broken wings

It is for you my love, its all for you..

the blood of my soul

 That spreads from me to you

The pieces of my heart scattered around the courtyard

As I lie dying crushed beneath your love

Its all for you.. only for you…

…………..

It just came to me

Like the remnants of a dream

As I lazed in that half aleep, not quite awake state

Just what is not no matter how much I may want it to be

A brush, dusted off and starting with a clean slate…

its been FIVE years!!!!!!!

I just realised that December 2010 implies that I've been blogging for FIVE YEARS!!!!!

wow.. 

thank you. all those who read my blog and all those who give me reasons to write it (yes even the sad ones) 

                                        I started the blog on 19 December 2005!!!!!
 with this.
and from those silly days of a bored teenager's outpourings.. well.. i still do sound like that sometimes..
thank you for reading and commenting.. and sharing..and not pointing out the hundreds of spelling mistakes that i don't bother to run a mental or computer generated spell- check on!

:)

ostrich feathers

why is it so hard for people to just TALK? does keeping something locked in help anyone? if u not mention it and don't give it conscious thought its not like it goes away.... its just that you bury your head in the sand and can't see whats coming at you..

what do you do when someone you love refuses to accept reality and clings to blind hope? refuses to see whats there just because its not what they want.. because accepting whats there is too painful...

wouldn't the pain go away if you just confront the situation instead of running from it???????

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i don' t suppose this is precisely the song for the moment but i like it  anyway..


In Too Deep- Sum41

The faster we're falling, 
We're stopping and stalling.
We're running in circles again
Just as things we're looking up
You said it wasn't good enough.
But still we're trying one more time.

Maybe we're just trying to hard. 
When really it's closer than it is too far

Cause I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep, 
All the thoughts in my head, instead of going under.
Cause I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep, 
All the thoughts in my head, instead of going under.
Instead of going under.

Seems like each time 
I'm with you I loose my mind,
Because I'm bending over backwards to relate.
It's one thing to complain 
But when you're driving me insane
Well then I think it's time that we took a break.

Maybe we're just trying to hard. 
When really it's closer than it is too far

Cause I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep, 
All the thoughts in my head, instead of going under.
Cause I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep, 
All the thoughts in my head, instead of going under.
Instead of going under.
Instead of going under.

I can't sit back and wonder why.
It took so long for this to die.
And I hate it when you fake it.
You can't hide it you might as well embrace it.
So believe me it's not easy.
It seems that something's telling me,

I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep, 
All the thoughts in my head, instead of going under.
Cause I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep, 
All the thoughts in my head, instead of going under.
Instead of going under.
instead of going under.

instead of going under again.
instead of going under.
instead of going under again.
instead of going under again.

hey bhagwan utha le!!!

mujhe nahi... ISE utha le :)

So what do you do when a six foot tall strapping young lad gleefully tells you how he can now easily benchpress your weight? You applaud with pride J

And what do you do when that same young lad follows up the description of his gymming with the news that he recently went off to get a manicure, and pedicure, ending with clear nail polish on his prettified nails?

You laugh and you laugh and then you blog about it :D

And NO this guy is not gay or in any way effeminate…

except for the girly giggle in his voice when he tells you

“the nice lady in the salon told me that I have really pretty delicate hands!!!!!!”

:D Handing me ammo I say!!!!!! :D


DISCLAIMER: i have NOTHING against people who love makeup or guys who are into it.. I am not some sexist B#$%# who would downgrade a guy for wanting to look good. I'm also not a closet homophobe. its just that THIS guy, (and i how i regret swearing that i wouldn't reveal his identity) and nailpolish, are too incongruent for me to let it pass without public comment..

bouncing owls :)

i'm so happy i can barely contain my excitement... my sleepy owl of a brother is finally getting married!!! and a love marriage at that.. i can't imagine how my poor bhabi- to- be puts up with him but i'm sooooo happy for both of them that i just had to jump around and tell the world :)

speaking of putting up with crazies... Ati has decided to go gallivanting off out of town to celebrate the approaching end of her college life, using ME as the excuse to her mom who thinks she's spending the night at my house.. when i tried to use elder-sisterly authority to forbid her trip she simply modified her plans to counter all possible objections that i could raise.. and i can hardly stop a 20 year old from doing what she wants as long as she's taking the safe route.. she reminded me of all the silly stunts i've pulled in my college life to counter my "oh its not safe" reasoning.. thank god for friends who graciously stepped in to relieve my fears.. shruti, whose currently studying in that city happily promised to help out if required and AB found a distant cousin who could be approached for help if need be.. ofcourse they both chewed me out for letting her do something that hairbrained.. though AB did agree with ati that i really had no foot to stand on as regarded irresponsible behavior done behind parents' backs... but she is like a kid sister to me and i know i'm gonna be freaking till she gets back to sweet old delhi tomorrow and i can shake her till her bones rattle... 

however.. the fact remains that i am somewhere rather jealous and i wish I could be off doing something that silly.. not to mention the fact that she's gonna see the tajmahal on a misty morning...

siiiiiiiggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.............................

cruel intentions

She comes up the escalator to find him waiting for her at a place he wasn’t supposed to know she’d be…


“I’m impressed.”

He smiles, and takes the step that brings them within touching distance..

“well.. I’m in love”

and they kiss,,,,


I know it’s a stupid movie.. but this has been on my most romantic scenes ever list since I watched Cruel Intentions as an impressionable young teen,,, bad- boy- turned- good.. how much more mills n boon-ey can u get….