the lack of peace in this miserable world is terrifying,ain’t it?

and very sad.

I have been thinking a lot about fingernails lately.yes of little bloody fiingernails growing inside you.if you know what inspired me goodonly. but JUST IMAGINE..tiny,wee,leettle fingernails and toenails.

fuck.

and how does it feel when you are REALLY scared.

blue.

paranoid.

insane..??

instead of reading about Milton’s great christian epic,and the ambivalence in attitude towards Satan,am introducing myself to T.S Eliot and listening to the same three songs over and over again.

ah,well.

and in this wedding season,lots of neighbours are tying the knot..and the insistent melancholy of the shanai is very distracting.

if i fare badly in this eggjam,only I am to blame.

arre.ki hocche?

Shreo has made my day.her words did.brought back memories.millions of stories.i am just dying of extreme emoness right now.-sigh-

I still remember how you promised me ages back that you’ll help me to run away.

and how i was jealous of that friend of yours in grade 5?heh.

and our insane quarrels.And the ONLY one big one on Christmas Day grade 6..and that toothbrush incident..xD

and how being so different from each other,we are so similar.somewhere deep down we are entwined.

you are the sister and the twin.remember seventh augtober?the twin card?its with you na?=’)

and the strict disciplinarian.

sixteen years and we are still going strong.

CHEERIO.

-krispy kreme doughnuts-

He is an impeccable little man,with that undisputedly remarkable voice,and that wonderfully prosaic sense of humour.And his poetry is mind-bogglingly nice. <3

Three cheers for the wonderfullest prof EVER.

i have nothing to say.except that am in a disgustingly bad mood and i hate my college.and i sound juvenile but i can’t help it.

the getting-away helped me today.thanks to mo and ne.and a little alcohol too.

and i guess it’s me only who is so disgustingly nagging.and i have such a terrible self-image its not even funny.

and THAT phrase is overused of course.

And bleh to the superlatives.

I hate myself.detest myself absolutely.

for being such a stupid fuck.

everything is so screwy.dunno.

I need to run away.and soak up the sun.and be totally alone.to find peace and solace in myself.

its all too weird right now.i need to find myself out.i need to leave.

Oh yes,everything is uncertain.Its chaotic,disastrous,random.Transience is ubiquitous.However,I like to believe.And have faith.It’s very difficult for me to let go and I don’t want to,for fuck’s sake.Scoff at me and call me a romantic for all i care.innit all about that tiny ray of hope,in the end?

Maybe it’s me and my inane notions about everything.Or maybe it’s just a fairytale which I adore.I do not need prophecies.I know it’ll all be taken away.So let me believe for NOW.Let me tempt myself to dream.Let me go wild.Let me bask in this glory.

So what an evening it was.GT hit the stage after months and wasn’t it bleddy brilliant? :D What with good music and favourite people around and a couple of drinks,i was transported..heh.Danced away to glory also..and screamed my fucken lungs out.teh boyfriend was pretty good also..and wasn’t he looking hot? ;)then M spent the night with me..we knocked back more alcohol,spoke shit,called random people up,was up till five..glorious day..”over the rainbow sooo high..” I can’t stop giggling.

Also,the boys are stupid.

Am currently in a weird frame of mind.

Got a jhar from Baba also..I think I’ll quit smoking.

what a fantabulous day…-sigh-

I love you.and I love you.and I do.

the nip in the air is making me mushier than usual.

Marry me,please?  =)

i wish i could spend every waking moment with you.

I know you by heart.now.and just a mere glance at the world without you around makes me infinitely sad.

Don’t break my heart,please?I shall sob an entire city of rain,otherwise.

i have this endless need to write.write about anything and everything.and i have the liberty of doing so today.

seriously,i do not want to drag myself out of this world.and i am floating along.i want e bit of peace,e bit,no e LOT of love.and i want to dance with the wind.and roll a joint.and stare up at the sky and ponder about madness.and infinite possibilities.laugh.create.fall back and feel cold.find your toes.warm as toast.sleep under the stars.

then,there were lights.and an insane,slo-mo rush of people.

