Friday, October 30, 2009
Do you have a Hero?
AT some point in every ones life comes a time when we meet someone who makes the world of a difference in our life. They guide us, love us unconditionally, take care of us, protect us, vouch for us. But even though we know there might come a day when we will be strong enough to fly out on our own, we will always be indebted to this someone who held us, wiped our tears, kissed our forehead, and stayed around just long enough to say 'its OK.' I witnessed this respect in the eyes of dozens out here in Goa for the facilitators of ARZ. It was Ms. Juliana and Mr. Arun who pulled dozens out from the clench of prostitution and provided them with shelter, unconditional love, assistance, counseling, emotional support, strength, and eventually Swift Wash, a fully equipped laundry, for the victims to economically sustain themselves. My first day at the job, I had the opportunity to go on field to the 'then' red light area, Baina Beach. The area is still considered notorious and looked down upon because of the age old tag it was given; one that is almost impossible to wash off. At the arz office in Baina, I met a lot of women who were rescued from the trade and now associated with the laundry. Lots others whose children were studying in english medium schools thanks to Arz and many more who were associated with the NGO. It was a pleasant suprise to see almost all the women and children talking fluently in english; all after the association with the ngo. It is almost impossible to believe what you see. These women were educated and now play teachers in the slum to teach the kids. Lots of children pouring in the office, just to meet Juliana, hanging around in the office Icould feel the respect they felt for her. She was their hero. The children were going off to a 3 day camp, a rare opportunity for the slum kids, let alone the ones who were associated with Baina. Here I met a lady, whose name I now forget. We sat exchanging pleasantries and she started asking me who I was and why I was there. Then it was my turn to find out about her. She had kids of her own, and said she was associated with Juliana and the NGO since the last couple of years. The next lines touched me like no other ever had, in a first meeting. ''Main bhi kaam karti thi, phir madam aaya aur sab theek kar diya. Hum unke saath char paanch saal se hae. Madam bahut acche hae, baccho ko school bhejta hae bus hamare saath photo lena bhul jaata hae.", said she with tears in her eyes. Juliana was her hero. A celebrity for all of them in the office and in the slum around. Someone they wanted to be clicked with, associated to and show off to the world. After every end there is a beginning. Juliana and Arz came into their life when they had given in to the worlds oldest profession, dedicated, exploited, sold. And this wasnt even close to the end of their problems. Domestic violence, family thrashings, in more cases than none, a drunk, violent husband or boyfriend, etc. Every one has a different story to tell. But one thing is common in their voices that tell me the tales. Its the respect they hold for her, its the gratefulness in their eyes, and in every breath of fresh air they breathe and sigh of relief they take.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
What we think, we are!!
Just as the heart does things the mind doesn’t understand, the mind does things the heart cannot understand. The mind, the conscious and the subconscious is made up of perspective; perception. What we think, we see. A little cockroach scares the toughest of guys whereas a huge snake wouldnt scare a small child. It’s the perspective that the person holds is what makes things, problems, issues, glitches, big or small. It is the relationship between this perception, the mind and the world we see and believe to be that makes the globe go round…better yet in maddening spins of confusion and derangement.
I just came across a very interesting line from the song Hole by Malibu
“Get well soon.
Please don't go any higher.
How are you so burned when you're barely on fire?”
This got me to thinking about how sometimes the problem is very simple and easy to resolve or funnier yet there is no problem, however we create them. Blame it to procrastination- The next best way to enter the Devil's workshop!!
