dont go away

21 11 2009

i love u. i love u from every cell of my being.

i love ur big brown eyes..i even love all ur wrong doings.

i love ur selflessness and ur ability to love and love

u bring peace to me like like a white dove

i love ur soft fur and ur big brown wet nose..ur cute snout

i love u inside and out

i love the way u put ur head in my lap

and sneak into my bed when im taking a nap

i love ur triangular ears

with u around i forget my fears

i love ur paws…and the impressions they have left on my heart

the sadness comes to a standstill and happiness starts

i love the way u swish ur tail

and i love the way u get my squished mail

 

i love u….from my soul…words are not enough to express what i feel…i love u…….

 

k.

dedicated to my dog lola and to all those animals who have touched my life.

 

 

 

 

 





Soul curry :) it might not make any sense…..

18 11 2009

i don’t know who u are and i cant understand wats happennign to me. the feelings i have for u…Ive never felt them ..ever….in  my life….ibe never been through this….i don’t know what it is…
its like u are flowing in my veins like the blood reaching every cell of my body and giving life to it. ur flowing in me….it feels like its been like this before too because the feelings i have for u dint take their time to make themselves felt…it was as if…they were already there…u just broke the lock where they were locked …deep inside my heart…because i know what i was capable of feeling…but now…i dont know whats ruling over me….these emotions are foreign to me….but all i know is that…i need u…i need u in my life….otherwise i dont see the point…of living…because i know that if ur not there…il be miserable….i know its not love…..its so much more  than that…and  at times when i thought u were drifting away….it has eaten into my soul alive…and has reduced me to pieces…mere lifeless pieces…because u blow life into me…but ive cried and prayed to god to give u back to me…where u belong…with me…always…forever…because i know…..that ur not just one entity….ur a part of me…only ur not attached to my destructible body….ur a fraction of my very soul….and i cant survive without my soul….and no matter whatever i might say….against u ….is not said out of spite…its said out of hurt….and the hurt i feel when it comes from u….is the worst ive ever felt….it proves that love is indeed pain….cruel pain….and it hurts….my whole body hurts…every part of my body….because of the pain…i feel….when u hurt me…it takes atleast 5 years off my life span…if not more….and the pain ….i feel like my heart is being broken into pieces…and i feel a sharp stab of pain right where my heart is…and it originates from there and spreads throughout my body like venom..and then it hurts everywhere and finally comes out of my eyes ….in painful stingy tears…which make my vision blurry and just never seem to stop flowing from my eyes….no matter how hard my hands try to dry them off…..just the thought of never seeing you again burns into my brain like a hot rod….and blocks everything else….i never want to loose you ever….but i know…and i fear what i shall become when i dont have u in my life anymore….because i wont be this person anymore…il just be a body…with no soul and no emotions…because all my emotions belong to u…and u will take them away when u leave…and il be reduced to a rag doll…with blank eyes staring into space and an artificial non existent heart in place of one which beats…..and a dead body longing for ur soothing touch and strained ears ..longing to hear ur pacifying voice…

even wen i dint know who u were i knew……ur the one……for this life and for all from now…forever…and i know even when i die…and they burn my body …even my ashes will love u forever and will cry for losing u….

i love u….from every inch of my body…inside and out…and from my heart and emtions and sentiments….and i thank god every day that i have u…and my heart has able to feel the greatest and most powerful emotion that exist in its purest form…..

ur me. and iam u. and thats all i know……..