The sky has erupted today.with fabulous brightness.i stood alone and surveyed the inky-black darkness studded with gems.

Happy Diwali to everyone scattered around my surface.

Nice Day yesterday.Oopie’s surprise birthday party.I shall always remember the look on her face.all hippie people around.fun fun.

i dislike staying at home.I miss that boy of mine all the time.and isn’t it unfair that i always do so.well,fuck that.mommydear really pisses me off.I guess it’s not her fault allthe time though.I just can’t adore her,if you know what i mean.

and she will always smell cigarettes on me..even if i haven’t smoked.

Baba’s budday was nice too.wonderful dinner.got a littul tipsy on the delicious aam porar shorbot-and-vodka thingy.and i laow him.imagine drinking with the rents.heh.

called Mati and cried my heart out y-night.consequence of a comment which kinda bruised my ego a wee bit.

i need money.and i need to get away from this place.fast.

-sigh-

though.i cannot imagine mysky without you.so can’t go.

but,yes..am craving for the hills like anything.

Am figuring out this new blog.i like it.it’s different and interesting.but,am keeping it private.i think i shall be a bimbo here and talk about shoes and clothes and other such things..and everydays.i want to find my days here.scribble.laugh about it.edit quite a bit.etc.

Twirly Us.

Twirly Us.

 

It’s been a year and it’s been the best. And Bobobug, you know the rest.

Photo Courtesy : Senjuti.=)

Bad Editing : Me. =(

its springtime. am a little mad.

my computer is acting really funny.as i am typing ..the words are appearing real s-l-o-w-l-y on this page.I need to be busy.a busy busy bee.

bobo the bunny is also bobo the bug,the thug whom i love.and he is also bobo the bully.

am also petty about certain things.certain creatures.fat warped asswipes.

On The Road is mindfuckingly,fantabulously wonderful.I am hooked to it.and am restless than ever before.

and bobo if i could,i would.i shall.

and yes,am a part of the pub-going loose women.hah to the moral police.

and i think you should present random shopkeepers with ear-aids as they can’t simply hear when you are trying to buy a condom or a pregnancy test.

1. What was the first thing you thought about when you woke up?
Am late.Oh dear lord.I was dreaming of an aunt wearing baseball gloves.why.don’t ask me.

2. What did you do last night?
Ate a good meal.was reading a book.spoke to people.slept.oh watched a movie.
3. What is the most important part of life?
err..
4. What would you rather be doing right now?
Watching a good film.

5. What did you last cry over?
oh am a cry baby.i cry over trivial things.so don’t expect me to remember,okke?
6. What always makes you feel better when you’re upset?
favourite people.FRIENDS.
7. What’s the most important thing you look for in a significant other?
sense of humour.simplicity.a little spark of madness.
8. What are you worried about?
oh lots of things.

9. What are you looking forward to most in this week?
The week’s over.Tomorrow’s sunday.I have a party to attend.so that.next week’s far away and am looking forward to attend the Gravy Theory gig at Someplace Else.yay.xD
NINE HAVE YOU’S:
1. Have you ever liked someone while you had a girlfriend/boyfriend?
yes I have.i had numerous crushes actually.
2. Have you ever had your heart broken?
not really no.But a person whom i considered to be a friend once broke my heart by being the bitch she was or still is.ahem.
3. Have you ever done something outrageously dumb?
jao bolbo na.
4. Have you ever been totally backstabbed by a friend?
oh yes.has been mentioned above.Its been a few years but I can never forgive her.fucken piece of work.

5. Have you ever had the cops called on you?
Not yet.
-grin-

6. Have you ever dated someone younger than you?

oh yes my boyfriends younger than me.xD
7. Have you ever read an entire book in one day?
oh several times.

EIGHT WHO’S:
1. Who was the last person you saw?
Didu.

