shaam se aankh mein nammi si hai
aaj phir aap ki kami si hai
shaam se aankh mein nami si hai
dafan karr do humme ke sans mille
nabaj kuch derr se thami si hai
aaj phir aap ki kammi si hai
waqt rehta nahin kahi tikk karr
iski aadat bhi aadami si hai
iss ki aadat bhi aadami si hai
aaj phir aap ki kammi si hai
koi rishta nahin raha phir bhi ek tasvir lajmi si hai
shaam se aankh mein nammi si hai
aaj phir aap ki kammi si hai
Guess wht has been the song for the day...:)
juss one of those days whn everythin comes back to u n leaves u misty eyed...
tears of happiness,
tears wch reflect ur hurt,
tears wch hav made u a stronger person,
or wch hav juss made u a lil more curt...
i dunno why its still thr,
n juss whn i thot i no longer am weak,
i realised today how wrong i was,
whn tht silly tear juss flowed down my cheek...
PS:...no questions asked , no "awws ull be fine" n pulleeease no "tell me bout it"'s...so watch the comments...n pls feel free to tk this post as purely fictitious ...lol
February 26, 2006
nostalgic moments---yet again!
Deep came over to my place , the other day...she will be leavin for herhometown in 3 months time...she's decided to do her internship there...
Its real sad whn u get soo used to havin someone around for such a long time only to know tht they hav to leave u in the end...yet again another goodbye, yet again another farewell, yet again more memories to haunt us whn she'll be gone...sigh!...guess thts life...
We were always this group of 5 ...tagged as "the famous 5" , "5 muskeeteers" etc etc...cos we were always around together...Med school can be real nervewreckin without friends n its thanks to this group of mine, we always had each othrs shoulder to cry thru thick n thin (ok ok who am i kiddin...thru all those exams, tests n vivas ...heehee)...
I remember those wonderful "shayri sessions" we used to hav durin lectures while our other pakau classmates made faces at us for makin thm lose their concentration wth our muffled "wahwah"s n "irshaad"'s...but neverthless , shameless as we are used to carry on wth our buckwas shayris...
Thn thr were those hostel days...heehee..for me they were more of hostel hours cos never really could survive more than 2 days max at a strech at the hostel...so i always made a special appearance (as deep used to put it) and vanish as quick as i made a entry...lol!!!
I remember those irritatin calls i used to make deep at 6 in the mornin informin her tht i wudent make it for the lecture n almost orderin her to giv me proxi wthout even waitin for her to reply...all i got in return was a exasperated hmm....lol!! I still remember the huge fight we once had whn she told me tht she couldent take it ne further than tht cos one ofour proffs almost caught her in the act..heehee..From tht day the duty was asigned to "A"...another memeber of our notorious club...thr was absolutely no reason to worry till atleast one of thm was still alive...heehee...
One real funny incident i still remember was gettin caught together by our hostel warden...still dunno how but it was always me n deep who used to get caught, be it for loud music , or disturbin studious neighbours wth our continuous cell calls, to wonder how she used to always get to know it was us...i mean the calls n loud music was rather obvious thanks to our blessed voice...but the rest...who knows???
!! ...
Our group rocked at almost everythin...from gossipin to bitchin bout proffs n seniors to raggin juniors...u name it we rocked at it...lol!!!...n the best part was we used to always stick to each othr no matter wht...
Ppl knowin me here must be well aware of my temper tantrums, and mood swings....n u guys mustbe well aware tht it sure takes a lotta patience to stick around me at such times...so ull can imagine wht it must be like *heehee*....well ahem...i did my part of it too...sharin all their stories no matter wht, listenin to "A's" lousy singin wthout cottonballs in my ears...(god!..wht a torture), being their agonyaunt advisin thm bout facts of life (whtever lil i knew)....heehee..i can preach a lot guys...its practisin it wch makes it tough ...*sigh*...ok ok soo i stuck to my part ofthe deal too...so in case ull r readin this...no cribbin or superiority complexes allowed for puttin up wth me...
But now our group is finally gonna split...sigh...one thing good bout med school,tht we can all vouch for was the company of friends...n wth a group like ours,gettin dispersed will hurt for sure...but thn guess thts life...we all knew it had to happen someday...juss tht dint realise tht partin ways wud be soo damn "not easy"...
