Monthly Archives: January 2007

You know, there are times when you want to get rid of almost all memories that stay with you in your heart and mind. But then, you can’t really do that. Memories are like strong impressions that the mind automatically absorbs and stores. Mind is a funny thing. Complicated, yet carries the answers to almost all possible queries. It’s all an illusion of the mind, the manas. I don’t know what I am tryin to say here.

I finally moved in to a place of my own. Well, I do miss my hostel but I also feel damn kicked about this new place! Though I was very tired last night, I still managed to unpack most of my stuff and tried to set up my room. Well, technically, I am sharing it with another girl but the house is huge and hence I can set up whatever I want, wherever I want. I love the fact that the kitchen is well equipped; I can cook anytime! So, I am guessing there’l be lots of coffee in the middle of the night! I shall put up some pics of my place soon :D

Well, I have a weird thought process. It is very disjointed. Most of the times it sounds like I am maundering. Well okay, I know I do but then that’s how think; Almost straight!!!

It was her first death anniversary yesterday. I so wanted to call her parents but somehow I just couldn’t. I would either break down or just be so blank that even they would have nothing to say to me. And the worst thing is guilt, I haven’t called them since last February. Well, I prayed for her. Well, I don’t really wanna write about her. I’d rather keep this particular memory very personal. One memory I really want to cling on to. At the end of the day I am glad that I atleast got to spend sometime with that wonderful ray of hope called Anu. I miss you babe.

The weekend was cool and hectic and fun. A friend had come down to see me. But coz I had to shift I hardly spent any time with him. I feel sorry about that but darn!, I had a blast when we went out on Sunday night.

Oh, karaoke is fun. On Sunday night, I went with my friends to this place called “Firangi Paani” and had a b-l-a-s-t. We sang all songs as if we are all professional singers. Our throats got sore but we still sang. Oh, we also heard some amazing voices. Some people can really sing! Wow. hmmm. It was nice. I don’t know why the place is called “‘Firangi’ paan” though. Oh well. Whatever.

So, Rodger Waters in coming to Mumbai next month on the 18. And I am a huge Floyd fan. And it’s a long weekend. And the concert is on a Sunday. And I should *SO* go for the concert. BUT, I can’t! I have no money! It will cost me a bomb! I don’t know what to do!! Beg, borrow, steal? Well, maybe not the last option but how about the first two? hmm.

Shilpa Shetty won the much talked about show ‘Big Brother’. Well, good for her. But I am very impressed with the way she thanked all the Pakistanis and the entire Asian community for supporting her during the “Jade Goody’s episode”. Well, I don’t get the point of the show but I hope someone somewhere does. Whatever.

I dreamt that Moninder Singh, the psychpath who raped, killed and then ate the body parts of the departed children has been set loose in an amphi-theatre where a crowd of around 3,000 people is waiting for him. He is left in the middle of the ground and people start stoning him. It was crazy coz I was sweating as I dreamt. That f****r should actually be left to the public. Parents of all those children who fell victim to this psycho’s insanely sexual fantasies and ‘carnivorous’ instincts should chop his balls, cut his arms and legs and ears and nose with a sharp blade, slowly and slowly. Ok, I can’t write anymore on this, my palm becomes hot and I feel sick in my tummy.

Anyway, I can’t imagine life without radio. I love ‘Indigo’. It plays awesome songs, all the time. I also love Pink Noise on Radio City. Last night she played some great music; all love songs. Nice.

Why can’t money, for a change, actually grow on trees? I mean, I cannot attend the concert because I don’t have money and that just sucks. But then, usually Life does.

Oh well…

Oh, song? ‘Teri Deewaani”, Kailash Kher

State of mind? Restless, chaotic, occupied, stressed

Weather? Pleasantly, warmishly cold. :D

Rock and roll…

Well, to begin with, I am moving out of hostel over the weekend! :)

Life seems good as of now. Yesterday I saw this school kid help a blind woman cross the road and I fell in love with this world once again. Life. 

It’s been a superbly busy week at work and I have loved each and every minute of it.  Good fun. Oh crap, I still haven’t started working on my dissertation and I don’t know how on earth will I finish it in a week’s time!!!

PS- Any sort of help is totally, absolutely, completely acceptable :p

We are weird. We are never satisfied. Man, I have wanted to move out for a really long time, and now when I am actually moving out, I feel sad about leaving my hostel. Almost 2 years of total madness, fun, crazy women, late night chats, yummy food, crying sessions, dirty jokes, bonding, bitching etc etc…and this is how it ends. I close yet another chapter of my life and move on to write the next one. So, is it all about writing chapters now? O well. It’s good to move on but sometimes, it just hurts to leave behind things you hold so close to your heart.

