Hmmmm…this one post from my end goes to you Nimmz, for : (1) Temporarily bringing me out of the self-imposed hiatus from blogging, and, (2) the true Scorp that I am, I don’t generally go about revealing random things ( any number of them) about myself.
Still, on seeing that we do have so much in common (after reading your TAG), well, I think I’l just go ahead and try and pull out a few of those random stuff I can conjure up at this moment J
So, here goes….
1) I believe in Living Life Queen-Size…..yup yup yup….never care a hoot about bygones. Whether it’s enjoying myself to the hilt with my friends by doing some of the most craziest/ weirdest things we (me and a group of like-minded frenz) can ever think of, or living life for that very moment, I see to it tat I savor every bit of it, to never once leave an iota of doubt in my mind about whether that moment could have been lived better.
2) I talk talk and talk to myself, when am up to nothing, and have found that, that is one of my favorite stress-busters….be it creating my own real-life like situations, or replaying some of my past moments, I simply enjoy enacting those drama-in-real life all over again( in my mind , ofcourse), which sometimes translates to some sudden guffaws and conversations with me- myself!!!
3) I laugh like there’s no tomorrow...this is especially a very handy tool when:
a) I thoroughly enjoy the company of the people I am with i.e., they are as goofy as I am
b) I do not understand the high-fundoo joke the counterparty has just cracked, but seems to be enjoying the joke, and others( if at all) also seem to be joining in, apparently finding that piece of joke extremely funny
c) I’m talking over the phone, with one of my weirdo friends, and we’ve run out of topics to talk( yeah, we really enjoy that)
d) Some amusing thing I come across in ever day life
e) Or usually there’s no reason at all
4) I strongly believe that there’s absolutely no fun in living a really sane life….a little amount of insanity always adds that extra zing
5) I sing, but mostly for myself and to myself…another one of my fav stress-busters
6) I am an extremely independent soul. Sometimes, people mistake it as being emotionally cut-off, though in reality, that’s not quite the truth!!!
7) Very very secretive and mysterious….fall into the category of the types who would carry their secrets to the grave.
8) Think I have various shades to my personality….I’m a different person to different people. At times, I myself get amused about the variance of one of my personality shades from the other. As one of my aunt had suspected when I was a kid ( and something my mum strongly believes in), people say I have a split-personality!!!
9) And being the non-conformist that I always have been, I shall go ahead and write a ninth one, much against the rules of the game…(and I’ve already revealed what the nineth one is)….yeah, I’m a branded non-conformist…hate to stick to and follow rules, and always try and swim against the tide. Try laying down rules on me, and I shall fight ‘em tooth and nails…let me be the way I am, and I shall be the sweetest thing you’d ever know!!!!!
Caution: Reading this piece may cause some amount of apprehension about the character in question. Please treat this as a piece which may partly be a piece of fiction, as I always say” the true scorp that I am, I hate revealing things about myself”!!! still, Darna zaroori hai….. ;)
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Friday, February 23, 2007
Apun Ki V-Day
Almost a week after the hype and hoopla over V-Day died down, I sat down to pen down how the day went about for me and a group of like-minded singles (all frenz of mine).
I expected to write as usual…a boring ‘daasthaan’ of how me and my friends sat down by the corner seat of a hip-n-happenin ( for some, ofcourse) coffee place, and watched all the love-birds coochy-coo and fly past us, painting the whole place red, and leaving a whole other places (read, ours) totally totally ‘berang’.Things hit an abyss when our otherwise demure kaam-waali-bhai also walked in arm-in-arm with her ‘Bhai-frand’.
It also left a whole lot of unanswered questions on why Cupid only strikes a select few with those rosy arrows, and why certain others (read, us, again) , have been left wondering whether we have developed some kind of an immunity to the ‘happy’ wounds caused by his otherwise defectless art.
Or probably, on a six-sigma scale, we were those 3.4 millionth piece , that came out to be defective, when Cupid’s finesse was put to test.