Yaya sure...promises of keepin in touch , emailin, constant smsing are gonna be made...but cmon pals!lets face it...we all know tht thts gonna last only for the initial some months...it cant go on forever...n once we start settlin down in the hustle bustle of daily life , all this will be er um uh...(hate to say forgotten)but itll be overlooked...thn itll juss be once in a while kinda calls n emails n stuff... thts the way it always goes...
So as long as we r still together, we hope to keep rockin...
Dunno how long its gonna last...
dunno whr or wth whom we r gonna end up wth....
dunno if our "all for one n one for all" motto will even be remembered a few years frm now
dunno if we will still share secrets like we do now...
I guess whoever said "nothin lasts forever" was hell rite...sigh!!
but yeah memories do....
they do...
they do...
they do...*sigh*
Its real sad whn u get soo used to havin someone around for such a long time only to know tht they hav to leave u in the end...yet again another goodbye, yet again another farewell, yet again more memories to haunt us whn she'll be gone...sigh!...guess thts life...
We were always this group of 5 ...tagged as "the famous 5" , "5 muskeeteers" etc etc...cos we were always around together...Med school can be real nervewreckin without friends n its thanks to this group of mine, we always had each othrs shoulder to cry thru thick n thin (ok ok who am i kiddin...thru all those exams, tests n vivas ...heehee)...
I remember those wonderful "shayri sessions" we used to hav durin lectures while our other pakau classmates made faces at us for makin thm lose their concentration wth our muffled "wahwah"s n "irshaad"'s...but neverthless , shameless as we are used to carry on wth our buckwas shayris...
Thn thr were those hostel days...heehee..for me they were more of hostel hours cos never really could survive more than 2 days max at a strech at the hostel...so i always made a special appearance (as deep used to put it) and vanish as quick as i made a entry...lol!!!
I remember those irritatin calls i used to make deep at 6 in the mornin informin her tht i wudent make it for the lecture n almost orderin her to giv me proxi wthout even waitin for her to reply...all i got in return was a exasperated hmm....lol!! I still remember the huge fight we once had whn she told me tht she couldent take it ne further than tht cos one ofour proffs almost caught her in the act..heehee..From tht day the duty was asigned to "A"...another memeber of our notorious club...thr was absolutely no reason to worry till atleast one of thm was still alive...heehee...
One real funny incident i still remember was gettin caught together by our hostel warden...still dunno how but it was always me n deep who used to get caught, be it for loud music , or disturbin studious neighbours wth our continuous cell calls, to wonder how she used to always get to know it was us...i mean the calls n loud music was rather obvious thanks to our blessed voice...but the rest...who knows???
!! ...
Our group rocked at almost everythin...from gossipin to bitchin bout proffs n seniors to raggin juniors...u name it we rocked at it...lol!!!...n the best part was we used to always stick to each othr no matter wht...
Ppl knowin me here must be well aware of my temper tantrums, and mood swings....n u guys mustbe well aware tht it sure takes a lotta patience to stick around me at such times...so ull can imagine wht it must be like *heehee*....well ahem...i did my part of it too...sharin all their stories no matter wht, listenin to "A's" lousy singin wthout cottonballs in my ears...(god!..wht a torture), being their agonyaunt advisin thm bout facts of life (whtever lil i knew)....heehee..i can preach a lot guys...its practisin it wch makes it tough ...*sigh*...ok ok soo i stuck to my part ofthe deal too...so in case ull r readin this...no cribbin or superiority complexes allowed for puttin up wth me...
But now our group is finally gonna split...sigh...one thing good bout med school,tht we can all vouch for was the company of friends...n wth a group like ours,gettin dispersed will hurt for sure...but thn guess thts life...we all knew it had to happen someday...juss tht dint realise tht partin ways wud be soo damn "not easy"...
Yaya sure...promises of keepin in touch , emailin, constant smsing are gonna be made...but cmon pals!lets face it...we all know tht thts gonna last only for the initial some months...it cant go on forever...n once we start settlin down in the hustle bustle of daily life , all this will be er um uh...(hate to say forgotten)but itll be overlooked...thn itll juss be once in a while kinda calls n emails n stuff... thts the way it always goes...
So as long as we r still together, we hope to keep rockin...
Dunno how long its gonna last...
dunno whr or wth whom we r gonna end up wth....
dunno if our "all for one n one for all" motto will even be remembered a few years frm now
dunno if we will still share secrets like we do now...