It’s Anu’s first death anniversary on Monday. hmmm. I wonder what she is upto.

Ever wondered if there is someone who can be your ’soulmate’? I have wondered, I don’t know yet. I feel I do, but maybe I don’t. Or maybe I do. I don’t know!

Song? Too many songs man. All love songs though.

State of mind? Happy, confused, contemplative, blank

Weather? It’s getting hot. Well.

I am losing track again. I had thought I will write a lot but I don’t see that happening. 

Got a long weekend to go. Lots of things to do. Lots.

I love late night conversations. Too much fun. ” ehehehehe”

Okay, I am gonna stop now.

Rock and roll.

The previous entry was *not* written by me. Ninitha wrote it herself!

Lots of work. Lots of madness. Lots of people calling to say hi.

Nice.

Went out with friends last night. Had a BLAST! Did some stupid things. Sent weird messages. Made some crazy calls.

Whatever.

I hate it when people get ‘out of reach’. It’s annoying.

Life is funny.

Song? ‘Blowing in the wind’, Bob Dylan

State of mind? I don’t know.

Weather? It’s getting cold again.

Dream on…

i love ninitha…She is the best thing in the entire world..she means the world to me….she is awesome..i wish i had a daughter like her..Love ya babe..The impact you have had on ma life is something else…i love you..and please god please..please make her my daughter in my next life…love ya nin

I don’t know if it’s a good thing to ‘plan’. I don’t know if we can decide our own future. I don’t know if things you think that are so dear to you will stay forever. I don’t know if hoping is a good thing. I don’t know if what we think as right is actually right. I don’t know if you should do something which is so unlike you. I don’t know if you should go grab opportunities or should you wait for life to come to you coz if you deserve something, it’l come to you all by yourself, right? I don’t know if you should give in to destiny or go against the feirce flow of ‘fate’ and play around. I don’t know what life wants out of you. I don’t undersand life. I don’t want to understand it. I don’t know. I don’t know.

Song? ‘Trumpets’, Flipsyde

State of mind? Stuck. Stuck. Stuck.

Weather? I don’t know!!!

My workplace is a mad house. Everyone here is mad.

Man, I don’t know what to do!

It’s always a huge problem when the war is within you.

Head Vs Heart.

I want to shift out of hostel.

I am thirsty.

I want that teddy bear.

Losing track. Losing track. Losing track.

‘ And I don’t want the world to see me, coz I don’t think that they’d understand’

I don’t know. I don’t wanna see anyone, meet anyone. I don’t wanna bump into some old friend I haven’t seen in ages. I don’t wanna go back and smile at people as that’s the last thing I can force myself to do today.

Oh, about the Noida killings- a few torsos have been found around his house. Yuck. I got nothing more to say.

Song? Accidentally in love, Counting Crows

State of mind? Blank

Weather? Hot.

Do you think you can tell?

o well…

The crazy world in its crazy way,

does crazy things all the day…

-me( 15Jan,2007)

Winds blow soft into my face

 As I open the gate to the memory lane

A still world, the flowing dead pace

Trying to uncover memories,I feel refrain

Taking a step ahead was always tough

 But today, turning back is game

 I tumble on the path so rough

No one to watch, no one to blame

 The breeze brings back the yester year

And the past revives all over again

Thoughts freeze, moments flow as tears

It’s sorrow, it’s life, it’s love, it’s pain.

 Life is an unsolved mystery

It brings so much to look forward to

 And each moment becomes yet another history

Every future is a past, and it’s proved true

 I try to pick up the scattered pieces

Of a broken heart and shattered dreams

 It hurts me, it pains, it teases

I put them back in the memory stream

I pluck some petals as friends I

 take a pinch of clouds as hope

I borrow some soil as legends

I steal some shadows as a scope

I gather them all and run ahead

 Closing back the gate of memory lane

 The past is gone-it’s void, it’s dead

 I run to my future, there’s so much to gain…

Me ( 13th Nov, 2005)

I walk past time,

I run by my past,

I brush through my present,

I wait for my last.

Me (15 Jan, 2007)

Mindless talks,Random thoughts,

Craving for the useless rots,

I sit here alone by the grim window pane,

The broken dreams keep falling down

 I pick them up, grain by grain. 

The dull dark night sky,

Sinking into my mood tonight

Makes me feel worn out and dry

I live in my moments of fright 

It’s a scary night I’ll be living by

It has no rhythm no theme,

I’m scared of dreaming one more time…

Scared of another broken dream 

Me (9th of March, 2005)