"Lazzy tag"

I came across this kinda interesting tag while bloghopping wch asks u to cite 15 things in your room right now ...
Not tht anybody would be interested in knowin the sorry state of my messy room , but right now hav nothin better to do...so thought of takin up this tag out of free will,though nobody has tagged me
so here goes, 15 thingies in my room rite now in no particualar order as such (its tough to get things in order there neways :p]
1)---ME in a cream shirt and lazyy blue jeans at my laziest best :p trying to get my cell on charge without moving an inch frm the position i am in (hav mastered tht art now and am able to stretch myself no matter wht the distance beween the charger pinhole and the bed...heehee...hey now dont go about imaginin superhuman abilities here...the switch board is quite close to my bed :-/)
2)---jhumpa lahiri's "the namesake" lying half open...
3)---a pair of jeans slung carelessly on a nearby chair...
4)---a table cluttered with textbooks n novels which i still havent cleared inspite of my mom remindin me over a 100 times to my realisation tht i still cant go on with the excuse tht "im studin n thts how a students table is supposed to be "...sigh!...
5)---my side bed table with my fav "ganpati" idol placed in sucha way tht whn i wake up in the mornin , its there staring at me...
6)---another "lord ganesh" idol gifted by a friend on a nearby table wch has always managed to giv me a secure feeling n probably the courage to sleep alone in my room even after watchin the grossest of horror flicks *embarressed* heehee...
7)---a giant sized teddy bear my dad had gifted me as a bday gift a long long time bak during my "ohhhh i love those cuddly teddies n they r sooo chweeeet" years :-/ ...
8)---a cute blonde doll wch has got fond memories associated with it n wch il'l always treasure, not many really know why :) ...its a diff thing its all dust covered now n the shiny blonde hair isnt as shiny nemore :(...but it was something i had really given up hopes on and had u been thr whn my dad gifted it to me, u would hav gotten to see a cute 6 yr old hopping about like a kangaroo showing off her doll wherever she went.*blush* :d ...
9)---huge floral curtains adorning those superhuge windows to my room, selectin which i still dont know wht had come over me :-/ ...my mom still hasent gotten bout changin thm cos she thnks its funny to remind me of wht a bad choice ive got ...hmph! (pls note -ONLY whn it comes to curtains, though my mom somehow always thinks othrwise)...
10)---a cute stuffed monkey juss above my dressing table wch is slung in suchaway tht i always seem to see it first whn i look in the mirror :-/ thanks to my di who put it thr to help comparing the two images in the glass and reminding me she says, keep the thin line of difference alive :-/
yeah i know, sick sense of humour! *rolls her eyes*
11)---a "worlds messiest room" award pinned up yet again by my great di dearest :-/ ...it was a rude shock to me at first, kinda like "my room...MESSY!!!...huh? huh? huh? " but thn gradually realisation sunk in n now i take great pride in showin off tht poster.afterall not everyone can live in a mess :p .heehee
12)---some real ego booster pinups frm friends sayin "u r the best" and "miss u soo much" and yess thrs also a "thanks for being my angel" wch always manage to get me smiling even on ultragloomy days...
13)---a framed photograph wth me and my best friends wth stupid caps and tshirts reading "WE ARE THE BEST" when we stand in a row...i remember we were soo enthused bout the whole thing tht we had foolishly clicked several pics wch read it in diff combinations even including "WE THE BEST ARE" , before we had the right one :p
14)---my huge dishevelled bed with one side cluttered up as usual with only the side im sleepin on neat n tidy..lol, lots of pillows left, right and centre...
15)---AND last but not the least (worth mentioning here)is my laptop still gettin charged, who has been there for me through times good and bad n still hasent left my side inspite of facing innumerable insults by ppl around me ,inspite of my mom promising to kick it out of the house for gettin me addicted once upon a time,inspite of things being different now n me not using it much and despite those very illfrequent hi's and hello's from me...it does keep giving me those "u r soo totally neglectin me" looks nowadays but plan to pamper it a lot more whn i resume blogging regularly...sigh! havent i said this before? :-/

so there, jobs done...though thrs soo much clutter which i wud hav loved to mention (sigh! its not easy to keep maintain ur room messy :-/)
anyways tht for another day :p
would love to hear the sorry state of ur rooms too though must admit i dont think il'l hav competition :D
anyways here goes---i TAG :
keshi
sush
introvert
chandni
ekta
S

cheers to keepin the "messy spirit" alive so tht our future generations derive inspiration and keep preserving this "lazy gene" trait of ours for eons to come...


