I was tagged by Niks ... and since I have nothing better to do on a lazyyyyy sunday night... :P :D
Rules:
Respond and rework – answer these questions on your blog, replace one question that you dislike with a question of your own, and add one more question to the list. Then tag eight or ten other new set of people.
1.What is your current obsession?
-- Microsoft Silverlight (I realise I sound VERY lame)
-- SQL (even lamer I know) :D
-- Old songs I had not heard for ages - MLTR, Savage Garden, BSB, Westlife, ABBA, Six Pence None The Richer, and the list actually goes on and on.. :P
2. What are you wearing today?
My fav PJ's and old tee that says BITCH :P oh wait, add a grey, incredibly warm, sweatshirt to that.
3. What’s for dinner?
Egg Curry!! MY FAV! :)
4. What’s the last thing you bought?
Hmmm, new Catwalk shoes, a new top from shoppers (which as my mom yelled at me I wont be wearing to office anyway :P), 2 books - 2states & The other side of the moon.
5. What are you listening to right now?
One of my all time fav - One last breath - CREED
6. What do you think about the person who tagged you?
Adorable, Sweet, Sex maniac :P, Chindi, Ullu, Duffer :P wait forgot, Lovable :)
7. If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be?
Prague/Florence/Holland/Rome/penthouse in Chicago.
8. What are your must-have pieces for summer?
Glares.. Suntan lotion :P.. Summer dresses..
9. If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?
IITD to whack a few people, Oracle - Hyd to go first whack, then give one tight hug, and College Quad just to .. reminisce... :)
10. Which language do you want to learn?
Bengali because I think it sounds very sexy.
11. What’s your favourite quote?
Lolz. MANY. For futher references refer http://www.pinkperiwinkles.blogspot.com/ :D
My latest favourites are : *drumroll*
If JAVA actually had a garbage collector, the program would delete itself upon execution! (Yes I hate JAVA THT much :P)
Microsoft is NOT the answer. Its the question. The answer is NO! :P
UNIX is simple. It takes a genius to understand its simplicity - Dennis Ritchie.
The problem with troubleshooting is that sometimes trouble shoots back! :D
If at first you dont succed, call it version 1.0 *ROFL... so TRUE man!!* :P
Ok enough, people are getting bored..moving on.. :D
12. Who do you want to meet right now?
Ahh!! many people.. my friends who I havent seen for ages, a certain someone Im so totally crazy about, my best friend who is a lil confused about life right now and probably needs me a lot, some of my blogger friends with whom I share such incredibly deep connections with.. Lots of people... :)
13. What is your favourite colour?
You dont ask a artist which is her favourite color. They all are favourites :)
14. What is your favourite piece of clothing in your own closet?
My fav blue jeans and my fav black top :P lolz that was so vague :P
15. What is your dream job?
Dream? Well here I go - Anchoring 1000 places to see before you die/ Nat Geo Photographer/Teaching kids :)
16. What’s your favourite magazine?
Nat Geo, Cosmo, Seventeen :P, Vogue (yes my parlor wali keeps them :P yes she is very expensive :P), ME , DIGIT
17. If you had $100 now, what would you spend it on?
Clothes, Books, Clothes, shoes, Clothes, food, and more Clothes :P
18. What do you consider a fashion faux pas?
Wearing mismatched colors. *ugh!*
Glittery clothes in broad daylight! :O who does that??!! seriously WHO does that!
Mismatched shoes :P
Wearing clothes that are one size too small. They dont do anything for you trust me.
19. Who according to you is the most over-rated style icon?
SRGay :D
20. What kind of haircut do you prefer?
See I have long curly tresses, so I like a cut that keep them all disheveled tumbling around my shoulders. :)
21. What are you going to do after this?
Sleep! Monday tomorrow. Busy week ahead.
22. What are your favorite movies?
MANY! To name a few - A walk to remember, Serendipity, Forrest Gump, Pursuit of Happyness, Dirty Dancing, Step Up 1&2.
23.How many tabs are turned on in ur browser right now?
Baapre! You really wanna know???umm.. 14 :P
24. What inspires you?
My friends who just wont give up on me :)
25. Give us three styling tips that always work for you.
Be Honest. No matter who it is/whatever situation.
Keep your promises. Dont make ones if you know you cant keep them.
Never fake emotions towards anyone.
26. What do you do when you “have nothing to wear” (even though your closet’s packed)?
Go shop for more!!!! DUH! :P
Sometimes, since desperate times call for desperate measures, so go mix n' match :P
27. Coffee or tea?
Coffee.
28. What do you do when you are feeling low or terribly depressed?
I write! Seriously, I'll weave it all in some story, or rant, or be cryptic and write codes! :P
Then go listen to awesome music, talk with a few friends and Im all done! :) happy happy again! :)
Actually theres Plan B too if this doesnt work :P
--Get in bed wid my fav PJ's, popcorn, pull the curtains and have a movie/season's marathon :P :D
--Next get out of bed, go SHOPPING! Always works. :P :D
30. Which other blogs do you love visiting?
Can I be narcissistic and say ME! :P Ok kiddin kiddin... Areee! I cant choose! I like them all. I will follow you only if you have something good for me to read. :) So all those who I follow.
31. Favorite Dessert/Sweet?
I dont have a sweet tooth at all, save a few chocolates, so Ill say Rocher. Its my weakness :P
32. Favorite Season?
Monsoon. Hands Down. You cant stay in Mumbai and NOT fall in love with the rains :)
33. If I come to your house now, what would u cook for me?
I cook(?) awesome omelets. So maybe that with toast and butter :P
34. What is the right way to avoid people who purposefully hurt you?
Neglect. Detach. They dont matter anymore. Hating them or trying to hurt them back wont help so dont go down that way. Peace! :)
35. What are you afraid of the most?
No longer being important to all those people who are important to me. Fading away without a trace. It scares me to be forgotten.
36:What brings a smile on your face instantly?
When Im thinking about him (my friends would chorus here: ALL THE TIME) Awesome! So I smile all the time :D
37:What makes me the most sad?
I am happy most times, so getting sad is once in a while, once in a blue moon activity, that I absolutely HATE! ... I'll say refer last post :P *sigh!*
38: (Changed question) One random thing about you :D
Im such a talkative person but sometimes when I dont want to talk to anyone, Ill put my headphones on and pretend like Im listening to music. Totally ignore people :D True Story. :P
39: (New Question) Which hand of yours do you like more? The right one or the left? Why? (You cant ask me to add a question and expect it to be sane one ok? :D)
Right! Because of my tatttoooo!!! :D
And I tag...Noone, because I know noone likes to do tags anymore. Bleh! :P
P.S: Im really velli I know :P
Nov 8, 2009
Nov 7, 2009
RANT!!!