I guess whoever said "nothin lasts forever" was hell rite...sigh!!
but yeah memories do....
they do...
they do...
they do...*sigh*
February 06, 2006
the spark of hope in a idle life---celluloid
Was watchin these "saas-bahu" types of programmes on tv today...*yawn* i know i know, but i'd nothin better to do...so was whilin away time channel surfin till my mom actually snatched the remote frm my hand n i had (n i mean HAD) to watch whtever was goin on on those lousy channels :(..cos my mom juss hates the music channels i like...
So one thing i noticed bout these so called "saas bahu" serials is tht they r soo very CLICHED...asin almost everyone has the same story goin on at approx the same damned time...lol.
Requisites of a typical "ekta kapoor" family drama are..
-----> thr MUST be atleast one mythological bahu (heehee...mythological becos such bahus r an extinct species these days...
-----> another MUST is a ultramodern choti bahu or devrani who is a complete contrast to our mythological mai ;) n who dosent miss the slightest chance to prove it n make it obvious...
I mean cmon folks,the audience is not thaat dumb (even though it watchin these soaps holds against this point), but yet..we dont need sinister music, some sudden seductive sounds, n tht loud makeup (wch usually has only the horns missin to prove wht they wanna make obvious)in the backdrop whnever she makes her entry...
----> a sudden death of one of the family members (usually of the most affectionate, lovable ,adored by all breadwinner of the family) who usually is the only one who juss got to know before the goddam accident tht their great greatgrandfather (who everyone blames for not leavin nethin behind him to support his mega family)had actually left millions behind..damn!! n they never even bothered tohang his photo in the hallway...if only they knew...sigh! howw sad!! ;p
----> now,the most important n expected thing is the body of the deceased remains unidentified wth only EXACTLY the face area completely burnt so tht noone can identify him if it isnt for his wallet n watch...damn! ppl ...how cliched can this get n how dumb can u viewers get...cant 2 ppl hav the same wallet n watch..*snigger*..
But NO!..our moms , dadis n aunts will yet continue to watch it wth misty eyes n sympathetic looks even though the same situation was viewed yest in the 1000056 episode of another friggin "k" soap...sigh!...whn will ppl learn...
---->n thn the famous "kangaal on the street " scenario...whn it was juss yesterday tht these guys were "ghoomin" in a merc...i still dont get it..how can they actually go bankrupt in a span of 24 hours...ok ok lemme answer tht...here our choti bahu usually makes a grand entry reminds the family of the papers they were soo dumb euf to sign...guess the music n liuyd make dint really make a impact on their teeny weeny brain cells did it??..or was tht only for ours?? :!...but heyy not to forget they still roam on the streets homeless but wth their heavy jewellery , diamond mangalsutra n "am goin to a weddin" sarees...all this whn thebadi bahu is actually faintin becos of the scorchin heatn not eaten for 5 days look...i can almost hear the director screamin "heyy watch tht saree..it costs 15000"...lol
---->n thn the one situation wch steals the show...lol..orshud isay not only takes the cake but the baker n the bakery too :p
3 yrs and 1500 episodes later our long deceased hero is BAKKKK!!
YAYYY...APPLAUSE......"sniff sniff..i knew he wud be bak..".thts wht one finds our dear ol dadis n nanis n even moms *surprised* sayin...i mean "CMONNN GUYS...GET A LIFE...WHO DINT??...we all knew tht he wud be bak...juss tht he took longer than expected...jatin came bak sooner in kumkum..."...lol.lol
But noone pays heedto my comments n they continue wth their "aw's" and "thankgod"s and "ow everythin will be alrite"s...heck!why wont everythin be..afterall its a damn friggin soap everythin HAS tobe alrite ...so very unlike life
Thr r soo many more situations, "bore me to death" scenes n "i cant beleive u still watchin thiswthout breakin the tv even once" plots...
But sigh!!...its a crazy world n everyone wants to relate life to happy moments well spent, everyone wants to hav tht lil ray of hope these dumb soaps manage to throw in...everyone wants tht "everythin will be alrite" and tht "god does everythin for the best so good has to come outta it" philosophy to be proved no matter how unrealistic n fake it may seem on the silver screen...
But guess thts y these soaps run...thts the reason for those high TRP ratings...thts the reason everyone runs tograb a seat infront of the "idiot box" everyday at 8...
So who am i to complain??/
HAIL EKTA KAPOOR !!
