way back into love

"I've been living with a shadow overhead
I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed
I've been lonely for so long
Trapped in the past, I just can't seem to move on

I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away
Just in case I ever need em again someday
I've been setting aside time
To clear a little space in the corners of my mind"

There are things that bring peace to our hearts to our souls,
When things are in turbulence, and everything seems so objective
these are things which remain the same and bring calm

like your mom asking if you've had your medicines,
when your friend asks you if you're fine
when you know you don't have to fear em
that you can be who you are
you can laugh out loud , be stupid
without worrying


"

I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine
I've been searching but I just don't see the signs
I know that it's out there
There's got to be something for my soul somewhere

I've been looking for someone to shed some light
Not somebody just to get me through the night"

"

then there are songs, some lovely ones

which you feel like, the moment you here em

this one is one such

so simple yet so beautiful

no pretenses , no fancies

it's just a song

no burst of enthusiasm, no bubbling effervescence ,

just so calming that you feel nice

reminding that everything is normal

you were the hyper one ;)

"I'm hoping you'll show me what to do
And if you help me to start again
You know that I'll be there for you in the end"

like a kid

Staring at the blank screen
I don't know what to write about
I cant call it a writer's block
coz i don't fashion myself as a writer
I just dropped by to see what others do
Its no news that all I do is copy you

Munching chips,have expressed here
More than what I probably ever have

Visited a few old profiles,
All of them have changed so much
So much hep ,so much cool ,
The Best thing is that they don't even realize that

Made a few friends here
Only outlet is this W185q


I feel more like myself now
and not like living someone else's life
I know what is meant to be

I hate bella and her twilight
read the first page and could guess the story
there's not much to it
i wonder why do people feel thats love
Its like stephanie is the C.B of foreign land.

A twig broke down
it went down down and down
It hit the ground
just like prem did
the fall was hard
but it grew
it grew nice and leafy
it grew more beautiful than what it was
coz sometimes its better to get rid of what was pulling you down.

here again

Okay okay so obviously the one month break thing ain't working. Especially since its award-time. This one's for honesty (:)) by Sree. ab mujhe to ye milna hi tha thanx to thy pseudonym . So let’s just talk about the giver here.
Sree manages to look different in all his pics like some agent, he writes pgp (pretty good poems), and is a deewana of pink and is (hu)man enough to say so :). He most probably has also had a crush on most of his young neighbors (though that’s only a fig. of imagination), basically banda normal (read normal) hai. Thank you.

The rules are:“When accepting this mahan award, you must write a post bragging about it, including the name of the banda/bandi who thinks you deserve such acclaim, and link back to the said person so everyone knows she/he is real. Choose a minimum of seven (7) blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. Or improvise by including bloggers who have no idea who you are because you don’t have seven friends. Show the seven random victims’ names and links and leave a harassing comment informing them that they were prized with Honest Weblog. Well, there’s no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon. List at least ten (10) honest things about yourself. Then pass it on!”

Naah you don’t need to scroll down now, I hereby enlist them (jiska naam pehle hai wo sabse zyada honest hoga, aisa kuch nahi hai):-
1) James: He doesn’t write much about himself, rarely writes anything. But jab likhta hai to honesty chalakti hai .
2) Abhishek Khanna : one of the first blogs that I started reading. Jo bhi kaho , if anyone can admit to watching “Blue” film and also that he gave critical comments about it to aaj tak , to bande me honesty is like Elesh ke zuban pe English .
3) Peter: No reason needed. Cynically honest.
4) Whoever writes The Times Of Bullshit
5) Madsy : ye sweet che ,saru che . and akshara wale serial ke language me “ chokho hai” :P :P . I hate a faker girl. And thank god madsy is 1000 miles away from that.
6) Vanilla sky: Unexplainably honest (I know she’ll feel shy or like kicking me)
7) Tyro: Happy (be)elated birthday. Wishing you the second time this year.


10 honest things about me: Read the blog people!

HALCYON

The similarity between first and fourth year is that everything seems new. The first year seems new coz obviously everything IS so new while the fourth year feels new coz by then everything else has changed.

nahi , this is not another nostalgia filled post though I could apply for a p.h.d in that . This is one buddhi nani's kahani about the naya generation.It was yesterday only,that we spotted 3 chicks(mind you I am against the usage of *chick*) sporting denim skirts , yes the types which end way above one's knees. Now I do not belong to the *bandh-for-voting* party but hamare zamane me ye
to nahi hua karta tha .

question 1: ladki????
question 2: ladki in skirt ?????
question 3: NA ( because ladki-in-skirt was as rare a breed as the dodo was right 2 days before its extinction)

Hamare zamane me to people used to get committed and put that up in their orkut profile , but aaj kal use terms like "complicated","open relationship", " i-have-a-partner" , "I-have-bf/gf-but-still-looking" and "i'm looking at your gf".

Even those fachhas who used to be shirt-pant types have done it. galat mat samjho , i meant daaru shaaru.

Facchas have exclusive membership to the new lounges , while we of course had to make do with the chai ki dukaan .
Fachhas have their own gaddi and apni to chuggi hi sahi .