This is probably the craziest phase of my life. I mean this is the craziest as it has EVER got.
Ok get this. I get hit on like atleast 5 times in a day. My best friend is falling for me and I dont like it because it means losing a part of my ownself someday. My other best friend wants to rekindle some wayward sparks that flew back in like 2003!! On top of that, I get the LAMEST pick up lines possible. I mean it DOESNT help if you cant speak proper english and on top of that you try asking a girl out. : Ask in hindi its allright. (ofc youll get a no anyway if you reek of bad perfume : )
And what is the worst part of this? That Im such a pathetic loser. I mean who, WHICH crazy girl in the world would still like someone who doesnt like her back? WHO continues to like the idiot whos probably having a good life minus her? WHO I ASK WHO??? Which utterly useless no kaam dhanda loser would do something so cruel to her own heart!!!! I need a whack seriously! : And on top of all that when it doesnt matter a rats ass to him about all the flirting and all the hitting on... not even me joking about picking one out of the herd of crazy people... it just makes me mentally kick myself for being such a fool. *kicks herself* Sometimes I feel like... crying! I mean ya actually I just feel like sitting and bawling... but if theres anything I hav learnt from my past, a tough girl keeps her shit in line and holds her head up and fakes a smile even when she is breaking inside. And thats what I do.
Its less than a month for my birthday and Im least excited. I pretend to be excited and pretend like Im waiting for it, but the fact is Im dreading it. I hate knowing that its my birthday and Im just going to be alone... I just hate it. *sigh!* Im ranting right now Ill probably be all nice and cheerful tomorrow, but right now Im feeling so frustrated! And so fcking close to tears!!! ARGH!
Annie.
P.S: Dont tell me its ok, Dont tell me it will be fine because it wont be, Dont say anything. I just wanted you to listen. So thanks.
Ok get this. I get hit on like atleast 5 times in a day. My best friend is falling for me and I dont like it because it means losing a part of my ownself someday. My other best friend wants to rekindle some wayward sparks that flew back in like 2003!! On top of that, I get the LAMEST pick up lines possible. I mean it DOESNT help if you cant speak proper english and on top of that you try asking a girl out. : Ask in hindi its allright. (ofc youll get a no anyway if you reek of bad perfume : )
And what is the worst part of this? That Im such a pathetic loser. I mean who, WHICH crazy girl in the world would still like someone who doesnt like her back? WHO continues to like the idiot whos probably having a good life minus her? WHO I ASK WHO??? Which utterly useless no kaam dhanda loser would do something so cruel to her own heart!!!! I need a whack seriously! : And on top of all that when it doesnt matter a rats ass to him about all the flirting and all the hitting on... not even me joking about picking one out of the herd of crazy people... it just makes me mentally kick myself for being such a fool. *kicks herself* Sometimes I feel like... crying! I mean ya actually I just feel like sitting and bawling... but if theres anything I hav learnt from my past, a tough girl keeps her shit in line and holds her head up and fakes a smile even when she is breaking inside. And thats what I do.
Its less than a month for my birthday and Im least excited. I pretend to be excited and pretend like Im waiting for it, but the fact is Im dreading it. I hate knowing that its my birthday and Im just going to be alone... I just hate it. *sigh!* Im ranting right now Ill probably be all nice and cheerful tomorrow, but right now Im feeling so frustrated! And so fcking close to tears!!! ARGH!
Annie.
P.S: Dont tell me its ok, Dont tell me it will be fine because it wont be, Dont say anything. I just wanted you to listen. So thanks.
Oct 27, 2009
Life...
"What hurts the most ... was being so close"
- Rascal Flatts
I had not expected a lot of comments on my last post. Infact I had not expected any comments at all.. maybe hysterical phonecalls :P *which I got*, some super angry yelling *which also I got*.. Least of all, I had expected the object of my affection to come here, read the post, knowing its for him.. and well... dying in utter shock :P Ok jokes apart, since I think my readers have a right to know, how far along am I in my miserable love story, well, the news is... that there is NO story. Anymore. *sigh!* Well heres what happened..
So a lil birdie told him to go see my blog because the latest post 'was meant for him'. This was done apparently because I will never tell him the same myself, which is probably as close to the truth as it is. So anyway he came, he saw and he refused. *sad smile* No, it isnt the girl in question but the scars run deep *which I dont quite believe true, its probably the safest way to say no and not hurt me* and yes, we still remain friends *which also looks quite bleak anyway* So all in all its one big mess.
Im not the sort of person who has flings. Definitely not the kind to like someone and forget that soon. In his own words Im supposed to have no expectations and as strange as it may sound, I have absolutely none. Lolz. Im weird I know. But then again, I cannot, simply cannot forget what I feel for him. And the stupid duffer still makes me smile. Even now when conversation is down to a bare minimum. *bangs head on desk and wails loudly* :P
So after a miserable 2 days, I was brooding *myyyy gawwwddd!!!! it SO doesnt become me.. sheesh!* and thinking about stuff. I realised that Life is such a strange thing. It doesnt wait for anyone.. anything. No matter what you do.. maybe something good... or something bad.. it always gives you a new day. A new chance. You get hurt and it gives you time.. to heal all wounds, to help you reclaim your happiness. You wish for a lot of things in life, some of those wishes end up coming true... and some, well they dont. Maybe that is the best way to it all. I may not make any sense, but thinking about that made me a lil bit calmer.
And the best part of Life is that it gives you people that are just perfect for you. To hurt you, to teach you, to make you stronger and a few special ones to strip you down to your truest self. I have had them all. I have the bestest friends in the whole world. People who care for me so much that me being upset makes them call me 10 times in a day to make sure Im not thinking too much. Thanks you guys! :)
Another good thing about life is how it gives us little small sized suprises. How you sit at office, upset because you so desperately like someone while that person may not even talk to you as before ever again, brooding about life but putting up a happy face because thats how people like to see you.. and then the popup appears.
'You have 1 new mail'
-Annie.
P.S: More on that mail later. *creates mystery and leaves with a grin on her face*
- Rascal Flatts
I had not expected a lot of comments on my last post. Infact I had not expected any comments at all.. maybe hysterical phonecalls :P *which I got*, some super angry yelling *which also I got*.. Least of all, I had expected the object of my affection to come here, read the post, knowing its for him.. and well... dying in utter shock :P Ok jokes apart, since I think my readers have a right to know, how far along am I in my miserable love story, well, the news is... that there is NO story. Anymore. *sigh!* Well heres what happened..
So a lil birdie told him to go see my blog because the latest post 'was meant for him'. This was done apparently because I will never tell him the same myself, which is probably as close to the truth as it is. So anyway he came, he saw and he refused. *sad smile* No, it isnt the girl in question but the scars run deep *which I dont quite believe true, its probably the safest way to say no and not hurt me* and yes, we still remain friends *which also looks quite bleak anyway* So all in all its one big mess.