After my one of my recent relationships, I was perfect. For once no tears, no remorse, no self pity. Until suddenly I started missing having my mind filled with something to think about and someone to miss. Caught totally unawares with this emptiness I didn’t know what to do. So I filled my head up with thoughts of the Ex. Wrong decision!! Very wrong..! Talking, thinking, missing, wishing to a point where I started missing him more than I ever had when we were together or when we first broke up. It was a relationship that I admit I got into casually but one I guessed would have lasted long and eventually turned serious but it didn’t. And for the first time it was ok. I had no expectations, no thoughts about the future and for the first time I was truly free, even while being with someone else. For the very first time I was truly a grown up, free of desires, free of expectation, free from want, free from need of anything apart from being together with him that too for a practical amount of time. I gave time to my friends, I gave time to my family, I gave him time, I gave me time. For the first time I felt like I was ‘growing’ in a relationship rather than ‘falling’ in love. For the first time I felt the lightness and the perfection of a balanced relationship and I couldn’t ask for more and neither could he. It ended on rough terms but I remember me in the relationship, blissfully happy, blissfully content. It lasted only about two months but I made such a big deal about it later, much later, in my head. How could I be so burnt? I was barely on fire..
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Relationships: Gen X > Gen Y > Gen ??
As the Gen X goes to Gen Y and Gen Y is soon going to give way to a Gen Z..i stop to wonder where we all are going. Isnt moving ahead the motto of life? We grow up listening to our parents. even if not following what they have to say, nonetheless, learning lessons from our own mistakes and experiences!!!
Relationships is what the world is made up of. No matter what you have today, what you are going to achieve tomorrow, the lack of good relations in your life is going to hit you somewhere. We are all social animals. We were born in a social environment which went on to become a global, social village. Much smaller, much more adaptable, accessible and global.
Once upon a simple long long time ago, the story was quite uncomplicated. You were born, you grew up, you met someone, you fell in love and you got married or you just met someone and your parents got you married. We often hear from our parents: it was all so uncomplicated in our times.
We as human beings evolve, move ahead, invent new technologies to make our life easier but in the long run we just end up complicating things. As my dad says "Life is simple. We complicate it."
Today, we are constantly in love. There isnt a special someone..but there are a lot of someones. Affairs, non committal relationships, one night stands top the charts. Are we moving ahead or are we just going back to by gone stone age era of primitive men, where there was no social conduct, no social form, no culture, no set ways of doing things? The era in which men had multiple partners, there was no defined way of earning ones bread, men and women like wise were cannibals and ones satiation- hunger or otherwise was the prime concern and not the means by which they were fulfilled.
Did we evolve from this specimen into a well integrated cultured society, only to go back a zillion years or is there a better explanation?!
Relationships is what the world is made up of. No matter what you have today, what you are going to achieve tomorrow, the lack of good relations in your life is going to hit you somewhere. We are all social animals. We were born in a social environment which went on to become a global, social village. Much smaller, much more adaptable, accessible and global.
Once upon a simple long long time ago, the story was quite uncomplicated. You were born, you grew up, you met someone, you fell in love and you got married or you just met someone and your parents got you married. We often hear from our parents: it was all so uncomplicated in our times.
We as human beings evolve, move ahead, invent new technologies to make our life easier but in the long run we just end up complicating things. As my dad says "Life is simple. We complicate it."
Today, we are constantly in love. There isnt a special someone..but there are a lot of someones. Affairs, non committal relationships, one night stands top the charts. Are we moving ahead or are we just going back to by gone stone age era of primitive men, where there was no social conduct, no social form, no culture, no set ways of doing things? The era in which men had multiple partners, there was no defined way of earning ones bread, men and women like wise were cannibals and ones satiation- hunger or otherwise was the prime concern and not the means by which they were fulfilled.
Did we evolve from this specimen into a well integrated cultured society, only to go back a zillion years or is there a better explanation?!
Thursday, October 22, 2009
A varied one..!!
Allright a complete new take on relationshps…I am in Goa and I shall be working here with an ngo called ARZ: Anyaay Rahit Zindagi, for the next two months. They work with sex workers and for the upliftment of their children.
My dads very close friend, Harry Goveas is accompanying us here on the trip and he asked me where my ngo is situated. I said Vasco and immediately he started evaluating the odds and looked thoughtful. This was yesterday morning during our halt for lunch. Today, 9:14 pm, we are sitting in our room sipping on beer and whiskey and he asked me “Do you know why your ngo is situated in vasco?” the only reason I could come up with was...."ummmmm because the people who founded it were from here?????"
