Be careful what you wish for, 'Cause you just might get it all

It is surprising how your feelings can betray you even if you're behind the safety of a monitor and a key-board and not staring in the eyes of the one you're talking to...

Some 10 minutes back, I was chatting with this dear friend . How easily he figured out that something was not right with me and in an effort to cheer me up he sent me this song. It's by Daughtry and it's called 'Home'. Now, Daughtry happens to be one of my favourite singers anyways and his lyrics are simply heart-rending, but this person didn't know it when he sent me the song. Sheer coincidence, yes (even though I don't believe in coincidences).

The song made me cry and this person blamed himself for it (jerk!) and logged off (nincompoop!).

But perhaps, he must be silently smiling to himself for he knew that was exactly what I needed: some solitude, nice music,reflective lyrics and a catharsis!

Thanks. 

It is amazing how what a good night's sleep or a good half hour of catharsis (and I'm not referring to stimulated evacuation of the bowels here) can do to you. Our eyes need to be cleaned with some tears and our minds with some suspended consciousness in a while to make us see the beauty of life yet again.

I felt I should share it with everyone and so, here I am with the song and the lyrics:  

I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.

Well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.

The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love, it makes true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.

So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.

Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.

Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
I'm going home. 

On a parting note, a line from this song that strikes me every single time-  "Be careful what you wish for, 'Cause you just might get it all."

Give it a thought.
:-)
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Author's note: The idea was to actually talk about that particular line, but I'm now leaving it upto you to see what you have to say to it. Do leave a comment. :-)

Glitch in My Brain

 (Image courtesy: My brain tumor)

Yes, you read right. I have always wondered if there was a glitch in my brain (à la Bella, yes) and I have finally come to the conclusion that it is indeed present!

I was thinking (*sigh* contrary to popular belief, yes, I do think) why I never have any answers and why I keep falling in the same dark holes (like LGL’s crab) over and over again. It was then that an important realization dawned on me- I never know what I want, only that which I don’t want!
 

Now, I don’t have any regrets from my life; I have (more or less) lived it the way I wanted to. I have learnt from my mistakes but never regretted a moment of my life, so far. It was all necessary to make me what I am today. I was learning then, I am learning still and I will continue to learn, always.
 

The trouble, if any, is that, yet again, I do not know what I want and this time I’m afraid of losing my way! Trust me; it is not a good feeling at all.
Ignorance is bliss, you say, eh? Bite me!
THIS ignorance is NOT good!!!
 

Imagine yourself as lost in some gigantic, befuddling intricate labyrinth of sorts; just standing there- inert, passive, stationary- while hundreds, thousands, millions of human souls move about frantically looking for their respective destinations, for the maze has a different escape route for every individual. At least they are aware of their destinations, but what about you? You are just- lost- in every sense of that word.
 

Now can you feel your insides horribly squirming; inexplicably?

It is not good, not good at all.
 

Wish I knew the way out of this maze...
 

I will write more about this ‘glitch in my brain’ (maybe/ maybe not). But for now, it’s time to scoot. A certain author X and his critics A, B and C are all waiting with their paranormal theories to devour whatever is left of my poor brain.

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Author's note: I was seriously considering putting it up on my other blog, but then decided to go against it. Don't ask me why. I don't know!

Currently singing- Phoebe's "Trapped in the Hospital Closet"- 

And they found their bodies the very next day,
they found their bodies the very next day,
la la la, la la la, la la la...
:-)

Eidolon Shadows and Nefarious Dreams

 In the shadows

of tomorrows

I walk.

Cough, croak, choke

On the nefarious dreams-

like a labyrinthine perplexity

of adits and tunnels

in a multitudinous cavern-

they beckon.

Their candy-coated, honeysuckled

Chuckling, cackling, crackling, 

Gleefully furtive deceitful

Beckoning. 

An ambuscade, a trap-

hellish, devilish,

a ressurection of evil itself.

They return, they revisit, they're back

To entangle and ensnare me-

Naive, gullible- a pawn.

I cover, cower, crouch,

Amongst those shadows

Of tomorrows.

Will they come to my rescue?

Emancipate and unshackle

From the serpentine diabolic

That is creeping up on me? 