Im not the sort of person who has flings. Definitely not the kind to like someone and forget that soon. In his own words Im supposed to have no expectations and as strange as it may sound, I have absolutely none. Lolz. Im weird I know. But then again, I cannot, simply cannot forget what I feel for him. And the stupid duffer still makes me smile. Even now when conversation is down to a bare minimum. *bangs head on desk and wails loudly* :P
So after a miserable 2 days, I was brooding *myyyy gawwwddd!!!! it SO doesnt become me.. sheesh!* and thinking about stuff. I realised that Life is such a strange thing. It doesnt wait for anyone.. anything. No matter what you do.. maybe something good... or something bad.. it always gives you a new day. A new chance. You get hurt and it gives you time.. to heal all wounds, to help you reclaim your happiness. You wish for a lot of things in life, some of those wishes end up coming true... and some, well they dont. Maybe that is the best way to it all. I may not make any sense, but thinking about that made me a lil bit calmer.
And the best part of Life is that it gives you people that are just perfect for you. To hurt you, to teach you, to make you stronger and a few special ones to strip you down to your truest self. I have had them all. I have the bestest friends in the whole world. People who care for me so much that me being upset makes them call me 10 times in a day to make sure Im not thinking too much. Thanks you guys! :)
Another good thing about life is how it gives us little small sized suprises. How you sit at office, upset because you so desperately like someone while that person may not even talk to you as before ever again, brooding about life but putting up a happy face because thats how people like to see you.. and then the popup appears.
'You have 1 new mail'
-Annie.
P.S: More on that mail later. *creates mystery and leaves with a grin on her face*
Oct 23, 2009
Nuts about you...
I wish I could tell you how crazy Im about you..
I wish I could tell you that your feather-light touch on my hand, as you fingered my tattoo, oh-so-softly, made tiny electric currents run down my spine... no touch had ever felt so intimate...
I wish I could tell you that.. no, I dont get butterflies in my tummy whenever I talk to you... nor do I imagine seeing a future with you.. the sort of things you do generally... but I know that talking to you makes my insides fill with a warm feeling... and I m still wondering WHY I always always smile whenever I hear your voice.
I wish I could tell you that I think about you every day.. every second.. N all my friends have to do is to turn and catch me smiling to know you are on my mind...
I wish I could tell you that it makes me incredibly happy to be one of your closest friends, while each second I wish I could be someone more than that..
I wish I could tell you it makes me bitterly jealous to know you have been out with her, but happy too, because well.. atleast someone out of the two of us is happy... so what if it isnt me... *sad smile*
I wish I could tell you that you talking about her making my heart clench in a way that makes it difficult to breathe.. you talking about being confused.. might not mean anything to you or her... but it hurts me like someone was physically hurting me... because it means she's still there in a place I can never fill...
I wish I could tell you that when you talk about never wanting to get hurt that way again.. I feel like telling you I promise I will never hurt you ever.. look at me..
I wish I knew all the answers.. I wish I could ask you all the questions...
Like an utterly foolish person I wish someday you would turn and hold my hand and say Im nuts about you too.. *sighh!!!!*
Why dont I say all of that?..
Well maybe because.. I know I will never mean as much to you as she does.. maybe because I know you will never hold onto me as you did for her...
maybe because.. she is so near... whereas Im so so far..
maybe because... I am afraid. Of losing you. Because you being in my life, even if just as a friend, means much much more to me than you will probably ever know.
maybe because.. I am just afraid.. no reasons.. just scared totally out of my wits..
maybe because...you might never have thought of me in that way.. maybe never will...
maybe because.. I am probably the last person you might ever think about in that way.. simply because Im so plain.. nothing about me is even the slightest bit interesting.. *sad smile*
maybe because there might be a millions girls nuts about you.. and Im just one random person in the crowd for you...
*sigh!*
Annie.
P.S: I'm so totally NUTS about you...
I wish I could tell you that your feather-light touch on my hand, as you fingered my tattoo, oh-so-softly, made tiny electric currents run down my spine... no touch had ever felt so intimate...
I wish I could tell you that.. no, I dont get butterflies in my tummy whenever I talk to you... nor do I imagine seeing a future with you.. the sort of things you do generally... but I know that talking to you makes my insides fill with a warm feeling... and I m still wondering WHY I always always smile whenever I hear your voice.
I wish I could tell you that I think about you every day.. every second.. N all my friends have to do is to turn and catch me smiling to know you are on my mind...
I wish I could tell you that it makes me incredibly happy to be one of your closest friends, while each second I wish I could be someone more than that..
I wish I could tell you it makes me bitterly jealous to know you have been out with her, but happy too, because well.. atleast someone out of the two of us is happy... so what if it isnt me... *sad smile*
I wish I could tell you that you talking about her making my heart clench in a way that makes it difficult to breathe.. you talking about being confused.. might not mean anything to you or her... but it hurts me like someone was physically hurting me... because it means she's still there in a place I can never fill...
I wish I could tell you that when you talk about never wanting to get hurt that way again.. I feel like telling you I promise I will never hurt you ever.. look at me..
I wish I knew all the answers.. I wish I could ask you all the questions...
Like an utterly foolish person I wish someday you would turn and hold my hand and say Im nuts about you too.. *sighh!!!!*
Why dont I say all of that?..
Well maybe because.. I know I will never mean as much to you as she does.. maybe because I know you will never hold onto me as you did for her...
maybe because.. she is so near... whereas Im so so far..
maybe because... I am afraid. Of losing you. Because you being in my life, even if just as a friend, means much much more to me than you will probably ever know.
maybe because.. I am just afraid.. no reasons.. just scared totally out of my wits..
maybe because...you might never have thought of me in that way.. maybe never will...
maybe because.. I am probably the last person you might ever think about in that way.. simply because Im so plain.. nothing about me is even the slightest bit interesting.. *sad smile*
maybe because there might be a millions girls nuts about you.. and Im just one random person in the crowd for you...
*sigh!*
Annie.
P.S: I'm so totally NUTS about you...
Oct 18, 2009
Mindblowing Welcome - III
The guys who have come in are very drunk and immediately the guys form a protective circle around us. :P Drunk#1 takes one look at the open vending machine, the coke in Deepaks hand, and looks like hes going to have a spasm :P Drunk#2 is a wimp of sorts who obviously looks up to & acts like he follows all instruction by Drunk#1.
Drunk#1 quickly summarises the issue at hand in his own words - we are the drunk youngsters *which we were NOT!!!*, who decided to stay back in the dining hall when everyone else has gone back to their rooms *we were FORCED to stay there because of the freaking hail!!!* & we decided to vandalize the hall.. *rolls eyes* :
Comes next is the most hilarious convincing game we have ever played :P
Drunk#1 : Yeh dekho yeh diwal, aap logon ne todd ki (accusingly) Look here, you people have broken this wall.
