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Yup, u read it right, this post has no title to define it. Just some randomn thoughts put together.
HT has excellent blogs. Loved reading them today. Liked Poonam Saxena and Naomi Canton best. Read naomi's wierd dating experience. Reminded me of one such "lover" that I had 2 years ago. Weirdo. What business did he have snooping around on my sister's profile after I had clearly told him to get lost. Got stuck to me like Feviquick.
Lot of people I know who get stuck to u like the proverbial superglue. Aargh! Trouble to get loose from them. Can't seem to take the hint. I once ended up saying bye to this girl 5 times before she finally let me go.
Kinda like those tele callers. Why on earth would a student wanna listen to home loan schemes or investment programmes but no, they switch on like a record player without a stop button.
Reminds me I gotta check if my all-in-one is working fine. Got it repaired a few days ago. Awesome gadget. Fulfills my gratification for music.
Hindi movie music these days is just soooooo much like noise. Ok leaving out respectable Rehman melodies. Rehman's an awesome musician. The world finally woke up to him with Slumdog. Good movie that. Loved everyone. Except Frieda Pinto. I feel that she's hogging the limelight for that minuscule role of hers. The kids n teens did a waaaay better job that 2 of her combined.
Reminds me, I have tocombine to papers to make notes for my exams. Dat reminds me, its almost 2 at night. I gotta get to bed
Good night
Gotta switch on the mosquito repellent.
Double check all doors.
Good night finally

Privacy? What's dat?

Was just reading about Jade Goody's death. A caption said: 'Life lived in front of the cameras'. Pretty true for her. She's been in front of the camera continuously for the last 7 years. Long time yaar.


I pity her. Really do. Not because she died of cancer at the young age of 27 but because since the time she was 20, she's lived under constant scrutiny.


Hate to think what it would feel like to have people watching every move, every outburst for whole time. More significantly, they are always passing judgement on you.


I pitied her at the time of the racial abuse controversy. What probably was just an emotional outburst in a fight was made into an international controversy. I mean, who hasn't screamed the choicest abuses in a fight? The Ma, behen ki galis(I needn't elaborate, everyone knows them by heart) that are hurled in a simple road fight are a greater insult to a person than racial abuse. But still noone bats an eyelid there. Moral standards, however, change drastically on national television, international in this case.


Another league of people I pity are movie stars. Every move, every word, even a look is under the public eye, literally! No wonder they keep losing their bearings so frequently. It is my idea of a nightmare. Not ghosts, not the past but the public eye. How do I care how many people has Kareena been in a relationship with, or who's the latest gal in Shahid's life, or whether Angie actually slapped Brad? But there are a lot of people who do care and those who will do anything to tell others what went on behind the closed doors.
Things just change their meaning once more people are involved. The first sacrifice at the altar of fame is the most personal: privacy. I hate people who agree to go into the Big Boss (Big Brother, suit urself) house. I find them to be the most desperate people, people who have no self respect. For me the lowest thing someone can do is to expose themselves to the prying eyes of the cameras, 24/7.
Even lower are those people who indulge in 'Kiss n tell'. Selling their most private moments like their night outs, honeymoon, wedding, birth of children to the media for a price tag. Some things are so special, so fragile that you want just your dear ones around you, not every stray hick on the road.
I still am at a loss to understand why people are so desperate for fame that they can sell their most personal memories. I pity them!

Update

Hi,
Writing after a gap of almost two looooooong years. Yes, they have been long, in every sense of the word. Things happened at home, at college, to me emotionally, things that took up a lot of my time. Result, I stopped writing altogether. Not just on my blog but altogether.
But I have made a resolution, 'middle of the year?' you may say but then, you don't need to look at the calender to make a promise to yourself.
I made a promise to myself sometime ago, I will pay more attention to me from now on! Life has been spent living for people, things, grades and all else that's in it. Life without these would be unimaginable. But then, without me, my life would not exist.
From now on, I have promised myself some 'me' time. Time dat would be spent by me on me. Life with its breakneck speed has taken away all the time dat you would spend wid urself. I have in the past two years found time to speak to every one, including family, friends, classmates, ex-classmates, juniors, seniors, labmates, maintenance people, teachers, even the maid but sadly, never myself. I have quite forgotten what I look like. For perverts, I would like to clarify its not what I see in the mirror every morning but what I feel like.
This blog shall now be my conversations with myself. Others are welcome to read but its predominantly me talking to me.
Let's hope I fulfill this resolution! Fingers crossed!

Lonely....

Lonely,
I'm Mr. Lonely
I have nobody to call my own....

Hey i'm not going to paste the very sweet but sad Akon song here but the new story was woven around this song......

Well lets get bk to Jyoti again.......
She has now completed school and has started with college already....

She was happy to be in a new environment, the whole grown up feeling, independence, great work...... in short, she just loved this place.
Everything was going hunky dory till one fine day, she got a call from her friend Nita at school. Their friend Avinash had proposed to her n she was over the moon......
Soon, this was followed up by a lot of pairs being formed both among her school n college friends.
It wasnt as if their were no couples around in school but Jyoti now felt a sharp pain in herself.....

She too wanted a pair. She had started with the pangs of loneliness get to her..... At times, she felt alone even among her new friends bcoz everyone except her ws in pairs...
the song came rushing back to her in the most painful manner......
The urge to love n to be loved was just breaking her up into pieces......