LONG LIVE BALAJI TELEFILMS!:)
KEEP GENERATIN THIS SPARK OF FALSE HOPE IN PPL...THTS LIFE ...SO KEEP ROCKIN IT!!
cheers...
So one thing i noticed bout these so called "saas bahu" serials is tht they r soo very CLICHED...asin almost everyone has the same story goin on at approx the same damned time...lol.
Requisites of a typical "ekta kapoor" family drama are..
-----> thr MUST be atleast one mythological bahu (heehee...mythological becos such bahus r an extinct species these days...
-----> another MUST is a ultramodern choti bahu or devrani who is a complete contrast to our mythological mai ;) n who dosent miss the slightest chance to prove it n make it obvious...
I mean cmon folks,the audience is not thaat dumb (even though it watchin these soaps holds against this point), but yet..we dont need sinister music, some sudden seductive sounds, n tht loud makeup (wch usually has only the horns missin to prove wht they wanna make obvious)in the backdrop whnever she makes her entry...
----> a sudden death of one of the family members (usually of the most affectionate, lovable ,adored by all breadwinner of the family) who usually is the only one who juss got to know before the goddam accident tht their great greatgrandfather (who everyone blames for not leavin nethin behind him to support his mega family)had actually left millions behind..damn!! n they never even bothered tohang his photo in the hallway...if only they knew...sigh! howw sad!! ;p
----> now,the most important n expected thing is the body of the deceased remains unidentified wth only EXACTLY the face area completely burnt so tht noone can identify him if it isnt for his wallet n watch...damn! ppl ...how cliched can this get n how dumb can u viewers get...cant 2 ppl hav the same wallet n watch..*snigger*..
But NO!..our moms , dadis n aunts will yet continue to watch it wth misty eyes n sympathetic looks even though the same situation was viewed yest in the 1000056 episode of another friggin "k" soap...sigh!...whn will ppl learn...
---->n thn the famous "kangaal on the street " scenario...whn it was juss yesterday tht these guys were "ghoomin" in a merc...i still dont get it..how can they actually go bankrupt in a span of 24 hours...ok ok lemme answer tht...here our choti bahu usually makes a grand entry reminds the family of the papers they were soo dumb euf to sign...guess the music n liuyd make dint really make a impact on their teeny weeny brain cells did it??..or was tht only for ours?? :!...but heyy not to forget they still roam on the streets homeless but wth their heavy jewellery , diamond mangalsutra n "am goin to a weddin" sarees...all this whn thebadi bahu is actually faintin becos of the scorchin heatn not eaten for 5 days look...i can almost hear the director screamin "heyy watch tht saree..it costs 15000"...lol
---->n thn the one situation wch steals the show...lol..orshud isay not only takes the cake but the baker n the bakery too :p
3 yrs and 1500 episodes later our long deceased hero is BAKKKK!!
YAYYY...APPLAUSE......"sniff sniff..i knew he wud be bak..".thts wht one finds our dear ol dadis n nanis n even moms *surprised* sayin...i mean "CMONNN GUYS...GET A LIFE...WHO DINT??...we all knew tht he wud be bak...juss tht he took longer than expected...jatin came bak sooner in kumkum..."...lol.lol
But noone pays heedto my comments n they continue wth their "aw's" and "thankgod"s and "ow everythin will be alrite"s...heck!why wont everythin be..afterall its a damn friggin soap everythin HAS tobe alrite ...so very unlike life
Thr r soo many more situations, "bore me to death" scenes n "i cant beleive u still watchin thiswthout breakin the tv even once" plots...
But sigh!!...its a crazy world n everyone wants to relate life to happy moments well spent, everyone wants to hav tht lil ray of hope these dumb soaps manage to throw in...everyone wants tht "everythin will be alrite" and tht "god does everythin for the best so good has to come outta it" philosophy to be proved no matter how unrealistic n fake it may seem on the silver screen...
But guess thts y these soaps run...thts the reason for those high TRP ratings...thts the reason everyone runs tograb a seat infront of the "idiot box" everyday at 8...
So who am i to complain??/
HAIL EKTA KAPOOR !!
LONG LIVE BALAJI TELEFILMS!:)
KEEP GENERATIN THIS SPARK OF FALSE HOPE IN PPL...THTS LIFE ...SO KEEP ROCKIN IT!!
cheers...