Fachhis are size zero and we thank god are not . ;)


But ek cheez hai achhi fachhon me , *respect for seniors* . seriously i was so impressed when one of them called me a
2nd yearee.

I hope that when hamare facche reach our advanced age unhe bhi yahi feeling aaye, coz what is umr if not for the young ones.

As insipid and repetetive this post might sound , the sole reason is to teach you about a new word i learnt :
halcyon(adj.)= peaceful and happy. eg. : the halcyon days of ones happiness.

Ending this post on a more abrupt note than the previous one .
Thankee , be back after a month . have fun :)

a time long gone by

No one is blogging.

I don't have much to write about either.

will be soon shifting from colony-mode to apna ghar wala mode.

will really miss diwali celebrations and football ground and basketball court even though i never played.

Once upon a time there lived a sweet family, all in coherence with each other. 'tis was a time when the word 'dysfunctional' was unheard of . The kids used to study hard and play harder. The mom used to cook dinner and make her children learn the intricacies of addittion and fractions . Every Dussehra she used to draw on the chart papers for her daughter's school project. She taught her son the art of bicycling. Winter mornings were spent making up "snow" and as evening came a big red star would be put up . Socks used to be hung in excitement about what Santa would bring. 9pm would be the time to turn in .

Then that time would come . Mom would let them miss the noon nap . And with baited breath they used to wait for him to come . Dad used to bring along crackers of all shapes, sizes and colors. 'Tis they celebrated together.

STRAIGHT

Is it difficult being straight ?

When things keep on falling what do you do to keep it straight. Do you start thinking that it was because of some fault of your own that fate happened to you or do you will it to your fate, do you carry along being yourself, even knowing that your-self has metamorphosed into something different from what you were.

Are we walking injured souls, born perfect only to be mutiliated by our own inability to keep it straight, do we see each failure as our very own fault though many of them could be due to fate acompli .

What is this fear which grabs us when voicing what we think , when someone else has already voiced theirs but which is different from us?

Why don't we think straight , that the chance of each person making it on his own is mutually exclusive from someone else's?

Even the stablest of us can give way to pressure. and then how do you keep it straight?

I was in class 7 when I first read about her. Her life appalled me even then.She has been under more than 14 house arrests in the last 20 years, read about the latest in your newspaper.

I don't know how she keeps it straight, knowing that she could do more, knowing that the brilliance which even the Nobel could not ignore might be going waste. But whatever it is that keeps her going is what I call straight.

OF MOVIES AND MAGIC

"All that glitters is not gold,
and all those who wander are not really lost"

Now this is one of my most favorite thoughts. Would you guess why? Because it's from the same flick which I love (the most)

So here's another part of purely Hindi movies which I have loved and adored since bachpan-dom.

IN CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER: (so that you can also win a radio show some day)

1. Theory : I never understood 'Maine Pyar Kiya' or " Hum Aapke Hain Kaun' , all of them were movies with just loads of songs and caps. The one movie which did make way into my puny brain was .. DDLJ ( well atleast the first half did) .

Effects on infant-ult mind : a) All women in Europe must be called Senorita.
b) Every one must buy a big bell
c) People should sing and probably dance, play footie in the rain.
d) No one should wear their shirts without half of it spilling outside.

Observation: I started writing a diary, " Today i went to school , had tiffin, studied hindi, english....."

Conclusion: " I love thy songs " :D


2. Now this one holds a special place for me and my brother.Both of us were WWF aspirants back then so.... Main Khiladi Tu Anari. We loved the dhishoom dhishoom,the songs, we loved the dance, we loved the movie.

We even tried chorusing the song :)


3. Humko Ishq Ne Maara- I'm pretty sure that none of you have heard of YRF's only television release. I don't know but I found it sweet. pertaining to the fact that was the zamana of 'Hip Hip Hurray'


4. Theory: Introduction to Friendship bands, to college, to unrequited love being fulfilled and of dances in the rain. Under this intoxicating surge many a mates set upon immediately finding theire very own rahul/anjali and some even settled for tina.

Effects on the kid-ult mind: a) " I WILL get married to my crush"
b) People knew what was friendship day and Archies opened
10 more outlets.
c) Basketball became cool. ( And my nose was smashed 15 times
since then)

Observation: Every love became college-love. Basketball became bad for health and The guy called 'Rahul' was tied 20 rakhis.

Conclusion: SRK arrived with Shahid in tow.


5. Jab We Met.


Why did I write this post? Because the next time anyone says " oohh God the same Hindi film" or " What's there in these Hindi films" I'm going to take out a morcha in front of their house and shout at them . Can any other language give you a word like 'TOTA' ? You can watch your Godfather ,Al pacino and Al Capone, run along Star Trek whatever, but apni bollywood nu insult na kariyo .

Moving on what was this Harry Potter all about?? Where was the Half Blood Prince? Great fan of the book, not the same for the movies.


Do take this as a tag "Movies which influenced me" or something of that sort. :) *Don't worry I wont kill you" :)