LOLA AND XETA

13 11 2009

many people might not know this…but i absolutely love animals. since the day i was born…or perhaps 2 yrs later…i discovered the abundance of love that i had for animals…

in the beginning….i thought i only loved animals…and hated humans….in a hypothetical situation ..where i had to choose between saving the life of a puppy and a man…i always went for the puppy…..so i had a misconception that i hated humans…..but gradually i realized that iam just a loving person….and its hard…because the amount of love that i feel for a person in a short period of time…is OBVIOUSLY never returned because i love toooo easily and others usually dont…so i try very hard not to feel love too easily for a person….but in case of animals…its just the opposite…

i can transcend all boundaries of love in my heart ..break all barriers and love to the fullest….because in case of animals….they never let u down….there are no egos involved…no mind games…no expectations…nothing…just pure love…and the love between a man and his dog…according to me is the purest form of love that exists..

my first ever dog was carrot….whom i had adopted from frendicoes…in new delhi….i was 2 yrs old at tht time…and carrot and i loved each other since the beginning…and it wae in  basically love at first sight….i named her carrot because she was orange in color and very thin….she was not a very healthy dog…when we first brought her home…but slowly she grew strong and fat…we had lots of fun…i and carrot…but i dont really remember much….because i was very small at that time…and on top of that my memory is really bad…i might develop amnesia inlater years ….but i have many photos of her and me ….and we are looking as close as two peas in a pond or pod watever it is..

but as both my parents were working…we had to give her away to my grandparents…and i cried a lot…..a lot….and dint eat for …well….5 hours….but still…i was only a kid…..but i remmebered her every day….and her wet black nose and her warm tummy…

but she died in an accident the next year….and it left me shaterred…i broke all the god idols i had at home…and renounced my faith in god…but as they say….time heals wounds….and so that huge chasm in my heart which carrot had left was filled by next dog ROBOT…who also my parents gave away…again…to my grandparents….and who got stolen….

and they tricked me into sending robot away…

one day i got up and as usual started eating…i came and sat down next to my mother…and asked her…..where robot…i cant see him anywhere….and she casually answered…oh..papa gave him away to dadi….and no sooner had the words hit my ears….the piece of toast tht i was munching on fell from my hands…and large tears started flowing from my eyes…i still remember…what agony i went through…..they dint just take my dog away..they took away a piece of me..and people never understood this…

after that..i had ALLEY whom i picked up from JNK bus stand…

id rather not talk about her lest i start crying…because its just too painful…

LOLA

i know her name is funny…although i dint know it until the boys in school started asking me the name of my dog again and again and laughed out loud when i told them ….and so i went and asked my father what lola exactly meant…and well…that thing is not exactly lola…its prounced differently but still….lola is pretty close….but what the heck….even madonna kept her daughters name lola…

anyways…lola is big golden lab and shes BEAUTIFUL….and shes my best friend in the whole wide world..well..in the animal kingdom…i mean i do have human best friends also…im not weird…

she is the most intelligent dog i know…she can count till 5 and she understands whatever i say to her….she loves chocolates the most and she loves lazing around in the sun….

the connection i have with her…is just …of the heavenly category….we love each other a lot…and we have a lot of respect for each other…but i do give her a slap wen she eats potty or starts fighting with our neighbour goat…who tried to have sex with her…but realized that shes a girl too…and now hates her like anything..lola also doesnt like her very much but she always wags her tail wen she sees her …

lola absolutely HATES monkeys and cows….she barks her head off at them…

she loves to be in someones company always and she always hangs around where we are…and during nights…she climbs on to our beds ..takes  our quilts and pillows and pushes us down on the floor….but if we lock our door from inside she goes to the guest bedroom and sleeps there…and when we come and check on her…she just casually comes down wagging her tail with a smile on her face as if she had not just been caught red handed…

she often goes and checks and bowl if there any food there…

her relationships with other dogs are obviously always objectional to me…cuz she never goes for the normal aache khandaan wala doggie…she likes the motor bikers gunda  type wala awwara doggies who think they are very cool…and i HATE them….but she runs off with them…and then we have to go and find her…in the dead of the night…and after that…that doggie comes back looking for her…because obvilusly shes a sex bomb…and he had hopes of being laid…

all in all…lola duke maharaj sharma…is the best dog in the world…and i absolutely love her…even more than felix…and my sister.