She was well aware of the adage, 'someone for everyone' but it was the wait that was killing her....
Anyhow one day, through a law portal in the chatrooms(she was a law student), she found someone she thought was perfect for her.....
They sat on the net for hours discussing merger laws(their fav topic) and abt the stuff they liked n disliked....
She new that he was the guy whose attitude matched her and she fell in love with the person she chatted with on the net.....

There was only one problem.....
"LA lawyer" was how she knew him, he was supposed to be a lawyer intern in LA n that they both loved whipped cream on their ice cream n they loved strawberry cream cake.
She was well aware of the dangers of net relationships...... but she could not put down her feelings......
What could she do???????

What is love?

Love.....
A lot's been said,
A lot's been written
A lot's been.....
never mind!!!!!!!!!

One morning,
On a bright sunny day,
I asked the sun:
"hey buddy, what is love?"

"Beats me, kid!", he said
"I've never had a chance
To look around,
Find a gal in my stead!
All I've ever done,
Is to go round and round
Never looked, never found!"

On a rainy day,
I asked the cloud,
"Tell me sir, What is love?"

"Love is lightening!", he said,
"It tears you to pieces
But it still is...
The light of your life.
My lightening's my love,
She lives in me
And I,
In her."

On a beautiful night,
I asked the moon,
" So what is Love?"
" Love is a Star!", he said,
"It makes you go over the moon!!!!!!!!
She lights up my life!
She dispells the darkness of the night.
For her, I stay up the whole night."

Then I asked the earth one day,
" What do you think is love?"
" Love is every flower on my bosom,
Every li'l animal that I nourish,
Every tree that grows on me."

" Love is not just cherishing beauty,
Its not just sharing of joy,
Its not just about having fun together,
Its about nourishing with your life,
Its about cherishing the soul,
Its more important to share your sorrows.'

"Love is to cherish each other,
No matter how far,
No matter how close.
Love is the intertwining of souls
Not just comtemplating each other!"

"Take time to love, my dear,
It is the food for the soul",
So said the Earth.
And I knew I had understood
"What is Love!!!!!!!!"

Care to give your opinion???????

Okie, lets tell you another story:

There was this gal, lets call her..... Jyoti. She was in school and had a nice circle of friends. However, when she went to a new school, the new people around welcomed her warmly. She was good friends with them.
Jyoti was an awesome artist and won many many competitions and awards. This stirred jealousy among her new 'friends'. After winning a particularly prestigious competition, she stirred strong adverse feelings among this new group and they started mocking her work to the hilt.
It really hurt Jyoti for she had never tried to hurt anyone. This went on for the next 2 years. The gap between her and her classmates just widened with time. The mocking just grew with each passing day.
Then at the end of school, one of her classmates posted stuff against her on their class blog. Jyoti was hurt badly and swore never to talk to these classmates ever again. But one fine day, one of the particularly malicious classmates called her and wanted to apologise. The next day, another one called and apologised for all that had happened in the last 2 years.
Jyoti considered forgiving them but still was not able to get over the public insult that she had faced on the internet. Then, she received an email from one of these guys which was again pretty much made fun of her.
The class was now planning a trip in the coming vacations after the class 12 results and she was invited too. Jyoti never wanted to go coz she knew the she would end up being the butt of jokes. But somehow, her classmated were insistent. Should she go?

A Story

Well, hi. I will tell you a story today. Its true or not? You may judge yourself.

Once there were these 2 girls: lets call them Anu n Annie.
They first became friends when they were in class 3. They were very dear friends. Of them, Anu was more emotional, can say that she was an emotional fool but Annie was more in control of her emotions.
Their friendship continued very happily till class 6. Then, new girls joined school and Annie got more interested in the more hip gang and Anu went further into the background on her friend list.
Days turned into weeks and weeks into months. Almost at the end of class 6, one day one of Annie's very hip friends teased Anu for her simple dressing. Anu, though simple, was not easily putdownable. The fight grew taking Annie into its fold. Annie, however, sided with her very high nosed friend.
This broke Anu's heart. She could stand up against the world but not her best friend. She rushed out of the room crying and Annie did not follow. Then, without a word being said, their friendship was over!!!!!
Things remained more or less the same for the following 2 years. However, in class 9 when they were made to sit together, the ice started melting. The queerest thing brought them close together- their mutual love of maths. Things got better and they were friends again, not as close as earlier but good enough.
Then in class 11, they both took part in an art competition. Anu made it to the next level but Annie despite being an equally good artiste got left out. She never said anything to Anu, not even congratulations.
Anu managed a great performance in the next level and received a certificate of appreciation for her efforts. The principal lauded her achievement in the assembly. That day in class, Annie passed a sneering comment about some 'snobbish artists' and that hit Anu straight to the heart. A few days later, Annie changed her school and did not even bother telling Anu. For the next 2 years, even though Anu tried contacting Annie, Annie never bothered. This was an iron blow to their friendship.
Then suddenly one day after their 12th boards were over, Annie called Anu. They were very glad to be speaking to each other and the ice melted in the summer that followed. But........
These 2 years were very different for each of them and their worlds changed like anything in this time.
They are good friends today but have missed a lot in each other's lives. Anu longs for the friendship they once had but Annie shows no emotion about it. Whenever they talk or meet, its always good natured interaction but there still is a vacuum in there.
Should they continue as they are, separate altogether or try to revive the friendship that once was?