February 05, 2006
Pri has decided ...no more cribbi-crabby posts from her nemore...this blog wont be a means of lettin out her pent up feelings, nor will it be a place to vent out her anger outbursts nor a home for the hurt she houses in her heart...
cos she has learnt ...
as rightly put in the film "yeh kalyug hain!...yahan kisi ek ka dard dusre ka tamasha banta hain"
And i refuse to let anyone use my source of hurt as their source of ENTERTAINMENT...
I dont even giv a damn!...If neone expects to get entertained or learn , well, go get hurt urself!!hmph!
N for all my pals n wellwishers, ull r most welcome to pri's blog , always :)
SHARE MY HAPPY MOMENTS, NOT MY MISERY...
SHARE MY SMILES , NOT MY TEARS
BE WITH ME IN ALL MY GOOD TIMES(dont expect u to be thr in my bad times..dont expect tht frm neone nemore :)
DONT BOTHER TO UNDERSTAND ME OR MY FEARS!!
cheers...:)frm a distance
cos she has learnt ...
as rightly put in the film "yeh kalyug hain!...yahan kisi ek ka dard dusre ka tamasha banta hain"
And i refuse to let anyone use my source of hurt as their source of ENTERTAINMENT...
I dont even giv a damn!...If neone expects to get entertained or learn , well, go get hurt urself!!hmph!
N for all my pals n wellwishers, ull r most welcome to pri's blog , always :)
SHARE MY HAPPY MOMENTS, NOT MY MISERY...
SHARE MY SMILES , NOT MY TEARS
BE WITH ME IN ALL MY GOOD TIMES(dont expect u to be thr in my bad times..dont expect tht frm neone nemore :)
DONT BOTHER TO UNDERSTAND ME OR MY FEARS!!
cheers...:)frm a distance
February 02, 2006
November 06, 2005
wrong number...??
"hello..is rohit thr??".the voice at the othr end screamed...
For petes sake--this was the fifth time in 2 days...i really wanted to scream bak "who the f***k is this rohit.??n dude if he was ur friend how come he has given u my number"..buti dint..
Patiently i explained in the sweetest of voices..."see ithink uve got a wrong number here cos i guess u r callin me for the 5th time askin for rohit"...I tried to sound all sweetn patient but iguess my actin skills failed me n made the irritation in my voice a lil too obvious...
In a kinda scared but not at all apolojetic manner, the voice continued..."oh im sorry --i thot u were his gf"...
NOW THT DID IT---Now who on earth is this rohit guy n for heavens sake does heleave his cell wth his girlfriend who refusesto acknowledge him...lol...
Soeither this guy was tryin to pull my leg here or this "worm of a guy" rohit really existed...(pls rohit --whoever n wherever u r,ifu happen to stumble upon this post pls excuseme-im havin a bad day;d)
I was in no mood to speak further n so i cancelled the call...
In anothr hour or so, my cell started "singin" againremindin me i hav to change tht crappy ring tone ...onceagain the same voice askin for the same rohit...this guy was really tryin my patience now..
"wrong number" i snorted n hung up....n gotbak to my "surgery" text book---Here i was tryin to concentrate on the various kinda of goitres n their management but all wht wascomin to mind was "whocud this worm rohit be??"...
WELL, thr are a few rohits i know..rather knew..
thr was this guy in my 12th std tution batch who was atotal hunk n who i had this major crush on wch lasted a whole 2 months...;) till i found out he scored a duck in physics...:( Cud it be him ??...tryin to get bak to me n see if i remember orbetter still tryin to subtly remind me tht he still existed..wowww!!..but hell noo..why wud he
ok..rohit 2 was a real worm like guy,the dilton frm "archies" the kind who used to help me wth my chem experiments in junior college...it cud be him...but who cares??;)...Ill post him a "thanku" card someday for helpin me identify the "anions" in the salt whn i was in a state of "chemistery crisis"...
Well thr was anothr guy rohit--oe of my proff's son..buti dontthink he wudknowi exist..n he better not...afterall he is meanest proff's son.heehee..n its best tht the authorities dont know u so u can always escape scott free if u ever get caughtup in some mess...
Juss thn my phone rang again...NOW THIS WAS WAYY TOO MUCH...
Gotta put an end to this...
The familiar voice again.."rohit thr"
"oh rohit...yaa..im his girlfriend speakin..actually i wasent supposed to be tellin u this but rohit has been kinda avoidin ur calls if u havent noticed...he isnt around ..so i thoti shud tell u n save u the bill of callin up everytime...i dont think he wants to be friends wth u nemore n know wht he even called u a "worm"..."