"Well beta", he said, "Vasco is a mining district. People from Maharashtra and other places migrate here in the search of work. And more often than not they donot have families here along with them or they don’t have a family backing at all. And the need of fulfillment of desires is a very basic one!!! May it be physical, monetary or else. The women in Vasco or more appropriately Goa are the lowest sections of the society. They have no stature of their own and no standing of their own. They realize that the only role they can play is in the fulfillment of sexual desires of these migrants. And that is what they do!! And hence, find a goal in life for themselves.
This on the other hand in western countries is accepted as a very basic need of human kind and eventually as a part of the society. The need is given the stature of a very basic physical need and the the profession is regarded legal and the women are given status and respect in the society. Whereas here in India we are all hypocritical. We need fulfillment yet we are not ready to accept it. We find means to fulfill them otherwise and commercially but we still swear off and write off sexual workers and commercial sex workers if ever mentioned.”
This got me to thinking to a new kind of relationship that exists between men and women. The kind that is accepted and regarded in the western countries but abolished/ignored/ not accepted here…! A kind of relationship in which the women keeps shut does or does not enjoy the role she is playing but plays it anyways due to various reasons. She might have a family to support, she must have been sold to a brothel when she was a kid and the family did not want a girl child, out of choice for money, and so and so forth. What does this relationshp does to the people involved?
The man, who is at a risk of getting an STD or is betraying his wife or girlfriend waiting for him back home and the woman who sells her body and her dignity for a few pennies and fulfillment of a few desires and a few to-do needs in life?!
What is the kind of compulsion, misery, need, want that leads a woman to sell herself?! What goes through her mind after the man leaves. Does she cringe? Does she cry? Does she hold herself close and shiver? How does she explain it to her family? Her children in some cases? What about her million dreams of a prince charming, a happily ever after, of her family on the country side after retirement, with children running around playing and the husband and her sitting and sipping tea after a siesta??!! What about her?
My dads very close friend, Harry Goveas is accompanying us here on the trip and he asked me where my ngo is situated. I said Vasco and immediately he started evaluating the odds and looked thoughtful. This was yesterday morning during our halt for lunch. Today, 9:14 pm, we are sitting in our room sipping on beer and whiskey and he asked me “Do you know why your ngo is situated in vasco?” the only reason I could come up with was...."ummmmm because the people who founded it were from here?????"
"Well beta", he said, "Vasco is a mining district. People from Maharashtra and other places migrate here in the search of work. And more often than not they donot have families here along with them or they don’t have a family backing at all. And the need of fulfillment of desires is a very basic one!!! May it be physical, monetary or else. The women in Vasco or more appropriately Goa are the lowest sections of the society. They have no stature of their own and no standing of their own. They realize that the only role they can play is in the fulfillment of sexual desires of these migrants. And that is what they do!! And hence, find a goal in life for themselves.
This on the other hand in western countries is accepted as a very basic need of human kind and eventually as a part of the society. The need is given the stature of a very basic physical need and the the profession is regarded legal and the women are given status and respect in the society. Whereas here in India we are all hypocritical. We need fulfillment yet we are not ready to accept it. We find means to fulfill them otherwise and commercially but we still swear off and write off sexual workers and commercial sex workers if ever mentioned.”
This got me to thinking to a new kind of relationship that exists between men and women. The kind that is accepted and regarded in the western countries but abolished/ignored/ not accepted here…! A kind of relationship in which the women keeps shut does or does not enjoy the role she is playing but plays it anyways due to various reasons. She might have a family to support, she must have been sold to a brothel when she was a kid and the family did not want a girl child, out of choice for money, and so and so forth. What does this relationshp does to the people involved?
The man, who is at a risk of getting an STD or is betraying his wife or girlfriend waiting for him back home and the woman who sells her body and her dignity for a few pennies and fulfillment of a few desires and a few to-do needs in life?!