*smiles*

Found this tag really interesting ...thanks "sush" for taggin me :)


and since most ppl i know must hav already taken it up by now, i tag whoever's remaining :)

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parting ways!

Its funny about relationships...
amusing how some can get the best out of u while some can inspire the worst....

n yet, one always realises too late ...
Today was the last day of my "rural posting with old friends.."
the place is feelin empty already...will miss havin u guys around :(
Its weird tht u only realise the value of something when u see it going away from u...thts when u realise u missin it soo bad tht u want to hav it all backk..the very same way u had it before.
and thts whn life makes u realise tht u cant do anythin but watch those moments slippin by ...
and yet life moves on...as all of us go different ways...
new directions,

new goals,

new destinations,

new faces,

new friends,



BUT neverthless,

old memories to cherish...
and nostalgic moments to treasure forever :)

n all the chaos tht followed!!

Whoaa!!! ...all the attention deficit i was sufferin frm for the past soo many months has been suddenly made up for...n i instead of enjoyin it HATED it...sigh!
It all started yesterday mornin while leavin for the hospital...i was gettin ready to leave n suddenly i experienced a severe abdominal pain...it was juss whn i was wonderin whethr i shud take an analgesic or not, tht my "mommy bestest" saw me wincing...n thr tht was it!!! hell broke loose...
my entire house was suddely in full motion...
dad was jolted outta his sleep....
my di was sitting upright on the bed wonderin wht had happened
n my mom was at her panicstriken best...
Gawd!! sometimes i feel its a melodramatic place---my crazy home...
ok ok i agree everybody was concerned n worried cos they thought it mite hav been a relapse...but this was a bit weird...cmon guys, dont u ppl understand tht even im human n thn u cant really expect me to be confident tht its juss a simple stomach ache whn u act like THIS...so, why do u get mad at me whn i giv u a confused look whn asked if its nothin serious??
why do ull bring up my medical studies n raise doubts bout whethr i really read my textbooks or not whn i giv u a "i dunno wht kinda pain im feelin" answer...??hmph!!its diff whn YOU r YOUR patient...why dont ull get it?? sigh!
Now the thing i hate most is whn someone rushes me...thts whn i goofup n am at my clumsy best, n thts whn im most accident prone...sheesh! im surprised my folks dont know tht inspite of livin 23 whole yrs with me...ok guess it was a case of "crisis amnesia" as my dad justifies later wch (for his information) dosent make up for even the lamest of excuses for the weird behaviour of thiers...neways so i was sayin, within minutes i was rushed (n i mean RUSHED) to a lab to get my bloodtest done...a crystal vase broken in the hallway as i left my home.(i told u im accident prone whn im rushed):-/
Now the scenario in the lab always gets me nervous...the lady who is supposed to draw the blood always seems soo "not confident" n inexperienced...if she's a young girl, she seems inefficient, if she happens to be a old lady, im scared she may prick a artery instead of a vein...sheesh! bottom line---i DONT trust those guys with my VEINS wch always play "hide n seek" whr blood collection is concerned...:(
Finally after the ordeal was over, i was wheeled (referrin to my car) back home...note the world "wheeled" here cos thts exactly how i felt...a stomach ache is all thts needed to make my parents treat me like a paraplegic.
Bugged to the core, n highly irritated with my dad, i got home n decided to giv everyone the silent treatment for their juvenile behaviour...but sigh! not for long.how long can u ignore 3 irritating humans surrounding u with questions like "is it the same kinda pain tht u had last yr?", "do u think we should call dr so n so?"or "r u sure its juss acidity wch u r claiming it to be?"...
I was smouldered with questions left, right and centre...whn i told thm the truth, they brought up all the times i was careless bout my diet n swore they wud never let me eat another "french fry" in my life...tht scared the shit outta me n i told thm tht the pain had dissapeared...yet! dunno why , i had to hear anothr lecture of how they wudent believe wht i said even whn i seemed okay...gawd! wht does a poor girl say to all this?? i was traumatised by the sudden attention n lecturing...n to make things worse it was a 3 against 1 scenario...not fair at all!
I tried to get away sayin tht i had to leave for the hosp n tht patients at the OPD wud be waiting for me...but i guess my moms too smart for tht...she stuffed me in bed payin a deaf ear to wht i was sayin while my dad muttered sumthin bout "noone dying at GMC without an intern" :-/ hmph!! my dad sure knows how to make me feel important...
Di was doin her bit too askin me after every 5 mins if the pain had subsided...yeah right! 5 mins bak whn i lied bout the pain vanishing suddenly nobody believbed me...asif they wud now! n thn u cant even lie to someone who keeps monitering ur facial expressions n asks a detailed explanation for every time u wince...yeah! thts my di :-/
The rest of the day was as bad as it could get...i was made to sleep all day, stay away frm my laptop (though i havent yet quite figured out the connection of tht with me being sick , but yet it was insisted tht i stay away AND insisted is too mild a word), was kept away frm all foodies, rather ,I WAS STARVED---atleast till my blood test reports were out n normal(tht was the explanation my mom offered ,though it was hard to believe her the way she was actin).i kept insisting tht even if the report was bad, 8 more hours of eating oily crap wudent make much of a diff...but my mom juss wudent listen...my family had turned into a "maniac" n worse still the maniac had juss one aim---to keep me away frm all things they considered harmful to my health...in othr words all the things i adored .BOOHOO!!!...
I was bored to death, locked in my room, tucked in bed...couldent even sleep wth tht discomfort...half of me was equally scared ...as much as they feared the "pancreatitis" demon who had struck me exactly 1 yr bak unawares, so did i...i kept thinkin bout how it was thn...perhaps i wudent even be strong enough to tk it all again now...things had changed 1 yr bak n life could never be the same again :)
I smiled to myself as i went thru the "sms's" i'd conveniently ignored amidst all this hullabaloo...guess the demon had sturck equal terror among my friends as well who had started feelin worried too...
more melodrama to my already dramatic life...heehee(pardon the pun...but guess humour never killed anyone right?) :)
N finally the long awaited hour arrived ...with 75% apprehension n 25% tension, i opened the envelope wch had my test results...the report was kinda ok...though some of my levels were kinda high...but as usual my mom could only see the bad levels...my dad kept doubting the lab for the levels wch had come wayy within normal limits...he only stopped after an exasperated me told him to go n perform the tests himself if he dosent trust those pathologists...thts whn he realised tht he was overdoing it.
I thanked god for the "kinda ok" report---thanks to wch thr was no hue n cry in pri's home :)
But thr was no stopping my mom who kept insisting tht i should go on a strict diet again inspite of the results comin ok :(...
gawd! i reckoned it was better to keep my mouth shut lest my MBBS studies came up again n they passed mean comments raising suspicion bout wht i'd actually written in my answer paper n whethr il'l be treating my patients right if im soo careless bout my health issues myself...hmph!!big JOKE!!
so i decided to let it lie for a while...im happy atleast the "net ban" is off today...(though i still dont see the relation...sigh!...neverthless)...my mom keeps muttering tht she wont allow me to go to college until im completely fine...i cant even lie to her cos she can see it right thru my teeth :(...so i guess ppl at work will hav the fortune to see me only whn the discomfort completely subsides n im back on my feet ...well n kicking! :-/
Till thn, n god knows how long after---its only diet food, bed rest, stupid soups, restricted online timings, n loads of lecturing for me...
sigh! thts how life is---a stomach ache n all tht CHAOSS!!!

