Monday, 1 February 2010

Happy New Year !

In new news:
1. Got a job.
2. Got a ring.
3. Got a membership to a gym.

In other news:
1. Still job hunting. Turns out it takes a lot to appease the hungry soul.
2. Cannot wait to get the second ring. End of this year looks promising.
3. Cannot feel my legs.

Wednesday, 9 September 2009

The Battle Of The Tenses

What a strange way to be...
Stuck in Present Continuous.
Always going, getting, trying, doing, becoming, achieving, surviving.
Past Perfect never good enough.
Future threatening to become another mundane series of Present Continuous.
Maybe Present Continuous wouldn't be so bad if you could subtract the frantic pace and erratic emotions associated with all the 'ing'.
What's the hurry ?
Life punctuated with a series of Present Perfects can't be that bad, no ?!

Wednesday, 30 April 2008

Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines...

The stories aren't important. The moral of the story is.

Morals of the story:
1. Nothing/Nobody is irreplaceable.
2. Don't get your heart stuck on something.

Net Take-Out:
Learn how to roll with the punches and try and wrap your head around, "What doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger."

P.S. Shit Happens. Life Goes On...But Until Then...

Sunday, 27 April 2008

Banana Sticker Man, Where Art Thou ?

My secret banana sticker man lover has foresaken me. He hasn't written to me in a while. I have waited patiently all this while for a secret clandestine note...but to no avail. I have bought innumerous bananas with no luck.

And now giddy with nervous excitement post a glass of banana milkshake I await the return of the boy with more bananas...

Perhaps the sticker-love notes will reappear...perhaps perhaps perhaps...

Metaphor Ellicitation

me: its raining :D
and cold rain !
on a warmish day !
magic must be made of things like thesehe: ulta. magic makes such things
and pune seems bereft of it
me: na na magic is made up of things like these
magic makes more magnificent things happen
pune is bereft because it grieves my loss :)
he: ai hai
qattal , jabardasti but qattal
me: as u can see I'm on a roll
he: unfortunately i think it just continues
there is no stopping your rolling
i think the circular symmetry you have attained assists you
me: words are dancing off your plump fingers and creating poetry on the keyboard
is there a butterfly on your mouse ?
he: no butterflies anywhere
me: how unfortunate...stomach butterflies are the things one lives for
the day they die, a part of u does too
he: and that reminds me your butterflies prediction
which did not come true
me: bring back the people who cause the butterflies
he: they bring a lot more than just butterflies
me: it will keep u alive
sort the butterflies out and separate them from all else
use your agile mind to enjoy the butterflies and ignore the rest
harmless selfishness never harmed anyone
he: hmmm , i think that is what i did this time
if i come to think about it
hmm hmm hmm
me: how interesting !
but you claimed the lack of em butterflies
he: hmmm
me: so make up your mind laddie
he: no butterflies
me: i feel you ascribe much to butterflies than exists and hence the fear to claim their presence
he: possible possible
me: rein your thoughts that transform from wild horses to petulant possom at every chanceto control the butterflies you must control your thoughts

Arbitness on a Sunday morning. Great start to the day :)

Saturday, 26 April 2008

Oooo...an experiment landed itself in me lap this morning.

The boy announced rather matter of factly that he has decided to pay for a private parking space starting June 1st.

He says, post acquiring a parking spot he will take me out every night.

I have decided to make a project out of this initiative and study the pre and post parking spot versions of the boy.

I believe this study will throw light on the currently foggy perception of - parking lot being the reason for the lack of social life vs. the boy being the reason for the lack of social life.

Results shall be posted in three months, post tremendous analysis.

Tuesday, 22 April 2008

After Thought

Do I ask too much ? But I only ask once in a while.

Should I plan my back ups ? But that buoy is all I have.

Hope is all I have. Faith is all I need.

Do I ask too much ?