Things I Like Doing When I'm pouring Out!

Everybody has emo times. Everyone has the right to be a Little Bitch and bawl like the sky is falling on our heads. I do to. And I won't deny loving every bit of it! xD

1. Teddy Bears to the Rescue!

  My parents gave Rock to me as a gift a couple of years ago. He's not the biggest teddy bear ever, but he's very very VERY huggable. And warm. And comforting. And God knows, how many times I have cried on his very narrow shoulders. I can SWEAR to God, it feels like he hugs right back! So I hug him, wail, hug him some more, and it's all over! 

2. Black pepper Tea with Jeera Khaari

  It's a cup of tea, with pepper, and milk, and sugar, and tea leaves, and it makes my day. It brings the josh and junoon right back into me, and I plan my day, and leave no time for being emo.

3. Sit By The Lake

  I love living where I do, cause it has Powai Lake a couple of streets away. It's the most beautiful place ever, and every time I go there, this sort-of realization comes to me that there's more to the world that what I know. Awesome.

4. Ranting and Venting

  Though this helps the most, I RARELY do it. I really DO want to talk to someone and get them to help me with my insignificant problems in life, but excessive venting may lead to one's alienation by even the closest friends ever. I mean, who even wants to listen to to sadness all the time?! #Pfft

5. Making Playlists

  There are two types of bad-mood modes, when it comes to me. One is the normal, "My Life is a Problem"-type bad-mood, and there's the PMS-type bad-mood. When It's "my Life is a Problem"-type bad mood, my playlist MUST include the likes of Grace Kelly (Mika), I'll Pray For You (Jared and the Long Road to Love), Lazy Song (Bruno Mars), Dance with Me Tonight (Olly Murrs) and so on. The PMS-type needs How to Save a Life (The Fray), Whiskey Lullaby (Brad Paisley), Not Meant to Be ( Theory of a Dead Man), Breakeven (The Script). Uff! I'm such a Drama Queen! -.-"

6. Hug My Blanket and Cry myself to Sleep

  Yes, I do that too. As I said before, I'm such a Drama Queen! 

7. Take a Shower

  If it's a cold evening, and the water heater is working, a shower works BEST! Especially if my shampoo happens to smell good. Mmm :)

8. Watch a season of HIMYM

  Sometimes, I just randomly pick a season of How I Met Your Mother, and just watch it fully. It brings me to a conclusion, that instead of sitting and feeling low, I should go out there and do something! Life is always too short for crying, and plus, whatever it may be, Ted's problems are always greater! :P

9. Watch The Lion King I

  The movie makes me cry somemore when Mufasa dies, but by the end of the movie, it's just tears of joy. Which is awesome.

10. Just do...nothing!

  There are times, when I'm sad, and I just do nothing, and I'm happy again. So basically, This whole post was just a waste of time. But well... 

How to Rid Yourself Of a Stalker- 101

Like a lot of other stuff on the planet, Stalkers also come in a lot of shapes, sizes, colours, wavelengths, textures, etc. My personal experience with stalkers goes back a year, when I joined Junior College for the first time. In the beginning, it was slightly awkward and it tortured me cause I found no way to deal with it without being rude and unsympathetic! But you learn as you grow...and I learnt as I grew! :P
In this blog post, I am going to give you an example, of how I dealt with an SMS stalker (dude who stalked me over texts). That one guy would just not stop! Ever! Even after SHOWING him that I was absolutely disinterested in small-talking with him, not replying five out of the six times he texted me IN.A.DAY, he just wouldn't stop! :|
So a friend of mine came up with a creative and rather exciting solution to my problem, and here's how it all went! (I'm putting in notes in brackets).

Stalker: ssup... (cheap short form of What's Up)

Me: puss...


Stalker: Lol mood me he kya

Me: Sai Baba Rules!


Stalker: wat...wer r u...and wat has happend 2u...