Pratik : (calmly) Humne nai todi baba, dekho yeh darwaza, hawa se yeh zorse takraya aur diwal ki frame ki wajah se toot gaya.. We didnt do anything, because of the wind, the door slammed into the wall & it broke because of the frame.
Drunk#1 : (vehemently) mereko c****** mat banao. main engineer hu!!! dont make a fool of me, im an engineer
Gulshan: (even more aggressively) Aree toh hum kya hai? Hum bhi engineers hai!!! Accha aisa hai toh aap diwal todd ke batao!!! :P :P :P Then what are we? We are also engineers. if it is indeed so the break the wall & show me!!
Deepak & Pratik hurry toward to calm down our Batinda ki sikhni :P
Next these people go into a half an hour worth of lectures which started at kharab quality of cement used for building the wall and ranged over the entire Mechanics we learned in 1st year, & finally ended when Drunk#2 took the discussion to deeper waters when he spotted the coke bottle which was STILL in the idiot's hand! *rolls eyes*
Drunk#1 : yeh coke toh aapne churayi haina??!!! chori toh ki hai!! You have stolen the coke!!
Everyone looks here & there, wondering how to get out of this.
Deepak says: Haan toh yeh to maine li hai, toh aap merese paise le lo.... Main subah dene wala tha paise, yaha pe koi nai tha... he finishes rather lamely :P I have taken it, so take the money from me, There was noonbe here I was going to give the money in the morning.
After half hour of convincing , during which the storm calmed down to a slight wind & occasional lightening, we girls started getting really bored of the whole drama, Shilpa enquired (its around 1.30 in the night) is there any chicken left around here??!! :P , in true wizards style, we even took a few pics here & there, people posing & all, while Pratik & Deepak (the CR's of the class btw :P) sorted out the whole matter.
Finally after a long Bollywood like eventful night, we set out from the dining hall, its still dark, but there is no hail, its cold & my wet clothes are making me shiver like mad.. & then me & Pranita spotted something that made us shreik. The guys came running forward, anxiously looking at us, expecting some exclamation like "snake!" or "tiger!" lolz. As it turns out, the wind had shook up the mango trees all over the hotel area & the ground was strewn with kairi's (raw mango). And as expected me & Pranita went mad, running in opposite directions gathering up the mangos as if they were made of gold :P
We reach our rooms, & its starts to rain again. Deepak is disappointed his Bollywood fantasy didnt come true, and to cheer him up *wink wink* we invite him up to d girls room :P He, as expected, jumps at the chance, actually going in his room to check his hair & dab some perfume. lolz :P We trudge up to the CC's room (my room) where we throw the guys out & get changed of the wet clothes & the girls crib about how they are running out of night suits & then claiming my extra ones :P (I had 5 of them... what??!! I ALWAYS carry unneccsary stuff.. lolz Im a girl!! :P)
We go to the adjoining room, where a dumb charades session is already on the way. I go join Nik's team & take advantage of Mundu in the other team by giving movies like "syed abrahim ko tsunami se daar lagta hai" :O *we always give such crazy home productions :P* where Mundu hits the people sitting in the front row while depicting the word Tsunami *apparently this signifies destruction, hence he hit people :O :P :D* At last they get the movie *rolls eyes*. Nik is even more shana, he has invited signs for Biology, Physics & Chemistry (because we normally give complicated words from these subjects :P) & so we quickly get all the movies :P People start falling asleep & the Deepak proposes to shift the game to his room *in a come-hither-sultry voice* we throw pillows on him (and I think we even threw Rahul ON him) and shut him up :P
The dumb charades continued for hours, laughing & joking & dancing. We absolutely LOVED the first day of our 10 day trip, & at 5 in the morning, we girls retire to our rooms & another session starts - GOSSIP!!! :P :D :D the details of which I obv cant give here. :P We finally slept when the first rays of dawn started to creep into the room.
Morning revealed more secrets from the night. The funniest of which is this : Yogi had put this clothes in the evening to dry out on trees in the lawn *why would ANYONE do that!!! sheesh!!! :P* & during the storm all this clothes flew away & were found miles away from the original spot. But very strangely his underwear was in the same place. Making us all wonder, how can jeans fly away but not underwear!!! This provided the source of "IronMan Underwear" & "Yeh andaar ki baat hai" jokes all through the remainder of the trip...
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Damn I miss the awesome days! *sad smile* :)
Annie.
Drunk#1 quickly summarises the issue at hand in his own words - we are the drunk youngsters *which we were NOT!!!*, who decided to stay back in the dining hall when everyone else has gone back to their rooms *we were FORCED to stay there because of the freaking hail!!!* & we decided to vandalize the hall.. *rolls eyes* :
Comes next is the most hilarious convincing game we have ever played :P
Drunk#1 : Yeh dekho yeh diwal, aap logon ne todd ki (accusingly) Look here, you people have broken this wall.
Pratik : (calmly) Humne nai todi baba, dekho yeh darwaza, hawa se yeh zorse takraya aur diwal ki frame ki wajah se toot gaya.. We didnt do anything, because of the wind, the door slammed into the wall & it broke because of the frame.
Drunk#1 : (vehemently) mereko c****** mat banao. main engineer hu!!! dont make a fool of me, im an engineer
Gulshan: (even more aggressively) Aree toh hum kya hai? Hum bhi engineers hai!!! Accha aisa hai toh aap diwal todd ke batao!!! :P :P :P Then what are we? We are also engineers. if it is indeed so the break the wall & show me!!
Deepak & Pratik hurry toward to calm down our Batinda ki sikhni :P
Next these people go into a half an hour worth of lectures which started at kharab quality of cement used for building the wall and ranged over the entire Mechanics we learned in 1st year, & finally ended when Drunk#2 took the discussion to deeper waters when he spotted the coke bottle which was STILL in the idiot's hand! *rolls eyes*
Drunk#1 : yeh coke toh aapne churayi haina??!!! chori toh ki hai!! You have stolen the coke!!
Everyone looks here & there, wondering how to get out of this.
Deepak says: Haan toh yeh to maine li hai, toh aap merese paise le lo.... Main subah dene wala tha paise, yaha pe koi nai tha... he finishes rather lamely :P I have taken it, so take the money from me, There was noonbe here I was going to give the money in the morning.
After half hour of convincing , during which the storm calmed down to a slight wind & occasional lightening, we girls started getting really bored of the whole drama, Shilpa enquired (its around 1.30 in the night) is there any chicken left around here??!! :P , in true wizards style, we even took a few pics here & there, people posing & all, while Pratik & Deepak (the CR's of the class btw :P) sorted out the whole matter.