Today i actually realised the meaning of "laughing on the past"...
I was speakin to a friend bout an old blog of mine...was too bored to fish out a particular post n so gave him the link instead....n tht was whn i actually checked on "reality sucks" wch was dead n buried a long long time ago...
Was casually browsing through my posts of yester yrs whn some of thm really managed to get me smiling n even laughing...tht set me wonderin if it wud be the same with "nostalgic moments" someday...
I found some posts rather silly, some were plain foolish and some were the " Gawd!! how could i write this" kinda posts...all in all i realised one thing---ive grown up...finally!!
"Reality sucks" was life through the eyes of a naive fool who was juss outta her teens but who still hadent left her world of dreams...i guess comin to terms with reality was a lot more tougher thn :)
Some posts really made me awe at their stupidity, their dumbness n yet again thr were some wch impressed me wth their innocence..
"REALITY SUCKS"brought back a lot of old memories...teenage vulerabilities, a stupid "il'l never let him know" crush, a "rebel without a reason" attitude, crazy friendships, lotsa fun times together---a record of everythin :)
Needless to say thr were some memories, some moments which need not be brought back...because they r always thr.They need no remindin ...perhaps because they r never forgotten...they r juss engraved in ur heart, etched in ur memory...so tht they never leave u .n for all the rest thr was "reality sucks".
and to think i'd almost deleted this blog...but thanks to a friend back thn, who helped me get it all back and alive...n now, thanks to this other friend tht i got bout reading it after sucha long time :)
I've heard of memories wch bring a tear to the eye ...n ive heard of those wch bring a smile to the lips...
but today it was a moment wch brought a tear to my eye and a grin to my face at exactly the same time.