Me: Nagpur...Hypermetropia...yes :P


Stalker: So tu kal ky xam nahi degena... (Bad language, bad grammar, but i figured he was asking me if I was giving my exam the next day)

Me: Blue's Clues! :P


Stalker: lucky u be...enjoyin...? wats the occasion...is it eid (whaaa..? I didn't say yes, did I? :P)

Me: my name


Stalker: lucky u be...enjoyin...? wats the occasion...is it eid

Me: My goat's name is Akbar and he's a Goat.


Stalker: babe kys sadaa rahe hai yar i feel lik hitting myself (Babe...he called me babe...HE CALLED ME BABE! WTF!)

Me: <no reply>

Stalker: heloooooo der kya ("Der kya" is his favorite message...sends it tens of times in a day -_-)

Me: I have to ask you something...


Stalker: sae na

Me: Promise me you'll give me a truthful answer...I don't want your sympathy...I just want a truthful answer!


Stalker: Ya bt sae na

Me: It's a life or death question...I don't know how to ask you...This is very difficult for me! I'm scared of what your answer will be!

Stalker: ask the questin yar

Me: Kya aapke paas LIC Jeevan Anand Policy hai?


Stalker: Nop y (FACEPALM! I don't even know what to say! xD)

Me: Jai Mata Di!


Stalker: wat kind off question was dat?

Me: Thermodynamics is the branch of science that deals with different forms of energy, the quantitative relationship between them, and the energy changes that occur in physical and chemical processes.


Stalker: <calls back>

Me: <doesn't pick up>


Stalker: bol na ky puch na tha (kill me! -_-)

Me: Will we still be friends after I ask you this question?


Stalker: ya be

Me: Kya aapne Rin safedi challenge liya hai?


Stalker: abhi tu bhaad me ja samja na...... :@

Me: Yes! :P


Stalker: <no reply>

Me: <happiness>

And with all that Cheese!

No, this post is NOT about my love for the very delicious dairy product. It's about some of my couple best-friends, and their never ending, cheesy love for each other. Everything from the disturbing PDA to the kill-me-with-a-toothpick dialogues, you have to live through them ALL! But despite all the drama I do, covering my face with my hands and crying out that I'm scarred for life, I love it! These people are more entertainment  than I could EVER want, and I know they love me tons! And for them, I'd rather be scarred for life than without them! And I love them so much, that I'm making a blogpost about it! :D

 CASE I: I can't even start telling you about how much I HATED it when Couple#1 started dating! Both of them were the best of friends I had for a while, and BOOM! They began dating, and BOOM, they forgot about my existence! -_- Of course, it took a while (nearly a year, for the love of God), but they were out of their honeymoon phase soon enough, and I was a part of their world again, and I LOVE it now! Everything from the silly fights they have, to eavesdropping on their lovey-dovey conversations in the chemistry lab. From the "You only think about yourself!" To the "How's the cake?" "Not as sweet as you!", Couple#1 is a hell lot of entertainment...and a LOT about love!
<3
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CASE II: Couple#2 was a little weird. People who couldn't even recognize each other were (BOOM!) dating. Again, it was all awkward (this time, because I was being an orthodox idiot :P), but it died down and I started hanging out with them as the third wheel. There were times, when I would watch one of them being spanked with an umbrella. There were times when I had to listen to "Do you want to eat that?" "I want to eat you!". And there was a lot more. But there were also LONG conversations about Double Cheese Margarita, and all the free Safaris (My LOVE)  I got and the best of all is being able to come home and write all this down with an absolute Tee-hee-hee feeling! :D Fact is, I absolutely love hanging out with Couple#2, and need them as much as I need Couple#1.
:)

And From all I have had to say about both, Couple#1 and Couple#2, irrespective of the amount of drama I do, I want them to LAST! I don't want any of this to be over. Ever! And with all that cheese, they're still some of the awesomest people I have ever met! 

Things I Like doing when the Clouds are pouring out!