A sycophant stalker,

but much worse,

For its dagger

wouldn't slaughter.

But strike once and dispose you off-

hopeless, lifeless, corpse-like,

Yet breathing, nonetheless.

I hide myself

In those eidolon shadows

Of tomorrows.

Will they pull me out of this fire?

Will you pull me out of this fire? 

An Ode to Friendship (a Clerihew gone horribly wrong)

(This picture, copyright: Anubhav Pradhan, has been put up here as a celebration of the institution where I met all the wonderful (no pun intended!) people mentioned in the post.)

Author's note: Yes, I know I always include the author's note at the end of my posts but considering the 'sensitive' nature of this post, I've decided to include it before the post! First and foremost, I want to apologize to Mr. Edmund Clerihew Bentley, for it was he who invented the whimsical four-line biographical poem with irregular lengths and an AABB rhyme scheme (courtesy: Wikipedia). It was after reading this post on Aniket's blog that I decided to write some Clerihews about my friends (I have written some before, but never really kept a record of them). Now, I suppose this recent attempt went horribly wrong and I don't know if the following verses can be qualified as Clerihews, but what the heck! Just put them all together and it becomes a poem! Now people (especially the ones mentioned in this piece, their respective bfs and gfs ('cause it's the 'better' halves I'm more scared of), and their well-wishers (if there are any!)), before you go ahead and read the piece and before my inbox is flooded with hate-mail and perhaps even a few threatening ones, I want you to realise that this post has been written in good humour and is intended to be read the same way. If you happen to get offended by whatever you read down there, just keep your mouth shut and bang your head on the wall (you can even scream in your pillow, or anywhere else for that matter, as long as the sound doesn't travel to me) and never talk to anyone about this. Further, these are MY views so you cannot draw any stupid conclusions or weird interpretations.

Ah! Now that we've got those considerations out of the way, let us come to the better part- the poem itself-

An Ode to Friendship

Debabrat Sukla, the Ladies’ Man
Came up with a master plan
He wanted to get six-pack abs
And thought that he’d look fab
But sadly, the plan backfired,
For his diet consisted of only kebabs!

Komal Khulbe, that pretty girl
Would twist and twirl, swoosh and swirl
And walk the streets with elan
Hand in hand with Sukla- her man!

Falak Fatima, the staunch feminist
Wasn’t afraid to use that iron fist
But sadly, when one day Tariq bore the brunt
That was the last she ever led from the front!

Rhea Srivastava, is quite like lava
Trust me buddy, you don’t wanna cross her.
Queen of sarcasm, difficult to comprehend,
Epitome of weird-ness; simply speaking- my dearest friend

Sandipon,
No! The name doesn’t rhyme with porn
He, as we know, is one lost character
Sutta and Daaru is all he’s after!

Abhishek Chauhan,
Woah! What a man!
Is there a fight going on around?
Call him and see them all fall down!

Kamal Kishore... Jon 
Stalking everyone on the phone.
Please make sure you don’t give him your number
Or he’s sure to wake you up from your slumber.

Anubhav Pradhan, a self-appointed squire
Of the city-of-djinns (It’s what he desired!)
His organisational skills are quite well-known
Till date, that farewell is what everybody mourns


Samarth Chandola, a self proclaimed ba****d,
Becoming a tyrant and womanizer were dreams he fostered
All day he would repeat- BTW and BTW
And before you figured what that meant, he’d bid adieu!


Snigdha Jain, the midget?
With her, dare you fidget!
She’s bound to dissect you and then scrutinize.
For this is one dame you just don’t catechize.

Kriti Sharma, the ever-bored
Is, by her own wits, floored.
She never knew she could come up with this
But now that she has, she feels eternal bliss.


Author's note 2: This poem was also posted on facebook because of some dreadfully lethargic slothful procrastinators (yes, I know they're all synonyms!) who just won't click on this link to read the post here. All the comments that this post garners there will be reproduced (in full and without editions) here. 

"I Love Your Blog" Award

I got my second blogger award! This one was awarded by Margaret and even though she wasn't (I hope she'll visit regularly now) really a regular visitor to my blog, she decided to give it to me after reading my comments on this post on Aniket's blog.