Finally after a long Bollywood like eventful night, we set out from the dining hall, its still dark, but there is no hail, its cold & my wet clothes are making me shiver like mad.. & then me & Pranita spotted something that made us shreik. The guys came running forward, anxiously looking at us, expecting some exclamation like "snake!" or "tiger!" lolz. As it turns out, the wind had shook up the mango trees all over the hotel area & the ground was strewn with kairi's (raw mango). And as expected me & Pranita went mad, running in opposite directions gathering up the mangos as if they were made of gold :P
We reach our rooms, & its starts to rain again. Deepak is disappointed his Bollywood fantasy didnt come true, and to cheer him up *wink wink* we invite him up to d girls room :P He, as expected, jumps at the chance, actually going in his room to check his hair & dab some perfume. lolz :P We trudge up to the CC's room (my room) where we throw the guys out & get changed of the wet clothes & the girls crib about how they are running out of night suits & then claiming my extra ones :P (I had 5 of them... what??!! I ALWAYS carry unneccsary stuff.. lolz Im a girl!! :P)
We go to the adjoining room, where a dumb charades session is already on the way. I go join Nik's team & take advantage of Mundu in the other team by giving movies like "syed abrahim ko tsunami se daar lagta hai" :O *we always give such crazy home productions :P* where Mundu hits the people sitting in the front row while depicting the word Tsunami *apparently this signifies destruction, hence he hit people :O :P :D* At last they get the movie *rolls eyes*. Nik is even more shana, he has invited signs for Biology, Physics & Chemistry (because we normally give complicated words from these subjects :P) & so we quickly get all the movies :P People start falling asleep & the Deepak proposes to shift the game to his room *in a come-hither-sultry voice* we throw pillows on him (and I think we even threw Rahul ON him) and shut him up :P
The dumb charades continued for hours, laughing & joking & dancing. We absolutely LOVED the first day of our 10 day trip, & at 5 in the morning, we girls retire to our rooms & another session starts - GOSSIP!!! :P :D :D the details of which I obv cant give here. :P We finally slept when the first rays of dawn started to creep into the room.
Morning revealed more secrets from the night. The funniest of which is this : Yogi had put this clothes in the evening to dry out on trees in the lawn *why would ANYONE do that!!! sheesh!!! :P* & during the storm all this clothes flew away & were found miles away from the original spot. But very strangely his underwear was in the same place. Making us all wonder, how can jeans fly away but not underwear!!! This provided the source of "IronMan Underwear" & "Yeh andaar ki baat hai" jokes all through the remainder of the trip...
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Damn I miss the awesome days! *sad smile* :)
Annie.
Oct 11, 2009
Mindblowing Welcome - II
We run to the dining hall that is dark and empty, but thankfully open for us to take shelter from the cold rain. The wind chimes make the most beautiful sounds as the wind kicks up a strom, trees and leaves swaying like they were made of paper. Shilpa and I are overcome with excitement as we get drenched to our skins in the cold harsh rain. We all stand on the front steps, reluctant to go in, take shelter because right then in the darkness, with not a single soul in sight, this was turning out to be quite some night.
Half of us are getting wet when some cold and INCREDIBLY heavy lands on my head. I give a howl of pain and squint up and realise that it was ice. Its raining HAIL!!! Cussing and howling we run into the hall, as big huge hailstones droped from the sky. The echoing sound in the darkness sounded like gunshots. The door refused to stay put and kept banging against the frame. We all wondered what to do next. It looked like we were stranded.
Pratik, Deepak and I try our engineering heads to somehow attach a big spoon used earlier in the night to serve chicken, to hold the door in place. After few miserable attempts we finally manage to shut the door. We all gather near the door, talking excitedly (my head injury all forgotten :P) All too soon, thanks to deepak, a Bollywood like situation was envisioned, with a group of young enthusiastic idiots forced to spend the night in a room togther as it rained (hailed) outside with no escape in sight. Maybe some singing and dancing (again thanks to deepak :P) Maybe some Bhoot ki kahaniyan. Our excitement knew no bounds. So its decided that we gather up some chairs and get cosy.
Deepak in his enthusiasm has gone to the Coke vending machine and finds that it is unlocked. So smartass decides its a awesome thing and grabs a coke and turns to us yelling 'Hey guys look at this!!!' Some of us are overjoyed and step towards the machine.
Then two things happened at the same time.
As our backs are turned towards Deepak, one huge hailstone comes and crashes right on the door glass. And a big crack runs right across it, it dislodges the spoon and with full force the door does a 180, sweeping over where we were standing exactly 2 seconds ago, and bangs on the wall. And large peices of the wall come crashing down.
For a split second noone moves a muscle.
Before we could make some sense of the broken door, the fast crumbling wall and the coke in Deepaks hand, two big burly men, also very drunk, come pushing into the room. They looked like they were the people in charge and boy oh boy, they did NOT look happy at all!
To be continued....
Half of us are getting wet when some cold and INCREDIBLY heavy lands on my head. I give a howl of pain and squint up and realise that it was ice. Its raining HAIL!!! Cussing and howling we run into the hall, as big huge hailstones droped from the sky. The echoing sound in the darkness sounded like gunshots. The door refused to stay put and kept banging against the frame. We all wondered what to do next. It looked like we were stranded.
Pratik, Deepak and I try our engineering heads to somehow attach a big spoon used earlier in the night to serve chicken, to hold the door in place. After few miserable attempts we finally manage to shut the door. We all gather near the door, talking excitedly (my head injury all forgotten :P) All too soon, thanks to deepak, a Bollywood like situation was envisioned, with a group of young enthusiastic idiots forced to spend the night in a room togther as it rained (hailed) outside with no escape in sight. Maybe some singing and dancing (again thanks to deepak :P) Maybe some Bhoot ki kahaniyan. Our excitement knew no bounds. So its decided that we gather up some chairs and get cosy.
Deepak in his enthusiasm has gone to the Coke vending machine and finds that it is unlocked. So smartass decides its a awesome thing and grabs a coke and turns to us yelling 'Hey guys look at this!!!' Some of us are overjoyed and step towards the machine.
Then two things happened at the same time.
As our backs are turned towards Deepak, one huge hailstone comes and crashes right on the door glass. And a big crack runs right across it, it dislodges the spoon and with full force the door does a 180, sweeping over where we were standing exactly 2 seconds ago, and bangs on the wall. And large peices of the wall come crashing down.
For a split second noone moves a muscle.
Before we could make some sense of the broken door, the fast crumbling wall and the coke in Deepaks hand, two big burly men, also very drunk, come pushing into the room. They looked like they were the people in charge and boy oh boy, they did NOT look happy at all!
To be continued....
Oct 8, 2009
Mindblowing Welcome - I
5th June 2009' .. Late evening..
Jim Corbett National Park.