XETA

xeta is 2 years old and shes as thin as it gets…..like stick thin….but thats because she remains sick most of the time…and eats VERY less…and lola eats all her share…if ur not there to supervise…

i rescued her from a mess near our home wen i was living in nagpur…she had been trapped in a naali..at the height of winters and remained there for 2 days due to which she lost all control on her legs and arms…so after i made this boy take her out of there…..he threw her on the ground and declared her dead because she wasnt moving at all…but i saw that she was only able to move her eyes…i felt that i just had to save her…so i took her home and hid her in my room….i massaged her legs and hind legs and fed her warm milk….her condition was really bad…and she was just a limp body with almost no soul left in her….i prayed and prayed for her…and looked after her day and night…and then seeing all this…my parents decided that we had room for another member in our family and she was the lucky one….not two years later…..shes not very healthy…but shes alive…and i thank god for her every day….even though she doesnt express herself as much as lola does…but i know that she loves me a lot…and she also knows how special she is to me and how much i love her and care for her…..

i know that these two wonderful dogs wont live forever…and i cant even imagine what state i will be wen they do leave me and go…consedering the fact that i almost went into a coma when my pet squirells died…and seeing my pain…even my father had tears in his eyes….and hes such a strong man…that i fear….it…i more than them…im worried about them…because i know what ill go through when they die…and im scared of that day…i know i wont be able to handle them…so every year i keep karvachauth but not on that day….i fixed my own karvachauth…on 19 jan…thats lola’s birthday…and i pray for their long lives….

my parents find it bizzare but they dont know what these two mean to me…and that even i cant explain….

i love u lola and xeta…..

plz never leave me….

i love u…..

k.

 

 





why cant i be different?

9 11 2009

there is one thing which i dont like among other ofcourse like

pineapple ice creame

mithun chakroborty and his son mimo.

sonu nigam’s acting

aishwariya’s new lux add. lux is the worst soap ever. and it makes ur skin dry.

hrithik’s over acting

summers.

………..and the list goes on……

but the thing which really irritates me the most is….why cant people accept a little change around them?

like take me for example…

if i want to watch alladin instead of ajab prem ki gazab kahani…people think im crazy….why because i have a different opinion from them regarding which movie would be best? but if i wanted to watch ranbir and katrina dancing around trees they would think im normal.

or when i wear a t shirt over my kurta….why is tht weird? i mean its just a jacket minus a zip..isnt it? so whats the big deal….why do people come up to me and say “do u want to be the laughing stock of the college?”

i mean…hello!! just because i dont have a zip…people think its weird to wear it.

right……..

or because i wear chaand tare wale earrings and a colourful bag….i mean carry it…im supposed to be some kind of a joker?

i mean who frames our opinions?

some loser gay fashion designers who cudnt pass class 2 ? do they tell us what should we be wearing?

change…change…change….people dont like it….but they dont realize that we are going through zillions of changes every second of the hour….and we dont realize it….like for example changes in our thoughts…changes in our body…changes in lives of other people around us….no day is the same….

people spend so much time in being like others….trying to blend in…with others….so that they dont get to know about their flaws….or their reality…they hide from themselves…even though they desperately want to be themselves…but the fear of being different…i suppose scares them…like a chameleon…

like in class 9th…i was at the peak of my rebellion…

i colored my hair red…dyed my clothes black….got a nose ring….used to put loads of kajal because i was mourning for my generation…

everyone thought i just wanted attention…and called me bhoot….all the boys in school specially….they used to sing that song….bhoot hoon mein…whenever i passed their way…

then the time i cut my hair….people couldnt digest it…arrey bhai WHY? its just hair…it grows back. i was laughed at for weeks…months rather

or take for example…my pink crocks…why are they ridiculous? because they are not the convers shoes every almost person wears? or those bata wale flats whch everyone has? if i had been wearing those…im sure i wud have been considered normal.

or the fact that i sleep with the lights on…whats wrong with that?

the moment we find tht someone is slightly different from us….we shun them….we laugh at them……why cant we let people be themselves? because we dont have the guts to be our true selves or we think that we are too perfect that if any one is not like us…he or she should change his/her ways…what is the reason?

please let individuals blossom……let them live….

appreciate change..

k.