(yeah, i pushed it a lil too much--the worm thing n all..but wanted to hav my share of fun)
Thr was silence at the othr end for a whole 10seconds...n thn i heard a click...ATLAST!!...
No more calls for rohit!!
Afterall this is pri's cell...so keep her out of this
or ull get to experience the "mean" streak in her...heeehaahaha ;d
ciao
For petes sake--this was the fifth time in 2 days...i really wanted to scream bak "who the f***k is this rohit.??n dude if he was ur friend how come he has given u my number"..buti dint..
Patiently i explained in the sweetest of voices..."see ithink uve got a wrong number here cos i guess u r callin me for the 5th time askin for rohit"...I tried to sound all sweetn patient but iguess my actin skills failed me n made the irritation in my voice a lil too obvious...
In a kinda scared but not at all apolojetic manner, the voice continued..."oh im sorry --i thot u were his gf"...
NOW THT DID IT---Now who on earth is this rohit guy n for heavens sake does heleave his cell wth his girlfriend who refusesto acknowledge him...lol...
Soeither this guy was tryin to pull my leg here or this "worm of a guy" rohit really existed...(pls rohit --whoever n wherever u r,ifu happen to stumble upon this post pls excuseme-im havin a bad day;d)
I was in no mood to speak further n so i cancelled the call...
In anothr hour or so, my cell started "singin" againremindin me i hav to change tht crappy ring tone ...onceagain the same voice askin for the same rohit...this guy was really tryin my patience now..
"wrong number" i snorted n hung up....n gotbak to my "surgery" text book---Here i was tryin to concentrate on the various kinda of goitres n their management but all wht wascomin to mind was "whocud this worm rohit be??"...
WELL, thr are a few rohits i know..rather knew..
thr was this guy in my 12th std tution batch who was atotal hunk n who i had this major crush on wch lasted a whole 2 months...;) till i found out he scored a duck in physics...:( Cud it be him ??...tryin to get bak to me n see if i remember orbetter still tryin to subtly remind me tht he still existed..wowww!!..but hell noo..why wud he
ok..rohit 2 was a real worm like guy,the dilton frm "archies" the kind who used to help me wth my chem experiments in junior college...it cud be him...but who cares??;)...Ill post him a "thanku" card someday for helpin me identify the "anions" in the salt whn i was in a state of "chemistery crisis"...
Well thr was anothr guy rohit--oe of my proff's son..buti dontthink he wudknowi exist..n he better not...afterall he is meanest proff's son.heehee..n its best tht the authorities dont know u so u can always escape scott free if u ever get caughtup in some mess...
Juss thn my phone rang again...NOW THIS WAS WAYY TOO MUCH...
Gotta put an end to this...
The familiar voice again.."rohit thr"
"oh rohit...yaa..im his girlfriend speakin..actually i wasent supposed to be tellin u this but rohit has been kinda avoidin ur calls if u havent noticed...he isnt around ..so i thoti shud tell u n save u the bill of callin up everytime...i dont think he wants to be friends wth u nemore n know wht he even called u a "worm"..."
(yeah, i pushed it a lil too much--the worm thing n all..but wanted to hav my share of fun)
Thr was silence at the othr end for a whole 10seconds...n thn i heard a click...ATLAST!!...
No more calls for rohit!!
Afterall this is pri's cell...so keep her out of this
or ull get to experience the "mean" streak in her...heeehaahaha ;d
ciao
October 23, 2005
chocoholic??...who me???
There are times in life whn i wish i boozed!
Today is one of those days...
Wud hav dropped dead drunk...
Unfortunately (for me)n fortunately (for my parents), i dont...
So hav to settle down for chocolate...sigh!!
n yet they seem to hav a problem wth even tht.??...
The world is against me!!! :((.
.snif.sniff!! :(
Today is one of those days...
Wud hav dropped dead drunk...
Unfortunately (for me)n fortunately (for my parents), i dont...
So hav to settle down for chocolate...sigh!!
n yet they seem to hav a problem wth even tht.??...
The world is against me!!! :((.