What is the kind of compulsion, misery, need, want that leads a woman to sell herself?! What goes through her mind after the man leaves. Does she cringe? Does she cry? Does she hold herself close and shiver? How does she explain it to her family? Her children in some cases? What about her million dreams of a prince charming, a happily ever after, of her family on the country side after retirement, with children running around playing and the husband and her sitting and sipping tea after a siesta??!! What about her?
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
The Boing Point!!!
The boing point a.k.a. the point at which an object, person or animal touches the surface of a trampoline or an equally elastic surface and just for that instant it seems like they are one and would remain so; until of course momentum plays its role and the object, person or animal is pushed away from the surface of the trampoline or the equally elastic surface with equal and opposite force.
Same my dear, is with the sexes. With modernization we see the differences between the sexes almost vanishing with men and women working at the same level, women being able to do and take responsibilities at almost every level at work, women heading mnc's, etc. Women today party as much or more than men do. They drink, they smoke, they ride bikes, they fly planes and so and so but this my friends is just how far the similarities go!!
Men are still from mars and women from Venus.
A woman calling another woman: *tring* *tring*
Woman 1: Hello? Heyyyyy...Allright this is an emergency!! I have to attend a party this evening and I have noooo clothes!!!! What do I do?? Can I borrow something??
Woman 2: I knoooow!! Tell me about it..The other day I had to go for a movie and I had nothing appropriate to wear!!!
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Two men driving in a car, talking:
Man 1: ...........I knooooow!!! I mean whats with the entire shopping thing all the time? My girlfriend just called me hysterically saying she had nothing to wear for a party and to think of it I just got her a lovely dress last week. If you dont know what is in your cupboard you will never know what to do with it. Look at me, I have had 6 pants and 12 shirts to go with it in my wardrobe!!!
Man 2: I knooooow!!! We have one black shirt, one blue, one red, one yellow and thats about it...no shades in between..!!!
Both of them Hi-5 and the man behind the wheel continues driving.
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Woman 1 (cries out): Heyyyyy...I have to go for a date tonight and I have nothing to wear!!!!
Woman 2: Awwwwww....lets go get something new for you!!!
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Boing!!!!!!!
-Chica
Same my dear, is with the sexes. With modernization we see the differences between the sexes almost vanishing with men and women working at the same level, women being able to do and take responsibilities at almost every level at work, women heading mnc's, etc. Women today party as much or more than men do. They drink, they smoke, they ride bikes, they fly planes and so and so but this my friends is just how far the similarities go!!
Men are still from mars and women from Venus.
A woman calling another woman: *tring* *tring*
Woman 1: Hello? Heyyyyy...Allright this is an emergency!! I have to attend a party this evening and I have noooo clothes!!!! What do I do?? Can I borrow something??
Woman 2: I knoooow!! Tell me about it..The other day I had to go for a movie and I had nothing appropriate to wear!!!
____________________________________________________________________
Two men driving in a car, talking:
Man 1: ...........I knooooow!!! I mean whats with the entire shopping thing all the time? My girlfriend just called me hysterically saying she had nothing to wear for a party and to think of it I just got her a lovely dress last week. If you dont know what is in your cupboard you will never know what to do with it. Look at me, I have had 6 pants and 12 shirts to go with it in my wardrobe!!!
Man 2: I knooooow!!! We have one black shirt, one blue, one red, one yellow and thats about it...no shades in between..!!!
Both of them Hi-5 and the man behind the wheel continues driving.
____________________________________________________________________
Woman 1 (cries out): Heyyyyy...I have to go for a date tonight and I have nothing to wear!!!!
Woman 2: Awwwwww....lets go get something new for you!!!
____________________________________________________________________
Boing!!!!!!!
-Chica
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Direction- I got thee finally
From now on, my blogs are going to be about relationships. As mentioned in my first blog entry, I hate disclosing everything that I do or observe in my blog as that is the impression of what blogging is. But over time I got direction in my blogging and decided to base it on relationships as they are a major factor in my life!! Friends, love, family, acquaintances, etc any relationship..!!
