good day yesterday.. Went to Phoenix Mills with Isha. She had to collect her phone back from the Nokia center. That meant an entire day of fun and if I may so brashly be blunt, free food!!

*Little temptations that I can't resist!!!*

After reaching there, the first thing that the two of us did was pig out!! McD's!! Free food.. Almost got more than we paid for.. If only Isha had arrived a moment too late.. *Sigh* The atrocities in life!! After that we went to Lifestyle, the typical chindi shoppers looking and trying but not buying!!!! We went and saw these amazingly beautiful African center pieces.. Gosh.. They were truly beautiful.. And after that direct attack on Pantaloons!!!

*Muhuhuhahahahahahaha*

Armed with about 5 garments each, we both headed towards the trial rooms.. Tops, blouses, wraparounds, A line skirts, really really itty bitty skirts, and something shiny.. They must have abused us...!!! Ooohh.. Before we left from the store, my ebil; very ebil mind decided to do atleast a single act of ebil..!!

They have this computerised feedback form which can be filled there.. Didn't guess it yet??? ;)
Well; I put on my most innocent face and with the devil's mind; filled up the most ugly reviews ever and filled in my.. ahem AHEM.. BEST FRIEND'S name and her contact number... (Umm.. the BEST Friend is pun intended, as always!!)

Yaz, yaz.. I'm ebil..!!!

After that the two of us were joined by Mihir Pathare.. (Yaz yaz, the guy with blue hair, grow up already!!) After making everyone in Barista conscious with our roaring laughs, outrageous and childish antics and not to mention the occasional 'whee'ing of Mihir's styrofoam gun pellets and the "emittance" of Blueberry Brain Freezer, a very badly taken pun about my Puss in Boots ahem.. Pussy!!! ;) (There was no pun intended.. Isha and Mihir are plain EBIL!!)

We went to the courtyard where Mihir amused some of the gawking kids with a very very noisy "helicopter" which went into the air with a LOUD W-H-E-E-E-E-E-E-E!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Or was it more like P-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E???

Hmmm....

Who cares??? ;) We had F-U-N!!!

We left from there near about 5:45 pm and were back to homeland about 7:13!! And what do the two lazyasses with too much free time on our hands do?? Head straight for the mall!!! No, actually our friends had gathered there and we spent another 2 hours roaring with laughter.. As we parted, with Isha and I running miserably late; I rem'r to buy about a hundred different things that I have been instructed to!! Yaz the rick fellow did abuse me..!! ;) He didn't crib when he got about 5 bucks more than his usual fare though!! Waste!!

After that, 2 minutes away from home.. I meet Aditya Mundra.. The resident class joker from school.. I spent over an hour talking to him..*Erm, beg your pardon; it was I who did most of the talking!!* The two of us left after we both got calls reminding us that bed could very well be on the Verandah for the next 2 months!! ;)

Came home, ma grumpy, but didn't say anything.. :) Which means that things are fine!!

YAyyy!!

And then, the marathon phone call..

Hold your breath people!!!!

00.00 hrs to 5:53 hrs!!

oooOOOoo0OOOoo000oo!!!!!

It helped. It helped a lot! I have a personal life that is alive and running once again!! And I am proud to say; it changed things between us!! Forever.. For the better!!

I LIKE!!!!

YAyyyyy!!!!

Anyways, I'm off to sleep now.. Just realised I might have a lunch invite.. Which means another 5 hrs to hogdom.. hehehehe...

Slong..

Ermm.. Cheee!!!!!!

Weird. Weirder. Weirdest....


The conversation kind of went like this.


"I got mixed reactions after I shaved off my mustache"

"Erm.. ok."

"I was thinking of growing a French beard. Or spiking my hair. Or maybe both."

"Uhh.. Why don't you just do a Britney and check into rehab??? Ya, don't forget, you have to go void of underwear and flash."

Long pause.

"Ermm.. don't worry.. I won't look. I'm sure it won't be a pretty site. Ugly even. Ewww.. "

Pat comes the reply.

"Ya, it is ugly."

Silence.

"Oh noo.. I didn't mean that.. Err.. Why are we talking about this again????"