.snif.sniff!! :(
October 19, 2005
Dear god,
I was juss goin thru "CB'S"blog...(author of 5 pointsomeone--an amazing book) n itsaid bout a contest held by the "hindustan times" 2 welcome the launch of his book...The contest is all bout writing wht u wud like to speak to god if ever he thought of blessing u wth his presence...now thts interesting isnt it...???(the best entry gets his new book as the prize)
Tht set me thinkin wht i wud actually SPEAK to god ,had i been given this chance...well god wud sure hav a sore ear at the end of the conversation...cos i hav a lot to speak n whr he is concerned ,DEFINITELY...:)
Thinkin again, i wud rather mail him a letter...cos :
1) I feel im better off speakin to someone thru mails than face to face...heehee
2) I love to be the only one speakin most in the conversation..lol..n the amount of questions i hav to ask, thr wud probably be no time to wait for the answers in between..so pls god ..pls pls tk the time n mail me bak..i knowu r busy n i may be one of ur "less fav" mortals ..:(..but please..
(heyyy y am i pleading soo much...it says here tht god has chosen to speak to me....so kool...)
3) I knowu being very busy wont listen attentively thru the whole "1-sided conversation"(like most ppl who speak to me, whostart off listenin wth rapt attention wthout batting a eyelid and end up glancin at their watches,fiddling wth their cell phones or yawning)
So thr, wth all the reasons cited,let me proceed,
It wud probably start this way...here goes:
Dear god,
I ,pri,am utterly thrilled because uhav decided to speak to me..
It feels great to be the "chosen one"..esp whn u were juss bout to feel miserable cos u happen to be the chosen one for all "sad" things most of the time...But this has juss proved me wrong..cos i know tht u not onlyhav been listenin to all my cribbings but hav also decided to get bak to me...(the wait was long though..but its ok..the thought being listened byu is worth the wait.:) )
So wthout wasting much of ur time,iwud like to ask u things i always wanted to...Mebe u hav heard this a thousand times before(if uve been listenin to my prayers)Butjuss incase u were ignorin me (for reasons ill'l never know or understand) or mite hav been too busy,thn lemme ask u yet again...
Almost everythingi wanttoasku revolves around one word god, n tht word is "WHY"...ok lets tk things one at a time...the rapidfire starts...
WHY do u make ppl fall in love whn u know tht its "not to be"...??..
WHY do u get feelings involved whn u know they wont be reciprocated??
WHY do u giv ppl hope tht everythin will be fine whn actually nothin turns out tht way...
WHY cant u make everyone get wht they want...(ok ok ..as long as its nothin got to do wth terrorism n harming othrs)
Why are babies dying 10 seconds after they r born--(ths one i cud never understand--wht kind of justice istht?..why are they given thechance to seea whole new life in the first place if its juss gotta be for 10secods??)
Why are ppl born wth handicaps n deformities wth no fault of
their own..??
WHY r the same ppl always given the biggest dreams (rightfully) but yet the horrid feelin tht they mite never get to lead a normal life..??
WHY does the world call thm "special" or "children of god" n make thm feel different n hows thtu dont donethin bout it..if they r urfav ,is the way u treat ppl u like...??
WHY do u do things wch make ppl feel in the end tht they shud hav seen it comin...??
WHY dontu make sure they realise it whn they HAV to...??
WHY are ppl born wth ailments they cant even dream of curing??
WHY are the poor given big dreams wch they rnt able to fulfill cos they dont hav the means to n the rich ,the fate tht they mite never be fulfilled inspite ofhavin the means to??
WHY do millions of ppl die everyday (in planecrashes, earthquakes) wth absolutely no fault of theirs??
WHY??WHY??WHY??
I know tht u must be havin a very good answer to all of this..n im also aware thtu may choose not to giv itto me..:)
I know tht inspite of these "why's" ...we still say tht "life is beautiful" n the credit goes to none else but u..so HATS OFF...!
cos u r the one who hasent only put obstacles thr but alsoseen to it tht we hav the courage to face thm...
Mebe these trials we hav togo thru make life interesting...
Mebe its the heartbreaks we encounter tht teach us to make the right choices...
Mebe its the troubles wch teach us to tk life wth a smile...
but yet..god ..i wish u wud resort to better ways to make us stronger ,cos not everyone has a threshhold wch can be gauged..