Keep looking for more on relationships..!!
-Chica
Women- The weaker sex or men?
The weaker sex is what we women are usually referred to as. The fairer one, on the bright side. Men on the other-hand are the stronger ones. The ones who usually get away unscathed may it be a relationship or other hurdle. We women are looked upon as the cry babies. But after seeing a couple of movies on the same lines has made me wonder if we indeed are the weaker sex. Rest assured i dont mean to take a feminist stand here.
Take "Ghosts of the Girlfriends Past" a movie I saw last night to relax and unwind rather it got me to thinking and lead to this. Two thoughts:
(a) Men hold the injustice done to them, the heartbreak they are subjected to and it affects their future relationships
and a conclusion
(b) If a guy is hurt and he ends up being a player, hes HURT but if a woman stops believing in the institution of love or relationships then well simply put shes a SLUT.
In the movie I am talking about, young Connor Mead (Matthew McConaughey) is hurt in love when her childhood love goes away to dance with the popular senior at the dance at school!! That night along with his uncle (A Playboy) decides that he would never be hurt again, would never feel the pain that he did that night. And the rest is history. History of affairs, one night stands, women, women and women.
Movies on the same lines would be The Ugly Truth too, where a heart break in the life of Gerad Buttler is hinted at..!
I can recall atleast half a dozen guy friends who are 'too scared to commit' or 'dont believe in commitment', almost all with a history of major heartbreaks. On the other hand I know so many girls who have had major heart breaks but dont give up on the institution of love. Guys are more affected by their parents married lives than are women. Here I donot wish to make a generalisation. Its my observation.
Men, wouldnt it be easier to just cry over it, accept it as a part of life and move on? Think how many women you would save from heart breaks..!!
Also, likewise if a woman gives up on the idea of love or serious relationships or marriage and the likes then they are merely and blatantly SLUTS!! If we are indeed the weaker sex then why arent we allowed to give up more easily? Should it be the other way round? Men are stronger, we expect them to be, the entire population expects them to be, if they give up then they are man-whores instead of the other way round..!!
-Amen
Women get hurt, blame. cry, mourn, whine, eat lots of chocolates and ice creams. shop but in the end get over it. They move on. Whereas on the other hand, men act all macho about the loss, are unaffected (apparently) and move on. But in the end they are the ones who carry the hurt they were borne to, subjected to and it gets down to affecting their future decisions and relationships.
How many women have we mat who say "Naaaa I don't want to get married, too much heartache" as compared to the number of men who dont believe in the institution of love or marriage likewise.
Take "Ghosts of the Girlfriends Past" a movie I saw last night to relax and unwind rather it got me to thinking and lead to this. Two thoughts:
(a) Men hold the injustice done to them, the heartbreak they are subjected to and it affects their future relationships
and a conclusion
(b) If a guy is hurt and he ends up being a player, hes HURT but if a woman stops believing in the institution of love or relationships then well simply put shes a SLUT.
In the movie I am talking about, young Connor Mead (Matthew McConaughey) is hurt in love when her childhood love goes away to dance with the popular senior at the dance at school!! That night along with his uncle (A Playboy) decides that he would never be hurt again, would never feel the pain that he did that night. And the rest is history. History of affairs, one night stands, women, women and women.
Movies on the same lines would be The Ugly Truth too, where a heart break in the life of Gerad Buttler is hinted at..!
I can recall atleast half a dozen guy friends who are 'too scared to commit' or 'dont believe in commitment', almost all with a history of major heartbreaks. On the other hand I know so many girls who have had major heart breaks but dont give up on the institution of love. Guys are more affected by their parents married lives than are women. Here I donot wish to make a generalisation. Its my observation.
Men, wouldnt it be easier to just cry over it, accept it as a part of life and move on? Think how many women you would save from heart breaks..!!