No comments.

*SMIRKS*

LIFE IS GOOD.

=D

SHAME ONTO THYSELF!

"So you are all of nineteen", said a grumpy looking aunt, peering at me through her glasses and getting an unfazed look in return.

"Ermm.. yeah, I am", came the reply. "But how does it matter if I am nineteen or twenty six?"

Wrong answer to an aunt.. Wait she ain't my direct aunt even, just some cranky distant relative who didn't get hold of anyone else to bug..

"Why me?" I ask myself.

"Dear Lord, why me???"

Umm I used five profanities in these two sentences but for the sake of caution don't type it out here. Who knows, grumpy aunty might be spying on my blog!!!

>_<

That was followed by the longest lecture on why I should care about my age, my looks (No, I ain't putting red lipstick even if u smothered me in the effort to do so!!!), my weight (Ya, so I am overweight by a few kilos but you could give a rhino a run for his money), my friends (That woman actually gave me advice on how to choose my friends!!) OMG!!! I kind of didn't hear the rest of her vacuum cleaner drone as she went on and on!!

"What have I done to suffer this injustice?? What have I done to endure her??" I grumpily question myself. And if it didn't get any better, she asks me,

"So, when are you getting married??"

HUH...???!!!!!

EXCUSE ME..!!!!

WHAT????

COME AGAIN???!!!!!

She mistook my irritation as a sign of shyness or something and went on to describe the kind of groom she would like to see me with. You know the plump, fat, obnoxious, lazy man who only eats and sleeps all day enslaving his wife at home to do the household chores and worship him on an alternate basis!!??!!

wtf..!!! Wtf!!! WTF!!!!!

My temper was beginning to boil.

Firstly, woman; I don't know you.
Secondly, my parents and I will have a say in this, not you.
Thirdly, you have no right to tell me what kind of a guy I should get for myself, especially when you can't get your 25 year ol' daughter married.
Fourth, for someone who is separated from her husband, go do something with your life.
Fifth, ummm.. never mind.. only profanity comes to my mind..!!


After that she went to describe with utter glee what she would like me to wear, how she would like me to hero worship my husband; rather idol worship him, never get a job, gossip about the neighbours.. blah blah blah.. STOP EVEN..!!!!!!


You know, aunt, with all due respect, please get out of my face before I punch you. Please go now. Please go before I do or say something that I shouldn't!

JUST GO!!!!

But nothing like that happened.

Sigh.

I lost my temper.

In a crystal clear but soft voice so as to not embarrass her further I told her maybe it is time for her to think about her own daughter and leave me alone.

I didn't want to further stretch the conversation but guess it wasn't my day.

WHY????

"What did you just tell me?", she yelled.

The room went silent.

Just great.

I replied, "I told you to think about your daughter instead of me and to leave me alone."

That was followed by the longest silence there could have been. I wasn't loud enough for the other people to catch what I said, but the people were just moving in closer towards us.

Aunt's face turned purple. She looked like she was about to have an asthma attack but at the very same instant I realised she was angry. LIVID.

Don't ask me why she lost her temper so fast. But she did.

T-R-O-U-B-L-E.

She raised her hand to bring it down on my face. Yes, she did. In front of 200 odd people, she raised her hand to strike me. All I could think of was how unfortunate her daughter was. As her hand came down to strike me on my face, I ducked. She lost her balance and she fell.

Collective gasps went on in the crowd. A couple of snickers were heard here and there. Even though I was almost slapped by her, I bent down to help her get up on her feet.

Wrong thing to do.

Note to self: Never help agitated aunts who don't happen to be your blood relatives..!!!!

She yelled like a warrior in distress.

"Don't you dare touch me."

I was so tempted to walk away but that would only humiliate me further.

I waited.

Some other people helped her onto her feet.

As she brushed herself off, she abused me.

I was stunned.

She used profanities on me.!!!

OUCH.

Ok. Whatever. Not that it mattered much.

She then abused my mother. She lashed out at my ma's character. That snapped me. You say whatever you want to me. I will tolerate it. But dragging my ma into something is not something you have the right to do; you ungainly woman.