 

 

 

 





Essence of AILianism(only for people from doomed lost land of AIL)

8 11 2009

when i first entered the gates of AIL…i was like “woooow …this is”-  but as soon as i went a little further and could distinctly make out the boundry wall…it hit me…AIL was….perhpas not the vast green grass covered decorated with fountains and flowers just waiting to be smelled kind of a college with …er..any space as such as i had imagined it to be because they only show you the main gates and the building(on the prospectus) misleading your imagination to make a hill out of a molehill. so….AIL was in short pretty damn SMALL.

and of course …the lift dint work….
but still….i held on to some hope….maybe…the geysers might just work this time….

the thing about being an AILian is…..it makes you unique..different from any other. now let us examine the facts which make us an AILian in the true sense of its meaning.

1. we are time efficient. because our classes are just 50 steps away from our rooms, we manage to get up at 9:25 in the morning and still be able to make it in class. but ofcourse we dont open our mouths lest bad breadth gets its evil way. so no questions are asked int he first two periods.

2. we watch ALL possible programs. since there is just one TV we are now accustomed to the saas bahu serials as well as other useless progrmas which we never dared to admit in school even if we secretly saw them with our mothers or grandmothers. now we know what is happening in ‘Bairi Piya’ and are now able to discuss it  over the phone with our nanis and dadis and keep them updated.

3. we now have very little shyness in terms of walking around in the minimalest of clothes  in front of strangers, and to think we never even showed our armpits to our mothers or changed clothes in front of our dog.

4.the BBC was never such an integral part of our lives before this. even if we have fever, or have broken our leg/arm/head…we make it a point to walk the BBC atleast once in a day and check out the new couples. and the freezing winter or the extreme heat or rain doesnt at all hamper our wish to see the BBC ever.

5. we eat a whole dollup of butter every day and discussing the menu is very vital to us and now….we even eat ’shimla mirch’ and other inthinkable veggies like ‘kerela’.

6. we are much ahead of other kids our age in terms of technology and internet know how. since almost all sites are blocked by Nebero( damn you) we have worked hard to find our way through it by finding out ways to crack it and thereby highly developing our techie side. and now we know more than our brothers about internet hacking.

7. boys are not the alien enemy anymore and we now know what they talk about since we live in VERY close proximity of them…about 69 steps away and so the angle of facination of the opposite sex is gone.

8. we learn money management and specially the value of or hard earned pocket money. we become highly economical.

9.gossip mongers dont frighten us anymore. and also we learn the art of gossipping since we live in such a small community of people out of which we only go out for 2 hours every day.

10. no one knows who we are. since we are on number 25 of the best law colleges in India. and no one looks beyond number 10. so we can pretend to be from AIL, london instead of AIL, khubmra and no one will come to know.

11. we are used to being surrounded by sardars all the time. its ok now. and being not from punjab we now know that sardars are actually pretty smart and santa banta are actually bengalis dressed up as sardars.

12. the word ‘authorities’ over here has a all new different meaning , close to the meaning of pernicious.

13. black pencil heels may be contituted as a part of our uniform and gives us an excuse to buy as many black shoes as we want.

14.coffee and samosa is included in our daily diet.

15. since we cant go out anywhere, cafe is our usual hang out place and we think its cool.

But all in all, being an AILian is pretty cool because it teaches you to be a stronger, better, smarter and wiser person and also we can feel like actual smart lawyers owing to our smart uniforms even though we dont have a clue about any concept of law and have 5 re appears.