Also, likewise if a woman gives up on the idea of love or serious relationships or marriage and the likes then they are merely and blatantly SLUTS!! If we are indeed the weaker sex then why arent we allowed to give up more easily? Should it be the other way round? Men are stronger, we expect them to be, the entire population expects them to be, if they give up then they are man-whores instead of the other way round..!!
-Amen
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Change is now - or never
how many times am I going to fall over the same stone before I pick it up and throw it aside forever? How many times is life going to try and teach me the same lesson over and over again?? Why don’t I learn? Why don’t I change? Why don’t I grow up? Its time for change and the time is now. There is no place for *I ll do it tomorrow*. It has to happen and it has to happen now.
A little habit, seems harmless at first. Constant nagging from folks sends me into frenzies of despair and agitation. I wish they would just let me be. I wish they would let me live. But as time passes by I realize how they are right and how wrong I am. Incidences that can alter my life forever for the worse. This little habit of mine. Why don’t I grow up? Why don’t I change.
There is no tomorrow for change. No last time for doing something forbidden before you go on and change. If you have to change then you have to stop now and change or it will be pending forever.
A little habit, seems harmless at first. Constant nagging from folks sends me into frenzies of despair and agitation. I wish they would just let me be. I wish they would let me live. But as time passes by I realize how they are right and how wrong I am. Incidences that can alter my life forever for the worse. This little habit of mine. Why don’t I grow up? Why don’t I change.
There is no tomorrow for change. No last time for doing something forbidden before you go on and change. If you have to change then you have to stop now and change or it will be pending forever.
Change is now - or never
How many times am I going to fall over the same stone before I pick it up and throw it aside forever? How many times is life going to try and teach me the same lesson over and over again?? Why don’t I learn? Why don’t I change? Why don’t I grow up? Its time for change and the time is now. There is no place for *I ll do it tomorrow*. It has to happen and it has to happen now.
A little habit, seems harmless at first. Constant nagging from folks sends me into frenzies of despair and agitation. I wish they would just let me be. I wish they would let me live. But as time passes by I realize how they are right and how wrong I am. Incidences that can alter my life forever for the worse. This little habit of mine. Why don’t I grow up? Why don’t I change.
There is no tomorrow for change. No last time for doing something forbidden before you go on and change. If you have to change then you have to stop now and change or it will be pending forever.
A little habit, seems harmless at first. Constant nagging from folks sends me into frenzies of despair and agitation. I wish they would just let me be. I wish they would let me live. But as time passes by I realize how they are right and how wrong I am. Incidences that can alter my life forever for the worse. This little habit of mine. Why don’t I grow up? Why don’t I change.
There is no tomorrow for change. No last time for doing something forbidden before you go on and change. If you have to change then you have to stop now and change or it will be pending forever.
Change is now - or never
How many times am I going to fall over the same stone before I pick it up and throw it aside forever? How many times is life going to try and teach me the same lesson over and over again?? Why don’t I learn? Why don’t I change? Why don’t I grow up? Its time for change and the time is now. There is no place for *I ll do it tomorrow*. It has to happen and it has to happen now.
A little habit, seems harmless at first. Constant nagging from folks sends me into frenzies of despair and agitation. I wish they would just let me be. I wish they would let me live. But as time passes by I realize how they are right and how wrong I am. Incidences that can alter my life forever for the worse. This little habit of mine. Why don’t I grow up? Why don’t I change.
There is no tomorrow for change. No last time for doing something forbidden before you go on and change. If you have to change then you have to stop now and change or it will be pending forever.
A little habit, seems harmless at first. Constant nagging from folks sends me into frenzies of despair and agitation. I wish they would just let me be. I wish they would let me live. But as time passes by I realize how they are right and how wrong I am. Incidences that can alter my life forever for the worse. This little habit of mine. Why don’t I grow up? Why don’t I change.
There is no tomorrow for change. No last time for doing something forbidden before you go on and change. If you have to change then you have to stop now and change or it will be pending forever.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
My first official blog!!