My hand went up. But then, I lowered it. In a crystal clear but loud vice this time; I told her,

"You are not worthy of the slap I would have hit you with right now. Abusing my ma didn't get you anywhere but slapping you would not be something that my ma would want her daughter to do to an ungainly and characterless woman like you."

This said and done.. I walked away, head held up with pride. Her head lowered she left the place.

And within 12 hours she had caught a train back to her place. The shame didn't let her stay for the rest of the events scheduled throughout the week.

I had won.

Justice was done.



Note: Hehe.. I don't have a grumpy aunt like that, actually I do but i steer away from her.. I was bored studying DSA, this is a product of my overactive imagination!! :P :P :P

I found this funky site on the net which has all the tunes you could ever imagine.. Television tunes mind you.. Pretty good stuff.. Even though the sound quality may not be so good, the collection beats that.. Go check the site for yourself!! :) :) :)

http://www.televisiontunes.com/

Btw.. moi is rocking to The reason by Hoobastank :)

Retarded bullfrogs??!! :D

Listening to: Holiday by Greenday
I feel: A Li'l tired but mostly cheerful ;)


I had three submissions in the course of 4 days. I am more than a little bugged of seeing assignment sheets and am definitely not in a mood to write them assignments and journals for a long long time!! :D Did I forget to mention that I had a viva and three tests as well???!!! :D Ohh and before I forget, I have a seminar tomorrow!! :D Tired to the core.. I am more than willing to jet off to some exotic locale and enjoy myself in some exotic spa or something sipping drinks as I lie by the pool.. Sounds totally "filmi" donnit?? Well, thats what it is and thats what it shall remain!! :D Still have to go study for the seminar.. But first have to inquire about the name of the topic!! :D Am like; totally clueless.. Not much worry, I will have someone like Windy who shall know everything about how, what, why, where, when et al et al!!

It is more like Wind except you pronounce it more like V~ind.. Or whatever.. Getting back to the shit I was talking abut either ways.. :P

For all of you people who don't know Windy, he happens to be one of those classmates who well, kinda know everything about everything!! :D :D And his name is Arvind!! :D Don't tell me you actually believed Windy..!!!

ROFL!!

All of you retarded bulldogs!! Bless you guys.. Post again, if I make it through tomorrow!! :D

Listening to: Breaking the habit by L.P. and Love bites by Def Leppard.

And some more..

I spoke to Mihir Pathare yesterday(Not to be confused with Mihir Roy!).. One of my nicest friends.. Well, it has been ages that I have had one of the long uninterrupted conversations with him and was finally happy to have spoken to him after ages.. I was snoozing away at about 3 in the morning and thought to myself, what the heck, might as well snooze for another 10 mins.. Cute, eh?? ;) The next time I was about to hit the snooze button when I found me a message..!! 3 in the morning.. Sounds like Pathare..!!

He had been wanting to talk to me since about 10 in the night but my Ma was on the prowl and she was in an unexceptionally grumpy mood so I didn't call him up. But at 3, I was like, Ma is asleep, I am drowsy but what the heck, he still happens to be my friend!! Lets call!!

It was nice talking to him after ages. We spoke about so many things. The conversation included Kiro, a fire truck siren at 3:30 in the morning, Ishan, my door lock, Maya, college, assignments and life in general.. I haven't laughed so much at 3 in the morning. It felt really nice.. Reminds me that I really need to go see Kiro. A dog is always such a weak point for me. You might as well bribe me with a dog and viola, your work is done.. Almost!! Don't get your horns tuned to what I just typed!! :P

All in all, I have to thank Orkut for having Mihir as my friend and the Discrete paper which started it all.. Thank you. And Mihir, I must say, you are one of my nicest buddies about!! :)

For you baby..

My song is love
My song is love, unknown
But I'm on fire for you, clearly
You don't have to be alone
You don't have to be on your own

And I'm not gonna take it back
And I'm not gonna say I don't mean that
You're the target that I'm aiming at
And I'm nothing on my own
Got to get that message home

And I'm not gonna stand and wait
Not gonna leave it until it's much too late
On a platform I'm gonna stand and sing
That I'm nothing on my own
And I love you, please come home