Picture Courtesy- Pujarini Ghosh

1.Taking a Walk
    After waiting long enough for the clouds to rain over us, most Mumbaikars enjoy getting drenched to the bone! Every monsoon, bheegna toh banta hai yaar!

2. Listening to Music from the Golden Age 
    Not many feelings happen to beat that of the pouring rain and befitting music. My favorite rainy-day tunes happen to be the likes of Rimjhim Gire Saawan, Kahin Door Jab Din Dhal Jaae, and  Eena Meena Deeka.

3. Food!
    Moving away from the stereotypical  pakoda and Aloo Bhajiya, I like to live the monsoon to it's fullest with a plate of Kanda Poha! One hot plate, along with a cup of chai (Tea) is what I like to call the "Dhinkchak Dhapak" feeling!

4. Sitting on a windowsill
    Sometimes, just sitting on a windowsill while it rains outside is a wonderful experience in itself! Like they say, The sound of rain makes everything better. So shut your eyes, and take it aaaalll in!

5. Going Higher!
    Terraces and hillocks give a better feel to the rains. I happen to have some personal experiences on the terrace of a certain Customs Colony in Powai! With five absolutely close friends, a breathtaking view of Powai Lake and winds that seemed to love blowing through our hair! God do I miss those times!

6. Puddle Jumping
    Being heavier than normal, the only thing I like wearing is Jeans and T shirts, and I maintain my style statement even in the monsoons. Now, everyone knows how much of a pain it is to dry denims. But me! Naaaah I don't care! Puddle jumping is one of my favorite activities, more fun when in a group, and I couldn't care lesser about wet jeans!

7. A Hot Cuppa!
   And I'm not even referring to chai! What I am referring to is the typical South Indian Love- Coffee! Everything from a simple cup of instant coffee at home to my favorite Irish Nut Creme from Gloria Jean's makes my rainy-day!

8.Being Sporty!!
    I'm sure everyone would agree outdoor sports on rainy days are HEAVEN! Football, Basketball, anything! It's always fun!

9.Being a Bookworm
    This is for when I feel lazy. To curl up in the sitting area in my room, which I like calling "The Cozy Corner", with my blanket (The LOVE of my life) on with a good book makes me very comfortable! What makes things even better is to fall asleep halfway!

10.Making Paper Boats
   God Bless the roads of Mumbai which double up as mini rivers in the monsoon! They just never let me get bored of paper boats from ever since I was 7 up until now.


     
     

Song Review: Lazarus by Porcupine Tree

I can, with absolute confidence, say that Lazarus is the most beautiful song I have ever heard; something I would expect from a psychedelic rock band like Porcupine Tree! 

 The song begins with a soft acoustic guitar segment, which instantly sets the mood to the right tempo. The vocals compliment the softness of the music in every way possible, that and thoughtful and befitting lyrics. The first verse of the song manages to put you in just the right state of mind to fall in love with the rest of it!
 The chorus begins, bringing with it a section of heavy piano notes. Still, all is beautiful! Somewhere around this time, you feel lost, like as if in the darkest of woods with a deep navy sky and a full, glistening Moon as the only light! This song made me feel a part of the whole scenery; a lost soul in the wilderness, probably wandering around desperately in an attempt to take in all of the silence.The song is all about listening to your heart to find what you want.

And then a voice inside my head,

breaks the analogue

and says...

Ever since I heard this song for the first time, suicide seems to be the only thing that this song can be about. And suicide doesn't necessarily mean 'giving up'! Almost every sentence in the song seems to refer to wanting to go to a 'better place', where the soul and mind can be happy. The first verse (as quoted above) refers to a "voice inside my head" ,which could be referring to spiritual voice, that calls out to the being.

Follow me down to the valley below

Moonlight is bleeding from out of your soul.

My David don't you worry

This cold world is not for you!

So rest your  head upon me

I have the strength to carry you.