AILianism is the in thing. go get it.

k





lets talk about sex shall we(only for eyes above 18)

7 11 2009

hey all

so sex huh….its a pretty umm…THAT …topic….hush hush types…like ppl who have been laid a hundred times…go like “oh my god!!! a penis!!” or “so…THATS wat it looks like…” or u know somehthing on those lines to totally make u think that they havent shagged a few….

lets talk about masterbation for a second…what is that phenomena?

is it a disease?

it is a nation?

or is it the art of mastering something?

what is it?

well…lemme enlighten ur minds….it a ……………….VERB.

yes….for more information…..check the dictionary..

here….we are concerned with sex only.

and im no pervert…or i think im not…cuz sometimes….asses of hot men….do make me think about…..well….lets not dwelve into that area…..

so anyways….coming back to sex….it has full meaning

s=super

e=enlightening

x=eXperience

and therefore anytihng ANYTHING can be referred to as sex right….like studying….or gettin high on crack…or reading a good book….but we usually co relate sex with vip….thats …please small children close ur eyes for a second…(v jay jay u know like girl wala hting….in ….pipi…boy wala thing…i cant possibly write the full thing…my brother might read it and blab it to my parents)…yeah…so thats where we go wrong….

sex is not vip…like…wen im coming back from a “pravachan” ..yes i do go to them soemtimes..all those swamis do know a thing or two….i say.”.god…i had the most amazing sex!!”

like in one of them i learn’ t…that there are three things …uncontroleable things…if comes under the hands of any man..can endow him with great shaktis of the universe.

these three things were:

1. our thirts for food…bit uncanny…but i cant call it hunger….cuz that is satiated with anything…im talking about thirst…we dont just want plain food….we want food to please our tongue…to ignite our taste buds….to get high on taste..

2. the second thing was our speech or vani…..can we stop talking? uh huh…no!! lke wen u see a couple making out….or some one falling flat on his/her face…u have to tell someone right? or wen we see a snake? or a baby with two heads…like i called up my mom to tell her…in office….or the fact that ranbir is dating katrina now…and has officially dumped ..that padukone…can we hold our tongues? like i once saw this guy shove a ciggie up his ass…and it was lit…and he dint even wince ONCE….obviously i had to call my sister long dintance in afgjanistan where she had gone to assist some auntie in some noble cause…

3. the third and the most difficult of all is to control our thirst for VIP. no man/woman would refrain from it unless they had aids or dint have a vagina or a penis(i had to say it !! i cant keep on saying v jay jay and pipi man…its stupid)….

so anyways…if u can control…truly control these three things….ull get poweres…cosmic powers….great powers…NO…u cant fly or climb walls like spiderman….but greater things…..which i cannot reveal…

so….coming back to sex….which is actually not vip…..or fine lets talk about vip….

well….lemme just say one thing…

DONT DO IT!!! SPECIALLY IF UR MY SISTER OR BROTHER!!!  or  atleast wait till ur 21. cuz 2+ 1 is 3 which is a safe number to have vip on….

and plz….india is the largets country affected with AIDS today….plz think twice beofre calling “Rita Aunty” to have a “good old time” from that shandy newspaper ads….and even if she does come on over….use a that….C  THING…

take care folks.

thats all for now. and if u really need to talk about u know vip…dont come to me ….talk about it to ur parents and elder sisters and siblings…..trust me ….even though theyll scare u ….there isnt anythng they can do about it…DELETE DELETE DELET…..FORGET THAT…

ummm..

be safe.

k.





who is ACTUALLY the luckier sex? judge for urself….

28 10 2009

WHY WOMEN ARE THE LUCKIER SEX

1. We got off the Titanic first.

2. We can scare male bosses with mysterious gynaecological disorder excuses.

3. We never ejaculate prematurely.

4. We get to flirt with systems support men who always return our calls and are nice to us when we blow up our computers.