Strange is nostalgia! Stranger is LIFE!!
sigh! guess i still need to grow up (probably till i dont find things strange anymore)

ALVIDA 2006!!!

Today is the 31st of december--- the last day of 2006...
its amazing how time flies soo fast sometimes...it juss feels like yesterday tht 2006 had started .
probably life moved on soo fast ths yr tht i dint hav time to stop n think about how it was goin...or perhaps mebe i dint really want to.
Thr were times whn it did really go at snails pace ...
thr were times i wished it dint exist cos it showed me thngs i dint wanna see..
thr were times i slashed 2006 rite frm the calender hopin i cud do the same wth it in my life..
thr were times whn i felt i needed therapy to get over depression, to get over life...n probably ppl around me felt the same...lol!!! ..
thr were times i missed it all, terribly...
thr were times i felt life wud never get better.
n thn again thr were times i cherished 2006...
thr were times i was grateful to it cos it showed me a whole new world, ppl who seem to really care about me...
thr were times whn it did giv me some kodak moments (like the time i got my results n was officially dr pri )...
thr were times wch i can actually award "the best times of my life"...
thr were times i actually tested my friends n was very happy to find out tht i did hav ppl who wud love me whtever i am, however i am :)
thr were times i hated myself for not realising tht earlier n promised tht things would change...
thr were times i considered myself very fortunate...now thts a real surprise comin frm me ;p)



so weighing the pro's and the cons, i guess 2006 was a "not so bad" yr afterall...
heres hopin 2007 will be a lot better for all of us...
hope the new yr brings a lot of happiness n joy in our lives n fulfills all our dreams
and as the clock strikes 12,

heres wishin all u lovely people a "VERY HAPPY NEW YR 2007" ...

SMILES, HUGS AND LOTSA NOSTALGIC MOMENTS TO CHERISH,

WITH WARMEST REGARDS N BEST WISHES,

ALWAYS,

PRI...

tagged again! :)

I finally decided to get bout completing the tag sush tagged me with...
sorry for the delay sush, but things hav been soo hectic and ridicuously crappy the last few days, tht i'd started to find no time to breathe , let alone take up tags frm friends :(
neways here i go!
the rule is to fill it up n pass it along :p
hmmm...interestin! lets see now

3 SMELLS I LOVE :
---the smell of fresh air early mornin (esp whn i stand on my terrace)---its the mornin freshness intermingled with the heavenly fragrance of the "parijatak" tree in my backyard ...mmm its wonderful!
--- the mild smell of fresh cologne or aftershave on a guy, obviously.shhh! dont get any bright ideas :-/(pls note the word MILD here...cos ppl who drown in cologne or perfume juss turn me off..ok ok im hard to please...so???)
---the smell of hot chocolate whn its brewing...i lurrvveee it!!

3 SMELLS I HATE
---the smell of petrol.yikes! i cant stand it,i almost hav an episodic sycopal attack every time i stop at the petrol station :(
---the smell of perfume mixed wth sweat...sigh! some ppl hav this utterly stupid notion tht perfume tends to mask the stench of a sweaty body on a long day...welcome to reality guys! it juss enhances it :-/
---the smell rather stench of the freshly preserved (wth formalin) cadavers in the "human anatomy" lab wch we were subjected to in the first yr of med school...thinkin bout it, dint get irked much bout it thn (talk of olfactory adaptation :-/) but now everytime i pass the lab, my olfactory adaptation goes for a toss n makes me hold my breath till i reach the othr end of the corridor

3 JOBS THT I HAD IN MY LIFE
well, err...i dont think i qualify to answer this...as i havent really changed jobs n considerin the profession im in, dont think thts possible either (not tht i want to):)
would part time activities fit in this criteria...
if thn , well...---i did take up this contract wth a teen mag i used to suscribe once...the deal was to write articles n poetry every month...but thn lazy as i am stopped it soon enough (blame it on the homework in school and my denial to refrain frm othr extra curricular activities to commit to writin)
---For seconds, could bloggin be a part time activity??? heehee...not tht im too regular at it either but yet! feels good to think of it as tht :p
But thn again, i dont think any of this can qualify as jobs...so the question remains unanswered i guess :(