Allright i have never really liked the idea of blogging though i enjoy reading blogs that my friends send across and refer to me. I mean why would you share everything that you think or that is the idea that a blog gives..that you aRe by the way sharing everything you are experiencing!! There are some blogs that inspire me to write and some irk me to no end because of the gory details!!
There are times i think i know what i feel and there are times i feel the need for an opinion. I like getting opinions..on thoughts, experiences, feelings, ideas, etc for though you and i must have been through the same situation..we must have perceived it absotutely differently. Thats where the individual difference and perception comes along..the first two important words we learnt in the language of psychology. These two words are the ones you can owe all the variety and spice in life you enjoy!!
So i thought, why not write a blog. That way i get to evaluate what i have been through at the end of the day and also mayb get a different perspective on it!!
About today,
I saw The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. Absolutely loved the movie. It kept reminding me of the common sms joke which said perfect it would be if we were to be born old..grow young and die as an orgasm!! :P
The movie is intense and i would not want to elaborate on it as some of my friends havent seen it yet and would rather want a first hand experience that me oogling over Brad Pitt and the beautiful auburn red Cate Blanchett!!
One of the most important things: My draft got sent today..to simc!! thankfully it ll now reach on time..m one step closer to my dream!!! :-)
Two..I miss smoking!! allright I quit about over a month ago owing to mind fuck i was going thru and i thought of giving up smokin as i thought it was fogging my perspectives :P silly but i wanted to blame it on something..and havent smoked ever since. I hope mind fuck goes away..and i can get back to the pretty milds and mints!!! :'(
Three..for the first time in my life i got sick of baroda!! allright tough to believe..but seriously i have never been sick of this place. I didnot have my vehicle today and a friend of mine..Ravi was driving me home..and i could just feel like the entire city was closing in on me. Squirmy was my word for the day since i saw the new born in the movie in the morning. That was the feeling the city gave me.
I have been planning for a holiday to dahod..hope it works out as I really want to take Ayesha there once as the place is very very special to me..one that brings me utmost happiness and peace.
Fingers Crossed!
Thats all for the first blog.
Beunos Noches!!
There are times i think i know what i feel and there are times i feel the need for an opinion. I like getting opinions..on thoughts, experiences, feelings, ideas, etc for though you and i must have been through the same situation..we must have perceived it absotutely differently. Thats where the individual difference and perception comes along..the first two important words we learnt in the language of psychology. These two words are the ones you can owe all the variety and spice in life you enjoy!!
So i thought, why not write a blog. That way i get to evaluate what i have been through at the end of the day and also mayb get a different perspective on it!!
About today,
I saw The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. Absolutely loved the movie. It kept reminding me of the common sms joke which said perfect it would be if we were to be born old..grow young and die as an orgasm!! :P
The movie is intense and i would not want to elaborate on it as some of my friends havent seen it yet and would rather want a first hand experience that me oogling over Brad Pitt and the beautiful auburn red Cate Blanchett!!
One of the most important things: My draft got sent today..to simc!! thankfully it ll now reach on time..m one step closer to my dream!!! :-)
Two..I miss smoking!! allright I quit about over a month ago owing to mind fuck i was going thru and i thought of giving up smokin as i thought it was fogging my perspectives :P silly but i wanted to blame it on something..and havent smoked ever since. I hope mind fuck goes away..and i can get back to the pretty milds and mints!!! :'(
Three..for the first time in my life i got sick of baroda!! allright tough to believe..but seriously i have never been sick of this place. I didnot have my vehicle today and a friend of mine..Ravi was driving me home..and i could just feel like the entire city was closing in on me. Squirmy was my word for the day since i saw the new born in the movie in the morning. That was the feeling the city gave me.
I have been planning for a holiday to dahod..hope it works out as I really want to take Ayesha there once as the place is very very special to me..one that brings me utmost happiness and peace.
Fingers Crossed!
Thats all for the first blog.
Beunos Noches!!
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