5. When we buy a vibrator it’s glamorous. When men buy a blow-up doll, it’s pathetic.

6. Our boyfriend’s clothes make us look elfin and gorgeous. Guys look like complete idiots in ours.

7. We can be groupies. Male groupies are stalkers.

8. We can cry and get off speeding fines.

9. We’ve never lusted after a cartoon character or the central figure in a computer game.

10. Taxis stop for us.

11. Men die earlier, so we get to cash in on the life insurance.

12. We don’t look like a frog in a blender when dancing.

13. Free drinks, free dinners, free moving (you get the point?).

14. We can hug our friend without wondering if she thinks we’re gay.

15. We know the truth about whether size matters.

16. New lipstick gives us a whole new lease on life.

17. If we have sex with someone and don’t call the next day, we’re not the devil.

18. Condoms make no significant difference in our enjoyment of sex.

19. We can sleep our way to the top.

20. Nothing crucial can be cut off with one clean sweep.

21. It is possible to live our whole lives without ever taking a group shower.

22. No fashion faux pas we make could rival Speedos.

23.

24. If we cheat on our spouse, people assume it’s because we’re being emotionally neglected.

25. We never have to wonder if his orgasm was real.

26. If we forget to shave, no one has to know.

27. We can congratulate our teammate without ever touching her arse.

28. If we have a zit, we know how to conceal it.

29. We never have to reach down every so often to make sure our privates are still there.

30. If we’re dumb, some people will find it cute.

31. We have an excuse to be a total bitch at least once a month.

32. We can talk to people of the opposite sex without having to picture them naked.

33. If we marry someone 20 years younger, we’re aware that we look like an idiot.

34. Our friends won’t think we’re weird if we ask whether there’s spinach in our teeth.

35. There are times when chocolate really can solve all your problems.

36. Gay waiters don’t make us uncomfortable.

37. We’ll never regret piercing our ears.

38. We can fully assess a person just by looking at their shoes.

NOW…..

WHY MEN ARE THE LUCKIER SEX

1. We got to throw you off the titanic first in the name of chivalry.

2. We can scare female bosses with emotional disorder excuses.

3. We orgasm EVERY TIME whether you do or not.

4. We get to flirt with you when you blow up our computers.

5. When we drive a car fast it’s considered cool. When women drive a car fast it’s considered crazy.

6. Our girlfriend’s cook for us while we get to watch TV

7. When we sleep with many girls, we’re studs. When women sleep with many guys, they’re sluts.

8. We can fix our own cars.

9. We’ve never lusted after a pair of shoes or a handbag.

10. Taxis never overcharge us (we know the way).

11. Men die earlier, so we leave you to clean up the mess.

12. We don’t look like a clown on a trampoline when we’re on top.

13. Meals made for us, clothes ironed for us, rooms cleaned for us (you get the point?).

14. We can hug your friends and compare their breasts to yours.

15. We know the truth about whether tightness matters.

16. New gadgets give us a whole new lease on life.

17. If we have sex with someone and don’t call the next day, er…who cares, we got laid.

18. Foreplay makes no significant difference in our enjoyment of sex.

19. We make you sleep your way to the top.

20. We can urinate standing up.

21. It is possible to live our whole lives without ever going to the toilet in groups.

22. We don’t need to kill our feet with high heels.

23. If we have an emotional outburst, we are considered passionate – if women have one, they are considered mentally unstable.

24. If we cheat on our spouse, people assume it’s because our spouse is crap in bed.

25. We never care if her orgasm was real.

26. If we use your lady shavers, no one has to know.

27. We can congratulate our teammate without high pitched squeals only dogs can comprehend.

28. If we have an emotional problem, we know how to conceal it.

29. We never have to reach into our purse for a mirror every ten minutes.

30. If we’re dumb, some people will find it cute.

31. We have an excuse to be a total bastard every day.

32. We can talk to people of the opposite sex and picture them naked at the same time.

33. If we marry someone 20 years younger, we’re the envy of our friends.

34. Our friends won’t think we’re weird if we ask whether there’s nudity in a particular movie.

35. There are times when beer really can solve all your problems.

36. Complex remote controls don’t make us uncomfortable.

37. We’ll never regret sleeping with your sister.

38. We can fully assess a person just by looking at their car.1. We got to throw you off the titanic first in the name of chivalry.

 

SO??? WAT DO u THNK???

