Nine Loves.

Sorry Sorry.
I know its supposed to be this daily update thing, got caught with the daily vagrancies of life :P

So here goes, Nine Loves :)

1. Old Hindi Movies. There's nothing like them. I know I've heard my parents harp on about this for the longest time, but I agree with them now. Nothing like Old Hindi Movies. They don't make movies like 'em anymore.

2. Books. Always been my love. Ever since I could waddle around in diapers.

3. Angry Birds. I call it a jihad against piggies. :D (Latest obsession)

4. Food. I sat down to think about what kind of food I love most, and realized I love food. Full stop. Of every category, of every kind.

5. Coldplay + Snow Patrol. They should probably be two separate headings. But I love both =)

6. Train journeys. Its a pity I don't get as much of them as I would want.

7. Disney Movies. Loved them. Love them. Will keep loving them. There's nothing like an animation to keep you company. NOTHING.

8. The Rain. I LOVE the rain.

9.Sleep. This should be my first one actually. I LOVE my sleep. A little too much for my own good, but I love it.

So yes.
Nine loves.
Tomorrow, Eight fears.

Ten Secrets

The ten-day challenge.
Sorry, I know I promised I'd start this a long time back.
But life's a bitch. Because you sit down, and plan something.
And fate doesn't like that one bit (sucha bitch she is), so she screws you over.

Therefore I start today =)

Ten Secrets (I'm not sure how many would qualify, but here goes).

1. I'm a hopeless Snow Patrol/Coldplay lover. HOPE.LESS. Trust me on that one.
2. Some disney movies (i.e. Beauty and the Beast, Lion King) still make me cry, and I don't cry very often.
3. I can be a little emo. A leeetaal bit.
4. I bite my nails. I grow them, then get nervous and bite them.
5. I don't like people shaking their legs. Very disturbing.
6. I don't spend more than 15 minutes getting ready. I think it shows too.
7. I sometimes buy clothes that I think are pretty, but not really my size and plan on using them as inspiration (never happens but!)
8. I am L.A.Z.Y. Like you wouldn't believe.
9. I'm also messy. Pretttty messy. But then I have these insane fits of cleaning my room. And then it gets messy all over again.
10. I'm a little obsessive compulsive about things, like washing my hair everyday. I kid you not. Every single day. Maybe that's why I'm balding.

There. Ten secrets.
Till tomorrow then :D
Love.

I think its called an epiphany.

I still lick the cream in the centre first, and then eat the actual biscuit.
No matter what they say,
some things, well, they never change.

Toodles. Exams.

The Ten-Day Challenge

So I got this off another blog, Sensitive Chaos. Must see. I love her pictures :) And her headers are awesome.

Anywhooo.

The way it goes is this-

Ten Secrets
Nine Loves
Eight Fears
Seven Wants
Six Places
Five Foods
Four Books
Three Films
Two Songs
One Picture


I start tomorrow. Promise. Even though I've been so darn inactive.
Tomorrow Promise. Even though I have project submission soon :P

Crash and Burn

We build it up,
tentatively,
fledgling desires,
feeding it life.

We watch it grow,
amble up the wall,
slowly, surely,
clutching every step.

We revel in its success,
each step forward,
our step forward,
We lose ourselves in it.

Then it falls.
And we fall with it.
Inexricably tied,
falling as one.

We crash. We burn.
We live the pain,
live the horror,
we watch it destruct.

And we pick ourselves up.
Brush off the remains of what was once,
move onto something new,
and like the fools we are,
invest all of ourselves all over again.

Badi Mushkil Baba, Badi Mushkil.

Badi mushkil baba, badi mushkil;
Gore gore gaalon pe hai kaala kaala til

I woke up this morning, with a bunch of songs stuck in my head. All of them item numbers.
So then I went on Youtube.
And I ended up discovering my lost childhood.
Not really.
But I ended up going from one song to the other.
And I spent a little more than an hour.
Just looking at videos of old hindi songs.
And I think I kinda sorta fell in love.

So there was Madhuri Dixit in Ek do teen

And then there was Urmila Matondkar in Chamma Chamma

And Shilpa Shetty in the song I woke up with in my head, Main aayi hun UP Bihar lootne

So many of them. SO many.
These are just a few.
I'd add more. But I'm late for lunch.
But I shall be back, with more of them.
Soonly :)

Cow or Pig?

I should be sleeping. I really should. And I'm not going to be all Emo and stuff, even though early morning writing usually means that something is on my mind.
But I shall not be Emo.
Because, really, blogs are public fora, and I'd rather keep my life to myself too (aside from the fact that I'm sure you don't want to know about it too :P)

Anywho.

I realized today, that every step of the way we make a choice. Take this path,don't take that one. Step here, not there. We make a choice everyday.
And its not just the big ones, the ones that may be life-changing or that will decide the course of the day; its the small ones that matter too.
And there are different types of choices.
There are the ones you make unconsciously,
the ones that you need to rack your brains to make,
the ones that call for deep soul-searching,
the ones that require you to face your fears,
the ones take a bit of you with them,
the ones that need to be made every single day.

There are choices that you make. And you make them every step of the way. Because every step of the way, life throws situations at you that require those choices. And you make them. And sometimes you'll get situations where making that choice takes a huge chunk of you with it.

There's no set way to deal with it you know. Sometimes you can do what Christina Yang does in the Grey's Season 6 Finale, go by gut instinct. Close your eyes and ask yourself, "Pig or Cow?". And go with the first answer that comes to your mind.
Or you sit and think about it. And think. And think some more. And once you've looked at it from every possible angle, and dissected every little limb, you reach a conclusion that is well thought out and logical.

Personally, I'd do the former. But sometimes you need to do the thinking too.

And sometimes. You close your eyes, look deep inside yourself, and ask yourself a question. And you find the answer. Not the answer you want or need, but the answer that IS.

When life gives you lemons,
sometimes you don't have to make lemonade,
or ask for tequila and salt,
or squeeze the lemons till there's nothing left,
or just suck on them and let the bitter jolt you back to reality.

Sometimes, you just look at the lemons, and wonder why life gave them to you in the first place.
You look at the lemons, and ask yourself what you want from them.
Ask yourself, what is it that you want to do with these lemons in your life.

Sometimes the purpose of the lemons isn't finding the answer. Its asking the question.

What you make of those lemons is completely your choice.