Repeated references are made which indicate that "David" wasn't happy; Cheerless towns, twisted folk, etc! The voice inside his head was probably a reward for his unspoken deeds and good heart, probably, a path to his salvation!

Of course, we can make many such theories. Irrespective of what it means, the song manages to appeal to a wide range of ears, and that is what makes it incredible! Soulful music, perfect lyrics, and a excellent ambiance, all puts Lazarus on top of my list of favorites! This song is best listened to in peace, with headphones on, and closed eyes!

Video (with lyrics) - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nTjc1sPktlY
Download Link-  http://beemp3.com/download.php?file=9855005&song=Lazarus
Porcupine Tree Wikipedia Page- en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Porcupine_Tree

Momo :)

The awesomest things come in tiny packages! And this is about how I found my little package!
It all started with me agreeing to 'foster' an injured kitten for a week. And the next thing I knew, there was a skinny little thing at my doorstep in a box. When I first saw him, he was ALL bones and had practically no fur on himself. He was frightened and cold and above all, a boombox! He just wouldn't stop mewing.
After a lecture on what to feed him and when to give him his smelly medicines, I took him into my room. Even though I have kept cats almost all my seventeen year old life, I felt that this was going to be tough! I had never taken care of a weaning kitten who was almost mauled to death. Honestly, the entire thought of being held accountable of how this kitten was a week later scared me a lot!  He was in a bad shape...He really was! He had no fur on his neck (where the skin had just grown back on the wound), Scars all over his body, patches of skin missing from his feet where he had bitten himself out of frustration and an absolute fear of anything that moved. I made him a cozy bed below my bed and put him to sleep. All I could do was HOPE that he was warm for the rest of the night!
I woke the next day to find Momo (A random name I used for him most of the time. I didn't name him because he was leaving in a week anyway! There wasn't any sense in attaching myself to him!) sleeping on my bag. He looked like the cutest little thing! I fed him and went about with the rest of the day. I still felt keeping him was just a responsibility. But that was about to change pretty soon! That night, it was pretty cold! and nothing in my room seemed warm enough for him and so, he didn't stop mewing for the love of GOD! So I picked him up and put him on my bed, thinking that he would sleep at my feet. But that BUGGER! He chose my neck to sleep on! And I woke the next day with a pain in the neck! Literally! But somehow, I loved him! Though I was annoyed, I felt really nice that I made him feel comfortable! I played with him a little that day. He slowly started to warm up to me and the house and I could see that he was comfortable an at home here. That night, he again slept on my neck and I liked it! I couldn't sleep until I was sure that he was comfortable! Sometimes, he would wake me up in the middle of the night if he got too hungry. This went on for the rest of the while he was with me. He became a part of my life in just three days! I couldn't sleep at night without him on my neck and my day wouldn't really begin without a ceralac-smelling mew right next to my face! It was a wonder to see how well he was recovering in the next few days! He had completely stopped biting himself and his fur had started to grow back! He ran around and did everything normal kittens his age would do! It was just awesome! Somewhere around that time, I started to look at him as more of a friend than as a responsibility. It felt nice to be like a mom again. I hadn't felt like that since the last time my cat gave birth and left her kittens with me. It was an honour. The pride I felt every time he did something that qualified as extraordinary for a kitten his age with wounds like that, my heart would do a backward flip! The week was everything I would call beautiful! As much as I didn't want to, I ended up attaching myself to him. He meant the world to me! Nothing I can think up can describe how proud I was of him and how much I wanted him to STAY! But then, he had to leave...and leave he did!
The day he left was all messed up for me. To watch his box being taken away was pure torture. I do wish he could stay with me. He was happy and I know it. It showed! And I was happy too and I know it! But when you choose to love someone, you have to accept letting go as well. Today, I look back at that week and know that it was a brilliant week! I consider myself lucky to have been able to contribute to the recovery of Momo...wherever he is, I shall NEVER forget him. He still means the world to me!