K.





love dont cost a thing:myth uncovered

26 10 2009

according to jennifer lopez…love dont cost a thing…but has anyone ever tried to learn the truth behind this over rated statement?

is there any truth in it? what does God have to say about this? has there been any scientific results realted to this theory?

the first question is what is love??

people differ in their opinions and definitions as to what love really is…

according to one woman “love is is to not have any expectations”

but come on…like …for example….ur sick ok…and like u obviously want ur mother/father/friend/gf/bf/other people u may love…to atleast come and check on u right…or ask how u are…and if they dont….DUH….it feels bad and u feel neglected…to I think with love comes great expectations…..

another person might say “love is to be patient”

well…okay…atleast i wont wait for my bf/husband(and here we are talking about romantic love)…to come back from world war 3…or from some office trip…i mean id move on..also id eat my dinner..wthout waiting for him…lke as if il go hungry….

another might add “love is forever”

yaar…if love was forever types…would i have ever broken up with d boy and fell in love with f boy? i dont think so…like i mean…d boy was at that time perfect for me….but now…i cant live without f boy…and d boys love doesnt matter to me…..also jennifer wud not have left brad….

also…i mean …can u ever imagine of farting in front of ur bf/gf? or can u admit …wen he/she calls u….that u were actually in the bathroom taking a potty??? NO!! right?? so ofcourse…but wen the love goes away…like many years into the marriage….the husband will not even think twice before farting in front of the wife…and will not refrain from scratchng his balls in public….so again…

so love is definitely all of those above things….then what is love …u might ask again…and how may we get it for free?

well…SORRY TO TELL U…but love do cost a thing or two!!

firstly….it costs….

1. lots and lots and lots of attention..

2. it costs money…

3. it costs time

4. it costs compromise

5. it costs good looks….so get on that surgery table and get butt and boob pads

6. it costs connections….cuz u definitely dont wanna date THAT one.

so…..well….yeah….im sorry…jenny from the block alias J.lo DID lie to us!!!! how dare she!!!!!!!!

we can all sue her under …section 56 of the crpc(look it up first)..i think so

till then goodluck..shabbakher….shubhratri….aur fofofofofofo

k.





is it love

30 08 2009

why is it that wen u know tht ur in love with someone and no one can take it away from u…and tht ul always be in love no matter wat…wen u feel like even a second which is not spent in thinking bout tht person or being with him or her..is wasted..tht at the whole phase of love is like a drug and u just cant do without it…and u cant concentarte on anything..and all u want to do is just lie down and listen to music and imagine his or her face…etc etc..and then suddenly…WHAM

u notice this guy (this is for girls only ok..so im cutting out the (or girl) part)…out of nowhere….i mean like u dint even know he existed..and….just like tht….he starts sneaking into ur heart….and no matter how much u try to deny it….u cant ignore him….u try to go away from tht place in ur mind….but wen u come back…u find tht hes still there..waiting…

wat do u do then…..

i mean what CAN u do…

u cant like them both right?

or can u?

why wont he just leave u alone? why cant u stop urself from liking him? hes just an  ordinary guy….nothing much….and what about ur actual love of the life….what about him…why why why cant life be less complicated….why do these emotions/sentiments make ur life sooooooooooo happy and then at the same time make it soooo hard.

wudnt it be great if u cud just remove ur thyroid gland….i guess thts where ur emotions come from right…i mean all the hormones and stuff which make u feel stuff…no wait…i guess its the pulmonary…or is tht soemthing in the heart? pulmonary vein? well…which ever gland is responsible for all this…im gonna ..well…i cant do anything about it….more realistic wud be …if i cud just erase my memory about tht guy….then i wud forget all about him…and go back to loving my original prince..who i love…or do i?

do i actually love the person i love?

am i infatuated?

please get out of my head…i know i cant have u….i wont even like u wen i finally have u

YEAH!!! that it!!!!!

i like him because i cant have him!!!

great…..

k.