The Wizards have finally reached Hotel Nirvana in Jim Corbett National Park after a long drive from Delhi, which was like a burning furnace. The heat has made us all tired as hell, and reaching our destination has made us all heave a sigh of relief. The hotels name puts Varu in a Nirvana song singing spree and she cant get enough of "Lithium". I m tired and hauling my BIG bag upstairs to our 1st floor room, has me wheezing for breath. The room is small but cosy, with a balcony overlooking a nice lawn. The sight of the AC makes us all go "Ahhhhhh" as we fall onto the bed, and for a while noone moves a muscle. We quickly discover something strange in the electricity system around the place. The AC being on means everything else goes kaput (weird i know) We refused to turn off the AC even for a second so we had to take showers in the dark. Since I take the longest time, I m the last one to freshen up. I start to feel human again after a cold water bath (singing "come as you are" in d bathroom) and I make my way alone to the dining hall which is at the end of the hotel grounds. After a good dinner of chicken (Ahhh) and YET another paneer dish, we make our way to the edge of the swimming pool and everyone takes up some seat, in chairs, loungers, and sunbathing chairs..
The sky is the color of ink, its getting colder, and as we are lounging there, some people decide to go catch up on some sleep. The CC's (me n my girlies) and few other wizards are reluctant to go, cz the breeze feels amazing. We sit there talking and joking, laughing and planning the next day. Suddenly, there was a flash at the horizon, and everyone sighs in relief. FINALLY the rains were going to make an appearance. Shilpa argues that it wasnt lightening, someone was taking pics and that was the flash. That has us rolling in laughter around the pool side. :P Soon enough, she is proved wrong, as the storm builds up, throws purple flashes of lightening across the cloudy sky. Everyone abandoned the idle chit chat, and gathered around the far side of the pool, sitting on the stone floor on the side of the pool, and watched the lightening as it progressed across the sky. The wind was catching up, and soon a dark cover of cloud covered up the entire sky. The lightnening was so strong, that it seemed that we could reach out a hand and touch it. It was intimadating and fascinating us at the same time. Everyone watched mesmerized.
Each flash more stunning than the last, had us getting up to our feet. Everyone switched off their cells and talks veered towards "What if we got stuck by lightening". Some enthusiastic people even start with "What causes lightening?" (Engineers through and through :P *rolls eyes*) When we thought that nothing could get more beautiful than this one, another flash ripped across the sky, proving us wrong. And then something happens that made us all give one collective gasp. The lights go off and we are plunged into total darkness.
The clouds gather up right above our heads and the winds start gathering force.. The lightening being the only source of light within miles in sight, every odd second it threw ghostly silver light on us. There was a jungle full of wild animals on the left side of us and a river flowing somewhere at the backyard. It was difficult to make out where the howling was some animal or the wind. It literally gave me the goosebumps to be standing there in the pitch black, excited and spooked at the same time, not knowing what will happen next. Then it starts to rain.
The lightening flashes again, the wind builds up so much that chairs start flying around, and we are running for cover from the sudden rain. The rain came suddenly, with full force, raining fat drops of cold water, that actually hurt. People hurry from the poolside, some people take leave now, a huge storm now very apparent. A few of us decided to stay on. CC's, King and Queen of hearts, Pak, Pooja, Karan run towards the now empty dining hall. I m the last one to walk away from the poolside, bcz the cold cold rain on my face feels so right. The rain falls on my face, feels like its washing away all that there was to do away with. There was so much going on in my mind before I left for this trip.. and suddenly for the first time in ages it seemed, I feel free. I feel happy.
It felt like it just couldnt get better than this.
Little did we know that the night was just beginning...
Jim Corbett National Park.
The Wizards have finally reached Hotel Nirvana in Jim Corbett National Park after a long drive from Delhi, which was like a burning furnace. The heat has made us all tired as hell, and reaching our destination has made us all heave a sigh of relief. The hotels name puts Varu in a Nirvana song singing spree and she cant get enough of "Lithium". I m tired and hauling my BIG bag upstairs to our 1st floor room, has me wheezing for breath. The room is small but cosy, with a balcony overlooking a nice lawn. The sight of the AC makes us all go "Ahhhhhh" as we fall onto the bed, and for a while noone moves a muscle. We quickly discover something strange in the electricity system around the place. The AC being on means everything else goes kaput (weird i know) We refused to turn off the AC even for a second so we had to take showers in the dark. Since I take the longest time, I m the last one to freshen up. I start to feel human again after a cold water bath (singing "come as you are" in d bathroom) and I make my way alone to the dining hall which is at the end of the hotel grounds. After a good dinner of chicken (Ahhh) and YET another paneer dish, we make our way to the edge of the swimming pool and everyone takes up some seat, in chairs, loungers, and sunbathing chairs..
The sky is the color of ink, its getting colder, and as we are lounging there, some people decide to go catch up on some sleep. The CC's (me n my girlies) and few other wizards are reluctant to go, cz the breeze feels amazing. We sit there talking and joking, laughing and planning the next day. Suddenly, there was a flash at the horizon, and everyone sighs in relief. FINALLY the rains were going to make an appearance. Shilpa argues that it wasnt lightening, someone was taking pics and that was the flash. That has us rolling in laughter around the pool side. :P Soon enough, she is proved wrong, as the storm builds up, throws purple flashes of lightening across the cloudy sky. Everyone abandoned the idle chit chat, and gathered around the far side of the pool, sitting on the stone floor on the side of the pool, and watched the lightening as it progressed across the sky. The wind was catching up, and soon a dark cover of cloud covered up the entire sky. The lightnening was so strong, that it seemed that we could reach out a hand and touch it. It was intimadating and fascinating us at the same time. Everyone watched mesmerized.
Each flash more stunning than the last, had us getting up to our feet. Everyone switched off their cells and talks veered towards "What if we got stuck by lightening". Some enthusiastic people even start with "What causes lightening?" (Engineers through and through :P *rolls eyes*) When we thought that nothing could get more beautiful than this one, another flash ripped across the sky, proving us wrong. And then something happens that made us all give one collective gasp. The lights go off and we are plunged into total darkness.
The clouds gather up right above our heads and the winds start gathering force.. The lightening being the only source of light within miles in sight, every odd second it threw ghostly silver light on us. There was a jungle full of wild animals on the left side of us and a river flowing somewhere at the backyard. It was difficult to make out where the howling was some animal or the wind. It literally gave me the goosebumps to be standing there in the pitch black, excited and spooked at the same time, not knowing what will happen next. Then it starts to rain.