3 MOVIES THAT I COULD WATCH OVER N OVER AGAIN
---"when harry met sally"
---"steel magnolias"
---"mann" (not tht i love it per se,but dunno why, still watch it everytime its aired on tv :)...though i find it utterly crappy n unrealistically beautiful to happen in this insensitive world)
actually thr are a few more i wudent mind watchin time n time again, they being "anjali", "anand","DCH", "a beautiful mind" etc...*ok ok dont look at me like tht, i know the tag is juss for 3 movies* :-/

3 FOND MEMORIES
---school days
---*blank*
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sorry!! no fond memories hitting me ,the stage im at right now...

3 JOBS I WOULD LOVE TO HAVE
well frankly speakin all my dream jobs revolve juss around one profession---the one im in rite now...so sometimes i dream n aspire to be
--- a cardiologist
--- a psychiatrist *dosent seem too unrealistic considerin tht ive done a lot of "self therapy" and "friend councellin" n am quite reputed in tht regard* ;p
---a neurosurgeon (sigh! everyone can dream cant they ??:-/)

3 THINGS I LIKE TO DO
--- THINK... a lot bout nethin n everythin in general ...though thinkin has never helped me (or anyone else they say) till now, but cant seem to stop it! :-/
---TALK -love to yap endlessly...can spend hours speakin in the company of friends though nowadays only a very few priveledged souls hav the honour of hearin me out :)
---WRITE...thts one thing wch i wudent want to giv up ever.my passion to write, its the only medium wch helps me express the things i cant say (dont be soo surprised!!an incessant chatterbox can hav a "speakin out" problem too :) )

3 OF MY FAV FOODS
--- surmai fry.(wth rice n yellow dal)..most wud consider it a very simple meal..but i lurrrvvve it ! :)
--- food my mom makes (though sometimes i opt for chinese to break the monotony) :p but yet, tht remains my fav...my mommys bestest :D
---fried modaks...am a equally big fan of modaks as i am of ganpatibappa :D
sob! but i get to eat thm only once a year :(
but polish off as many as im allowed to to make up for it ...heehee ;p

3 PLACES I WUD LIKE TO BE RITE NOW
---farr away on a "no man's island"...juss feel like goin someplace n never comin back :)...
i would if my parents promised not to track me down :-/ hmph!!!
---the tribal village of honolulu...would want to make friends wth the cannibles thr .
---seattle :) .want to giv someone a surprise

3 THINGS WCH MAKE ME CRY
---the past whn i was let down bigtime by friends n the fact tht it was the ppl i trusted the most
---readng entries frm my personal diary wch make me look like a fool even today n posts i'd posted once upon a time on some long lost blogs of mine
---some songs wch bring a tear to my eyes even as i haer thm today.

phew! tht was pretty exhausting...a lot to write n a lot to read i guess eh?
neways was fun :)sometimes u need tags to remind u a lil more about urself than u tend to remember ...
n now finally,
I TAG:
WHOEVER WANTS TO BE TAGGED ...

cheers n good luck!

my listless mind meanders yet again...:)



I lie awake on my bed,
a million thoughts racing in my head,
The mornin sun, the crack of dawn,
and a pensive thought crosses my mind forlorn.
would u miss me whn im gone?
would u miss me whn im gone?

would i be missed for being a bore?
would i still bring a grin whn im around no more?
would u still think of those pleasant memories,
those lovely times, we'd hav fun galore?

would u miss the things i say?
would u miss me every single day?
would i be missed evening , noon and morn?
would u really miss me whn im gone?

or would i be juss another face,
in life's miserable neverending race,
would u remember me for the times we shared,
those words, those thoughts wch proved we cared...
and though soon again, a new world may be born,
would u still miss me whn im gone??

and yet il'l leave whn i finish someday,
not even me ,in it can hav a say.
At times i wish i could hold on longer,
but guess one needs to be a lot more stronger...

Its destined my friend, the futures not mine,
all i can hope is, ull be fine.
and think of me "sans" the memories sore,
Il'l miss u lots whn im around no more...

*smiles*