Saleswoman

5 08 2009

hello everyone

i know i havent been writing for sometime ….and its because of the following reasons:

1. i was shifting back to the hostel..where id originally come from

2. i dint wanna

3. i got bored of writing

4. and i had better things to do like shopping and eating and watchng TV and reading queen of babble…gets hitched…which is an awesome book…and plz do read it..if u like chick flicks.

5. i was busy and no more vela.

6. and because.

so anyways…while i was out today and we were trying to locate a good gym to burn off all the fat that ive apparently put after all the pigging out that i did back home…and became a fatter yet beautiful verison of myself….i just felt like writing again….

also….STAY AWAY from love aaj kal…it sucks ass…and a bad hairy one….it is so goddam stupid and did i mention that it sucks ass? well..it does..like it sucks big time…deepika padukone…just cant tell her stupid bf that she loves him and wants to marry him…like wat the hell…i WOULD never do that…id just ask the goddam guy to f****** marry me…or else il cut his ba*** off…and then ofcourse he would..because who wants to be impotent?

and i would  never date a jerk like saif ali khan…he looks so constipated and weird..i mean just notice his eyes ok….he has wat i call…CRAZY EYES….and u never know wen he might just flip and go all weird on u..which he did both with amrita old bag and that roza janeman chick…who hahaha…wants to act in movies…like AS IF!

GO HOME ROZA! UVE BEEN D-U-M-P-E-D DUMBASS!!! i would be like totally mortified!! if  my bf ever dumped me!! but i know he wont..becasue he knows that his ba*** are at risk.

like i would totally smash his head and take his eyes out and get him beat up by thugs and shoot his parents and ummm

never mind…..

so….coming back to wat i mean by this posts name….

like some months back…..i wanted to earn money like hell….like sometimes…i get these attacks of eating umm various food articles and i just want to eat them that very moment or i think i might faint or fall sick….but ofcourse eventually i dont…so i wanted to earn money like a lot….and i came up with this idea….which dint work out becasuse duh it was illegal and not possible and VERY VERY stupid of me.

and wat i did was…tried to SELL MY BLOOD!!

so i went with my brest friend…breast friend..because we sometimes squeeze each other boobes…and i know it might sound weird and lesbian  but it really isnt….

and we only do it wen

1. we want to physically hurt each other.

2. wen we are teasing each other

3. and just generally.

and now we have taught it to other girls too…in the beginning they were like “WAT THE HELL WAS THAT!!!”

some

1. blushed

2. got annoyed

3. cudnt believe that we had just poked their mammary glands and made amazing faces.

4. got irritated

5. got pissed off

etc etc

but now they are well accoustomed to it…like they arent that surprised that it happened to them.

so anyways….i told her and rather she  dint   want to come in..cuz well i forgot wat her reason was…

so i took her to to the nearest hospital to our college…fortis…and she waited inside while i went ahead…and i told her to take care of my cheetos..masala balls…which is the best flaovour of cheetos and not tangy loops .

i went in and plasted a smile on my face…and went into the blood bank….and i saw this girl sitting on the front desk so i said that im here to give my blood…and she got all happpy and gave me a form to fill out…and i told her that il be expecting my money …not more than 2000 bucks today only after i give her my blood…so she made faces like she cudnt underatnd what i was talking about…and called this guy and told him that id come in to sell my blood….and he just looked at me as if id escaped from some mental hospital…and she told me that i cudnt sell my blood..and if i wnated to donate it..i was most welcome…and obviosuly i felt MEGA STUPID!

so this is what this bitch does

1. gets up smiling

2.goes inside this room

3.calls people inside

4.silence for 2 mins

5.laughter is heard

6. people come out

7.she points at me

8. paitents laugh too..the ones sitting there…stupid assholes.

9. i throw the form on the ground.

10. get out from there.

11. collect my breast friend from outside who i dont know why but is looking scared.

12. we go back to the hostel.

13. i look online for curese and spells to jinx the hospital people or hypnotize them.

14. search online for other money making schemes.

so…yeah..that was embarrissing!!!!

blah…im tired of writing now

bye.

k.