The lightening flashes again, the wind builds up so much that chairs start flying around, and we are running for cover from the sudden rain. The rain came suddenly, with full force, raining fat drops of cold water, that actually hurt. People hurry from the poolside, some people take leave now, a huge storm now very apparent. A few of us decided to stay on. CC's, King and Queen of hearts, Pak, Pooja, Karan run towards the now empty dining hall. I m the last one to walk away from the poolside, bcz the cold cold rain on my face feels so right. The rain falls on my face, feels like its washing away all that there was to do away with. There was so much going on in my mind before I left for this trip.. and suddenly for the first time in ages it seemed, I feel free. I feel happy.
It felt like it just couldnt get better than this.
Little did we know that the night was just beginning...
Oct 2, 2009
100. Final Goodbye...
This is it. I have made it so far and me making it through today proves it that Im over you. This is my final goodbye. And its been such a long journey.
This day has meant so much to me for these last years. The 2nd of every month has meant so much to me. Everything that happened in the last years has meant so much to me. Words will never describe what I went through when we broke up. I never thought much of myself anyway, and least of all I imagined that I will ever be able to survive without you. I couldnt believe it for a second that I will ever go through one day, one moment without you. That was how much I loved you.
I never thought Ill be saying this, but its true, as I have spoken nothing but the truth out entire relationship, that, you dont mean anything to me at all. I do not love you anymore. You are a memory of something - not good not bad, nothing that can be defined in a word or two - that happened to me in the past. Like everything happens for a reason, you happened for a reason too. And the reason for just for me to realise that I am the toughest girl I have ever known. Damn right yeah! :)
This day symbolises NOT years ago, telling you I love you in the middle of that beautiful empty basketball court anymore. It doesnt mean waiting every month for you to remember. It will not ever mean loving someone so much and so deep that others can only just imagine. It doesnt mean Gomantak or cheese omelet and tea, it doesnt mean a walk outside the college gates, with fingers locked together.
It means getting over you. It means being free of blaming myself for being alone.It means opening my eyes and realising that I have the most incredible friends anyone could ever dream of. It means having a happy fulfilling life where there is no space for you. And as incredible as it might sound to you, because I know all you remember of me is a weak girl who couldnt do without you, Im happy even without you. :)
I dont know if life will ever bring us two face to face again, I dont know if we will ever talk again. Slowly and surely all channels of communication that could have existed between us are dying away, and Im letting them, because I realised Im ok without them. I dont know if fate will ever make us meet our pasts again. But I know, if that day ever comes, you will meet a person who is very happy with her life.
This is it Ro. This is the final goodbye.
Bye.
An's.
P.S: And btw, our picture is out of my wallet. :)
This day has meant so much to me for these last years. The 2nd of every month has meant so much to me. Everything that happened in the last years has meant so much to me. Words will never describe what I went through when we broke up. I never thought much of myself anyway, and least of all I imagined that I will ever be able to survive without you. I couldnt believe it for a second that I will ever go through one day, one moment without you. That was how much I loved you.
I never thought Ill be saying this, but its true, as I have spoken nothing but the truth out entire relationship, that, you dont mean anything to me at all. I do not love you anymore. You are a memory of something - not good not bad, nothing that can be defined in a word or two - that happened to me in the past. Like everything happens for a reason, you happened for a reason too. And the reason for just for me to realise that I am the toughest girl I have ever known. Damn right yeah! :)
This day symbolises NOT years ago, telling you I love you in the middle of that beautiful empty basketball court anymore. It doesnt mean waiting every month for you to remember. It will not ever mean loving someone so much and so deep that others can only just imagine. It doesnt mean Gomantak or cheese omelet and tea, it doesnt mean a walk outside the college gates, with fingers locked together.
It means getting over you. It means being free of blaming myself for being alone.It means opening my eyes and realising that I have the most incredible friends anyone could ever dream of. It means having a happy fulfilling life where there is no space for you. And as incredible as it might sound to you, because I know all you remember of me is a weak girl who couldnt do without you, Im happy even without you. :)
I dont know if life will ever bring us two face to face again, I dont know if we will ever talk again. Slowly and surely all channels of communication that could have existed between us are dying away, and Im letting them, because I realised Im ok without them. I dont know if fate will ever make us meet our pasts again. But I know, if that day ever comes, you will meet a person who is very happy with her life.
This is it Ro. This is the final goodbye.
Bye.
An's.
P.S: And btw, our picture is out of my wallet. :)
Sep 13, 2009
For my bestest friends....
The other day I read a blogpost (not the first of the kind) where the writer was overcome with emotions about all the blogging buddies she's made online. Its not the first of the kind, because it made me remember some poems and dedications I had read a while back, on blogs here and there, about all the blogging friends they had made. It was nice I guess, to credit blogging buddies for being the bestest, and discussing this with a few of my friends (n omg I have a gazillion :P Im definitely someone who has friends everywhere she goes :P) and a heated debate ensued. According to some of my friends, who dont blog, only do lukkhagiri on FB :P, having virtual friends is always weird, beacuse these people dont have a life. Shush now! A whackkkkk from me followed at the gustak's statement :P Cz I have met some of my closest friends online. :P anyway so we are straying from the topic... This post is about how I have some real life friends (who noone seems to be crediting on Blogsville) who are still my BESTEST friends :)
Padmaja moved to the Chennai right after 12th standard. We didnt meet much during Junior high, and we dont talk all that often, *lately thanks to FB we do*, but she still remains one of my closest friends. She has always been this really sweet girl, choir group (yeah we all are a pack of singers :P), intelligent, english mam's fav *right after me ofc :D* I remember the very first outing *shopping trip* that we girls had was because of her *her car :D* Whenever she comes here, we meet up and its like we have never been away at all. And that happenes only with best friends right? I mean people fall apart, fade away, whatever the term, when distance comes into the picture. But we didnt and Im awfully proud of each one of us for that. :)
I love you guys! Mwahhhhh!!!! :) :)
My school friends who I meet atleast once a week, go shopping with, go for weekend getaways... would you believe it that they havent yet read my blog? :P :D See, strange friends Ive got :P Ok so their big complaint is that I will write about anyone and everyone - from poems for fictional (for them) entities sitting in some godforsaken corner of the world to soft toys to heartbreaks and to silly crushes :P But according to them *sheepishly agrees* I have never mentioned them here. So here it is just for my oldest, bestest, sweetest, most WEIRD friends *what? don't glare! 1. you learnt that from me, n 2. you never came here anyway :P*
Riddhi, Padmaja and I became friends when we were in the sixth standard. I know no one will believe this but I used to like NEVER talk uptill the 7th :P I *yes yes me!* was awfully shy :P We became friends and stayed in the same class all the way till 10th. In the 8th Abha, Ketki joined us. Now this is the weirdest part, you know how bitchy girls are, and so each of us had heard ALL sorts of versions of what the other one was like, no points for guessing, most versions about me. Lolz. I have always been a controversial character :P :D But anyway, 1st day of 8th standard when we were alloted our seats, I rem this so distinctly, I smiled at Abha, and Ketki who sat behind her (I was in the adjacent row - all three always together cz we are short and hence always on the 1st& 2nd benches :P). One smile. Thats all. It took to become friends. *see now u know why i smile so much :P*
Life had different plans for us after school. Me and Riddhi ended up taking up engineering, Abha took up commerce, Ketki took up medical and Padmaja moved all the way to the other coast - chennai. The four of us who remained back, stangely, incredibly, because not many I know are still so close to school friends, we became even closer than school. :) The weekend getaways, the CRAZY shopping trips (Me Abha n Ketki once flirted with 3 guys in the shopping mall and imagine how much we kicked ourselves when we found SRK(them not me) n John(me me me!!!!) were outside for Kaals premeire :P :P :D) We have had countless night outs, sleepovers in our PJ's, discussions about guys and life and friendship and marraige and jobs... Countless lunches and dinners even breakfasts.. Countless wondering how we will be in 10 years from now, about meeting that one guy.. I have cried in front of them *yes im a big crybaby :P* about my broken heart, they were there when I literally had NO clue what I will do in life again. They have been the only people who have known me the longest, and always accepted me the way I am.