To comfort ourselves, we constantly reminded each other of how pricelessly great we were, and how no ordinary mortal deserved diamonds (did I leave out something even more precious!!??) like us. But deep inside, we knew there was something, or rather, there wasn’t something in us, as a consequence of which we sat there @ the Coffee Place, celebrating our singledom.
But hey, ask the ‘happily’ coochy-cooing birdies (atleast for a day), whether they ever long to be single? The answer, most certainly on any non-valentine day is “YES!!!”
After all, they too miss that freedom of just doing ‘phaalthu time pass’ with friends, and yeah, which soul, who’s on a shoe-string monthly budget,wouldnt have pre-b’day or pre-anniversary pangs of how expensive a gift to get for their respective Valentines….
Why talk about just b’day’s and anniversaries (add in the various monthesories or weekesaries too, in some cases, for good effect), they also have the fully marketed V-day to fear (!!??) about…….
On taking into account all this and more( well , I omitted the phone-bills , daily coffees (@ a khool-hangout, ofcourse)and related expenses), we sometimes are lead to wonder whether this totally commercialized form of LOVE is actually worth feeling missed out in our ( as I mentioned earlier) ‘berang’ lives, at all…….hmmmmm….what about all those cuuute romantic stories we hear our grand-parents and parents talk, about those retro-days , where things sounded like it was more of an emotion than a materialistic comfort. Are we missing the real message a Valentine’s Day initially intended to give?
Well, shall wait for the answer until next V-Day, and see for myself whether Cupid strikes lucky @ least this time around with this wastrel of a specimen….. ;)
I expected to write as usual…a boring ‘daasthaan’ of how me and my friends sat down by the corner seat of a hip-n-happenin ( for some, ofcourse) coffee place, and watched all the love-birds coochy-coo and fly past us, painting the whole place red, and leaving a whole other places (read, ours) totally totally ‘berang’.Things hit an abyss when our otherwise demure kaam-waali-bhai also walked in arm-in-arm with her ‘Bhai-frand’.
It also left a whole lot of unanswered questions on why Cupid only strikes a select few with those rosy arrows, and why certain others (read, us, again) , have been left wondering whether we have developed some kind of an immunity to the ‘happy’ wounds caused by his otherwise defectless art.
Or probably, on a six-sigma scale, we were those 3.4 millionth piece , that came out to be defective, when Cupid’s finesse was put to test.
To comfort ourselves, we constantly reminded each other of how pricelessly great we were, and how no ordinary mortal deserved diamonds (did I leave out something even more precious!!??) like us. But deep inside, we knew there was something, or rather, there wasn’t something in us, as a consequence of which we sat there @ the Coffee Place, celebrating our singledom.
But hey, ask the ‘happily’ coochy-cooing birdies (atleast for a day), whether they ever long to be single? The answer, most certainly on any non-valentine day is “YES!!!”
After all, they too miss that freedom of just doing ‘phaalthu time pass’ with friends, and yeah, which soul, who’s on a shoe-string monthly budget,wouldnt have pre-b’day or pre-anniversary pangs of how expensive a gift to get for their respective Valentines….
Why talk about just b’day’s and anniversaries (add in the various monthesories or weekesaries too, in some cases, for good effect), they also have the fully marketed V-day to fear (!!??) about…….
On taking into account all this and more( well , I omitted the phone-bills , daily coffees (@ a khool-hangout, ofcourse)and related expenses), we sometimes are lead to wonder whether this totally commercialized form of LOVE is actually worth feeling missed out in our ( as I mentioned earlier) ‘berang’ lives, at all…….hmmmmm….what about all those cuuute romantic stories we hear our grand-parents and parents talk, about those retro-days , where things sounded like it was more of an emotion than a materialistic comfort. Are we missing the real message a Valentine’s Day initially intended to give?
Well, shall wait for the answer until next V-Day, and see for myself whether Cupid strikes lucky @ least this time around with this wastrel of a specimen….. ;)
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