Wht if u got fooled by someones fake smiles n be led into thinkin tht she/he could tk more...think bout it...:)
on tht note...
i remain,
urs always (cribbing, fuming, ranting ,demanding,assuming)
pri (ur fav "chosen one")
PS: make sure u never leave me alone...n yaadont ever leave my side..i want to know tht u r listenin everytime i speak tou..n heyy do reply once in a while if u rnt toobusy..:)
Tht set me thinkin wht i wud actually SPEAK to god ,had i been given this chance...well god wud sure hav a sore ear at the end of the conversation...cos i hav a lot to speak n whr he is concerned ,DEFINITELY...:)
Thinkin again, i wud rather mail him a letter...cos :
1) I feel im better off speakin to someone thru mails than face to face...heehee
2) I love to be the only one speakin most in the conversation..lol..n the amount of questions i hav to ask, thr wud probably be no time to wait for the answers in between..so pls god ..pls pls tk the time n mail me bak..i knowu r busy n i may be one of ur "less fav" mortals ..:(..but please..
(heyyy y am i pleading soo much...it says here tht god has chosen to speak to me....so kool...)
3) I knowu being very busy wont listen attentively thru the whole "1-sided conversation"(like most ppl who speak to me, whostart off listenin wth rapt attention wthout batting a eyelid and end up glancin at their watches,fiddling wth their cell phones or yawning)
So thr, wth all the reasons cited,let me proceed,
It wud probably start this way...here goes:
Dear god,
I ,pri,am utterly thrilled because uhav decided to speak to me..
It feels great to be the "chosen one"..esp whn u were juss bout to feel miserable cos u happen to be the chosen one for all "sad" things most of the time...But this has juss proved me wrong..cos i know tht u not onlyhav been listenin to all my cribbings but hav also decided to get bak to me...(the wait was long though..but its ok..the thought being listened byu is worth the wait.:) )
So wthout wasting much of ur time,iwud like to ask u things i always wanted to...Mebe u hav heard this a thousand times before(if uve been listenin to my prayers)Butjuss incase u were ignorin me (for reasons ill'l never know or understand) or mite hav been too busy,thn lemme ask u yet again...
Almost everythingi wanttoasku revolves around one word god, n tht word is "WHY"...ok lets tk things one at a time...the rapidfire starts...
WHY do u make ppl fall in love whn u know tht its "not to be"...??..
WHY do u get feelings involved whn u know they wont be reciprocated??
WHY do u giv ppl hope tht everythin will be fine whn actually nothin turns out tht way...
WHY cant u make everyone get wht they want...(ok ok ..as long as its nothin got to do wth terrorism n harming othrs)
Why are babies dying 10 seconds after they r born--(ths one i cud never understand--wht kind of justice istht?..why are they given thechance to seea whole new life in the first place if its juss gotta be for 10secods??)
Why are ppl born wth handicaps n deformities wth no fault of
their own..??
WHY r the same ppl always given the biggest dreams (rightfully) but yet the horrid feelin tht they mite never get to lead a normal life..??
WHY does the world call thm "special" or "children of god" n make thm feel different n hows thtu dont donethin bout it..if they r urfav ,is the way u treat ppl u like...??
WHY do u do things wch make ppl feel in the end tht they shud hav seen it comin...??
WHY dontu make sure they realise it whn they HAV to...??
WHY are ppl born wth ailments they cant even dream of curing??
WHY are the poor given big dreams wch they rnt able to fulfill cos they dont hav the means to n the rich ,the fate tht they mite never be fulfilled inspite ofhavin the means to??
WHY do millions of ppl die everyday (in planecrashes, earthquakes) wth absolutely no fault of theirs??
WHY??WHY??WHY??
I know tht u must be havin a very good answer to all of this..n im also aware thtu may choose not to giv itto me..:)
I know tht inspite of these "why's" ...we still say tht "life is beautiful" n the credit goes to none else but u..so HATS OFF...!
cos u r the one who hasent only put obstacles thr but alsoseen to it tht we hav the courage to face thm...
Mebe these trials we hav togo thru make life interesting...
Mebe its the heartbreaks we encounter tht teach us to make the right choices...
Mebe its the troubles wch teach us to tk life wth a smile...
but yet..god ..i wish u wud resort to better ways to make us stronger ,cos not everyone has a threshhold wch can be gauged..
Wht if u got fooled by someones fake smiles n be led into thinkin tht she/he could tk more...think bout it...:)
on tht note...
i remain,
urs always (cribbing, fuming, ranting ,demanding,assuming)
pri (ur fav "chosen one")
PS: make sure u never leave me alone...n yaadont ever leave my side..i want to know tht u r listenin everytime i speak tou..n heyy do reply once in a while if u rnt toobusy..:)
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