2. Who was the last person you shared a bed with?
this is indeed a curious question,because it might contain several implications.Not that I am bothered,but still.
So i’ll say i sleep alone.
=P

3. Who is the person you wish you could be with?
Always always?
Somdev.

4. Who was the last person to call you?
Ishita.

5. Who was your first crush?
Aamir Khan.when i was six.hee.

6. Who is the last person you freaked out on?
Moll.

7. Who did you last hug?
Moll.

SEVEN WHEN’S:
1. When was your last shower?
Two hours back.

2. When did you last see your mom?

four hours back.
3. When was your last time you saw your dad?
four hours back.

4. When did you last dress up?
lemme think..err..well…

5. When was the last time you cried and why?
I cried last night while reading a book.

6. When did you last listen to music?
Two seconds back.

SIX WHERE’S:
1. Where does your best friend live?
best friends rather,oh they know.

2. Where did you last go?
Somdev Baari.
I should move in with him seriously.

3. Where did you last hang out?
Hang out mane?foolish question. these things confuse me.

4. Where do you go to school?
am in college.=|

5. Where is your favourite place to be?

6. Where did you sleep last night?

FIVE DO YOU’S:
1. Do you like someone right now?
oh yes.I really like them .they are my best friends.

2. Do they like you too?

I think so.
3. Do you know the Muffin Man?
oh yeah.he lives next door.and often steals my favourite box.
4. Does the future scare you?
Very much so.
FOUR WHY’S:
1. Why are you best friends with your best friends?
Because they know me inside out.they never judge me.they are always ready with a hug or a smile or some amusing story or music when am upset,sad,depressed.they are honest nice frank candid people.I laow. <3
2. Why did you get a MySpace?
i dint.
3. Why did your parents give you the name you have?
because they thought I’ll be Supperwoman and save the world from evil people.
haha.
4. Why are you doing this survey?
Because I have reached the state of absolute zonked ness.
THREE IF’S:
1. If you could have one superpower, what would it be?
My smile would heal the every wound of every sort. =)
2. If you could go back in time and change one thing, would you?
Yes.
3. If you were stranded on a deserted island and could bring one thing, what would it be?
Lots of things.an entire truck load of things.Giant truckload.so that i can stay there and go mad.and peole also.some weed.goodmusic.food.heh.=\
TWO WOULD YOU EVER’S:
1. Would you ever get back together with any of your exes if they asked you?
No. are you mad??or are you dumb?
2. Would you ever shave your head to save someone you love?
oh yes.i would shave it.flaunt a peace sign.wear a bindi and dance also.
ONE LAST QUESTION:
1. Are you happy with your life right now?
yes.i am warm and happy.-fingers crossed-
oh what the hell.i can cross ’em.am superstitious.

I have lost my green special diary where i wrote things and am quote upset about it.
I hope someone will find it and then throw it away.because i don’t want anyone to steal my words.
so that,
merry christmas,drunk fucks all around.

Its a mad,mad world,and the colours are whirling around my head in dizzy circles,i try to take a step back,and they come marching in,wearing knee-high boots..
rushing down the antique stairs..stars on my head.
these obdurate nothings form a pattern,my friend,and i go wild.

There’s no such thing
As a harmless joke
There’s no such thing
As a gentle toke
There’s no such thing
As panama jack
Who’s got the crack
Who’s got the crack
Who’s got the crack
Who’s got the crack

I am a goat
In a moat
With a boat
Who’s got the crack
Who’s got the crack
Who’s got the crack
Who’s got the crack

I like it when
My hair is poofy
I like it when
You slip me a roofy
I like it when
You’ve got the crack
Who’s got the crack
Who’s got the crack
Who’s got the crack
Who’s got the crack

I wanna be a hippie
But I forgot how to love
It’s hard to be a garbage man
When a sailor stole my glove
I wanna be reckless
But I’m feeling so uptight
Put your mama in a headlock baby
And do it right
Who’s got the crack
Who’s got the crack
Who’s got the crack
Who’s got the crack