- Friendship - Overrated? Not? I don't know is the answer I get when I ask this to myself.
- Love - Damn, is it ever always perfectly true? :|
- Happiness - what exactly does it signify?
- Depression - What is the extent of it?
- Trust - is it always soul connected?
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Superficial? Not?
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Burp.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Sleepover!
"A sleepover, also known as a pajama party or a slumber party is a party most commonly held by children or teenagers, where a guest or guests are invited to stay overnight at the home of a friend. "
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Like Always
For the thousandth time in the day, Ananya picked up her cellphone and dialed the number she knew so well, that she could recite it even when she was fast asleep.
And like the past nine hundred and ninety nine times, she cut the call.
For anyone but Ananya Arora. She was sitting cross-legged, by the window side, blinking back her tears, trying to absorb the gravity of the situation, of the promise she had made to herself. The promise to not sit back and watch how everyone she ever loved or cared about came and just carelessly trampled and walked all over her. She had finally, after nineteen years of her morbid life finally promised to take charge. Finally. To control the situations that affected her. Repeatedly and deeply.
Even as her mind was constantly nagging her to pick up the phone , and make that important call, her heart wanted to amend that well rehearsed conversation to make it less hurtful for both of them. Even if, deep inside she knew that however she modified it, the blunt truth would never change. That if she didn’t do it this time, she wouldn’t be able to do it ever again. That she’ll be misused yet again.
Her heart quivered. It was Vivek. She picked up the call and placed the phone next to her ear, to follow the conversation.
Vivek: I won the match babaaaay!
Ananya: Congrats, Viv..
Vivek: You okay? You sound.. Faraway..!
Ananya: …Yes.. I am..alright.. I guess..
Vivek: Okay, so it was such a fast paced match, An! You should have been there! I mean I thought we were so going to lose.. Can you believe? I mean the other team was thrashing us… “
And yet again, she slipped into the painful oblivion, promising herself yet again, to tell him the next time.
Like always.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Puff! I Hate The Heat!
It's so hot. That too so suddenly, I mean I was wearing my warm cozy woolies till 4 weeks ago, and now all I can think about it having a bath all day long. I hate the dry, hot summers. All you can think about is bathing , sipping cold drinks, and not smelling like a pig! UGH! And summers make you look fat! :(
Thursday, March 11, 2010
If I Were..
If I were a month, I’d be February.
If I were a day of the week, I’d be Friday.
If I were a time of day, I’d be 23:00..
If I were a season, I’d be Winter.
If I were a planet, I’d be Pluto.
If I were a sea animal, I’d be a Shark.
If I were a direction, I’d be South.
If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a Couch.
If I were a liquid, I’d be Wine.
If I were a tree, I’d be a Fruit Tree.
If I were a tool, I’d be the Plier.
If I were a flower, I’d be an Orchid.
If I were an element, I’d be Platinum.
If I were a gemstone, I’d be a Amethyst.
If I were a kind of weather, I’d be a Windy Breeze.
If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a Drum.
If I were a color, I’d be Purple/Green/Blue.
If I were an emotion, I’d be Love.
If I were a fruit, I’d be a Strawberry.
If I were a sound, I’d be a Horn.
If I were a car, I’d be a Nano!
If I were a material, I’d be Cotton.
If I were a food, I’d be Gol Gappas.
If I were a taste, I’d be Salty.
If I were a scent, I’d be Cherry Blossom.
If I were an object, I’d be a Pen.
If I were a song, I’d be Truly Madly Deeply.
If I were a body part, I’d be the Fingers.
If I were a place, I’d be India.
If I were a facial expression, I’d be a Smile.
If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be a pair of Converse