Abha is the chotisi bacchi of the group. Even though she scolds me everytime I want to buy one more teddybear at the mall, she is one baby pink - baby blue crazy girl. Aptly named "mini mayapuri" :P , the best part about her is that she has never ever ever been mean to anyone. She is simply incapable of being rude or mean or anything bad in anyway :) We have had countless shopping trips, buying everything from lingerie to cells :P and throw in a whole wardrobe in the middle :P
Ketki is the most matured girl, who had her books all done first in school :P & has the most practical approach to life. She and I were two people with the most volatile natures, and my dear god, have we had some serious fights??!!! And then we each used to storm off and people had to come get us together. Which we used to anyway, because we cant do without each other :) She has the voice of an angel and if she ever went on Idol she will win it, but stupid that she is, she doesnt take us seriously. *sigh!* someday we will kidnap her and send her on stage... someday.. :)
Riddhi is mad. No other word for her. She is the fashionista, drives like she is a racing god :P my flirting partner in crime :P (we have actually gone out with the same guy and then dumped him after respective first dates... *evil laugh*) She considers anything less than perfect hair, less than perfect attire to be a disaster and the girl will actually come to you and tell you you are one disaster :P She understands all jokes in the end, and then we have to laugh a second time with her, she is now in the US and she insists I still write her programs for her :P :) Damn I miss u girl!!! :(
Padmaja moved to the Chennai right after 12th standard. We didnt meet much during Junior high, and we dont talk all that often, *lately thanks to FB we do*, but she still remains one of my closest friends. She has always been this really sweet girl, choir group (yeah we all are a pack of singers :P), intelligent, english mam's fav *right after me ofc :D* I remember the very first outing *shopping trip* that we girls had was because of her *her car :D* Whenever she comes here, we meet up and its like we have never been away at all. And that happenes only with best friends right? I mean people fall apart, fade away, whatever the term, when distance comes into the picture. But we didnt and Im awfully proud of each one of us for that. :)
I love you guys, and I know we meet often enough *a whole week without you guys is LONG seriously*, but still I miss you :) You will always be a big big part of who I am, and whatever I am now would be impossible without you. I know we will remain just as close as we are now, even years from now. Someday we are going to sit with our teenaged kids and tell them about our escapades and argue about who said what, while playing rummy, where Abha will still be winning , me and Riddhi will still be cheating and Ketki will still be lost :P :D & hopefully by then we will NOT be calling paddy over the phone and shrieking into it about who is winning!! :)
I love you guys! Mwahhhhh!!!! :) :)
Sep 5, 2009
For YOU....
I just had to write this.
I miss you. I miss talking to you all night long. I miss talking to you on the phone, making you talk for long hours in the middle of the night, not caring about the balance. I miss calling you silly stupid names, laughing silently when you sing, frowning about how stubborn you are, how you one big stupid flirt. I miss arguing with you. I miss the way you say my name. I miss the connect calls. I miss your laugh - I never told you how buttery THAT was eh? :)
I miss roaming on the edge of the quad, my backpack slung over my shoulder, my head tilted left side, the phone at my ear, answering questions about my day. I miss waking up in the middle of the night at some godforsaken time, so we can talk YOUR time. I miss asking you stupid questions, that make you think. I miss reading your poems before anyone else. I miss smiling, because you made me.
I miss waking up and going online and reading your offlines, because you sent them because you knew I'll read them first thing in the morning. I miss writing you silly mails. I miss glaring at you, when your boss makes a appearance and you disappear. I miss missed calling you. I miss refilling just to talk to you. :) I miss telling you that I missed you.
I miss the carpet ride around the world. I miss dreaming. I miss being called sunshine, even though I know 3 months is not a lifetime for you, this summer was for me. I miss pouting, I miss diving under covers and I miss peeking from long lashes. I miss narrowing my eyes, waiting for you to be on time, for once. I miss thinking about you all the time. I miss boring V n M n B n whoever else about your talks all the time. I miss you so so much.
I miss telling you that you will always be important to me. I mean it you know :)
Annie.
P.S: This is utterly stupid I know, its just that I miss you a LOT tonight.... *sigh!*
I miss you. I miss talking to you all night long. I miss talking to you on the phone, making you talk for long hours in the middle of the night, not caring about the balance. I miss calling you silly stupid names, laughing silently when you sing, frowning about how stubborn you are, how you one big stupid flirt. I miss arguing with you. I miss the way you say my name. I miss the connect calls. I miss your laugh - I never told you how buttery THAT was eh? :)
I miss roaming on the edge of the quad, my backpack slung over my shoulder, my head tilted left side, the phone at my ear, answering questions about my day. I miss waking up in the middle of the night at some godforsaken time, so we can talk YOUR time. I miss asking you stupid questions, that make you think. I miss reading your poems before anyone else. I miss smiling, because you made me.
I miss waking up and going online and reading your offlines, because you sent them because you knew I'll read them first thing in the morning. I miss writing you silly mails. I miss glaring at you, when your boss makes a appearance and you disappear. I miss missed calling you. I miss refilling just to talk to you. :) I miss telling you that I missed you.
I miss the carpet ride around the world. I miss dreaming. I miss being called sunshine, even though I know 3 months is not a lifetime for you, this summer was for me. I miss pouting, I miss diving under covers and I miss peeking from long lashes. I miss narrowing my eyes, waiting for you to be on time, for once. I miss thinking about you all the time. I miss boring V n M n B n whoever else about your talks all the time. I miss you so so much.
I miss telling you that you will always be important to me. I mean it you know :)
Annie.
P.S: This is utterly stupid I know, its just that I miss you a LOT tonight.... *sigh!*
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