The award came at just the right time and I can never ever ever EVER thank Margaret enough! (You may think what's the big deal about it, but it means a lot to me!!!). 

Well, this is not exactly how I had planned to write all this but something happened after my exam this morning and I'm not really as happy as I was last evening when I got the award. I just want to kill some people right now... or hit them on their head (hard enough to make them unconscious and lose their memory) then lock them in a trunk and throw it in some river... so that if and when they are rescued they don't remember anything and are too far away from home to ensure that no one recognises them. But alas! 'Tis not to be! And I had to pass on this award to other bloggers too.

So, here I am, writing the post (and I've already started to feel good after venting out my anger! Woot woot!). 

[Edit: I got the award, again! This time it's from Amritorupa and I love her for saying that my blog "kicks ass". That made me even happier than getting the award twice (and that's saying something!)... Erm... so does this mean I get to distribute it twice as well? (It hasn't been mentioned in the rules, sadly. :-( ) Anyways, I'm giving it to the first set of seven people. If I can distribute it one more time, please let me know. I'd love to pass it on to more people]

This award comes with its own set of rules:

1) Add the logo of the award to your blog (done)

2) Add a link to the person who awarded it to you (done)


3)Nominate at least 7 other blogs (coming to it)


4) Add links to those blogs on your blog(du-uh!)


5) Leave a message for your nominees on their blog(Oh! Alright.)

I'd like to award it to the following bloggers.

1) J- for introducing me to blogging, for writing posts that always force me to introspect, for his habit of ending most posts with a 'to be contd.' and never really getting down to complete them and also for writing some amazingly non-crappy 'crap'! :-)

2) The Nishi- one of my first blogger friends she never fails to inspire me. Her thought- provoking posts on the now deleted blog and the amazing photographs and quotes on her Photoblog always inspire me. I was really sad when she stopped blogging but now she's back with a new blog and I'm one happy soul! :-)

3) Ayushman- because I admire his wonderful poetry and the equally exceptional poetic prose posts. This IITR graduate can give any writer a run for his money, but sadly, it has been 3 months since he last updated his blog. I hope he'll update it now.

4) Anubhav- Lol! I assume you'll 'be jiggered' to get this award but you genuinely deserve one for coming up with those superb semi-academic research papers and the highly entertaining and insightful poems. By the way, consider this your birthday gift! :-)

5) Chris- (for loving my 'dark, brooding posts'! Lol! No.) Because of your noteworthy short stories and posts that span a plethora of subjects. I hope you'd update your blog more frequently too.

6) De-Scribe- A writer par excellence! I won't say anything more... visit his blog and find out yourself!

7) Cherry Flavoured Antacids- for the beautiful poetry that always strikes a chord with me. He is on my "poets I admire" list with the likes of Tennyson, Browning, Wordsworth and Keats.

And for all the other blogs that are in my bloglist and that I follow (even if I don't comment :P)- They are included in the list because I love them; if I didn't, I'd never visit. 

So go on people... spread the cheers!

I

have realised that I stay sane when I spend a considerable time studying and considering my exams are on... padhai  is all I would be doing. So, yes... happy 'sane' days ahead.

Not to self: Why the hell are you still online and waiting for comments on a crappy post as this? Go, Goddammit, study!

It was a bright cold day in April and the clocks were striking thirteen

Right after the first exam- Individual and Society (which went quite well considering the questions were ridiculously easy (and since only I (Yes! The others found it a lil 'weird' and lengthy (WTF!)) found it easy, I'm sure I've screwed it up.)), I was excited (and ruffled and jittery and twitchy... get the picture?) about the next one- Environmental Issues in India (or EII, as it's better known). Since we didn't have any classes in the third term, we had not done a single case study (and there are nine!). I decided to not take things lightly and asked a friend of mine (who happens to be younger than me and yet my senior in college) to help me out. This helpful soul (I'm not being sarcastic!) came to the college and I spent the day studying EII. 

(Check the parenthesis)

What did I learn?

Take a look-

(Click on the pictures for a larger version)

 

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way - in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only. 

- Dickens

You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft; a certain free-margin, and even vagueness - ignorance, credulity - helps your enjoyment of these things.

Now hast thou but [two bare years] to live,

And then thou must be damned perpetually.

Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of heaven,

That time may cease, and midnight never come.

And this our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything. -Shakespeare

 Adda: Our little heaven. They say that Heaven is like TV... a perfect little world, that doesn't really need you.

If you would be pungent, be brief; for it is with words as with sunbeams - the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.

 

Aim at the sun, and you may not reach it; but your arrow will fly far higher than if aimed at an object on a level with yourself.

Character is like a tree and reputation like its shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree is the real thing.

 Every creature is better alive than dead, men and moose and pine trees, and he who understands it aright will rather preserve its life than destroy it. -Thoureau

You will find something more in woods than in books. Trees and stones will teach you that which you can never learn from masters.

I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do.

There's nothing that keeps its youth,

So far as I know, but a tree and truth.

Give me the splendid silent sun with all his beams full-dazzling.

Go often to the house of thy friend; for weeds soon choke up the unused path.

Those whom we support hold us up in life.

False friendship, like the ivy, decays and ruins the walls it embraces; but true friendship gives new life and animation to the object it supports. - Richard Burton

If you reveal your secrets to the wind you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees. - Khali Gibran

To see the earth as it truly is, small and blue and beautiful in that eternal silence where it floats, is to see ourselves as riders on the earth together, brothers on that bright loveliness in the eternal cold. -Archibald MacLeish

Thank heavens the sun has gone in, and I don't have to go out and enjoy it.

We must learn to live together as brothers or perish together as fools. - Martin Luther King Jr.

 

Tis education forms the common mind; 

Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclined. 

- Alexander Pope

 For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together. For nature, it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad. -Edwin Teale

It is not much for its beauty that makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanates from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit. - R.L. Stevenson

 Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction. -Antoine de Saint-Exupery

Gardens and flowers have a way of bringing people together, drawing them from their homes.

 The strongest man in the world is he who stands alone.

It is not growing like a tree in bulk doth make man better be; 

Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, 

To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere, 

A lily of a day is fairer in May 

Although it fall and die that night, 

It was the plant of flower and light, 

In small proportions we just beauties see; 

And in short measures, life may perfect be. 

The Critics' Advocate: Gates to heaven, anyone?

My words fly up, my thoughts remain below. Words without thoughts never to heaven go. - Shakespeare

 The poet only asks to get his head into the heavens. It is the logician who seeks to get the heavens into his head. And it is his head that splits. - Chesterton

From the persistence of noise comes the insistence of rage. From the emergence of tone comes the divergence of thought. From the enlightenment of music comes the wisdom of... silence. - Visions of Gregorian Chants

Thank God men cannot as yet fly and lay waste the sky as well as the earth!

One need not be a chamber to be haunted; One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place. - Emily Dickinson

God loved the birds and invented trees. Man loved the birds and invented cages.

In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path in a clearer light, and what is elusive and deceptive resolves itself into crystal clearness. Our life is a long and arduous quest after Truth.

I think that I shall never see a billboard lovely as a tree. Perhaps, unless the billboards fall, I'll never see a tree at all.

That's what college is for - getting as many bad decisions as possible out of the way before you're forced into the real world. I keep a checklist of 'em on the wall in my room.

It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.

And you think I would waste such a good day trying to study wretched EII? Naah!! Impossible.

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Author's note: I just wasted some two hours  searching for good quotes and uploading these pictures. If you don't leave a comment... I'll haunt you forever with a dagger in my hand chanting "It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen". 

Have fun.

Cheers! 

Girl Like That (The Musical Tag)

I remember I was tagged by Nishi (and someone else too, though now I don't even remember who it was). Now, this tag happened some 8-9 months ago and me being the lazy-bum that I am never got down to actually doing it. One of the reasons being the fact that my computer would constantly keep crashing down all through last year which meant that I never really had any songs for the data was all lost (Yes, I never created a back-up). But now that I have some 4GB worth of music in my pc (and after a downloading marathon-167 songs in one day) I have decided to finally do this tag.
The rules of the game are pretty simple.
First of all, put your MP3 player/media player on shuffle.
For each question, press the next button for your answer.
You should write the song down, no matter what.

1. IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY?", YOU SAY?


F. N. T.- Semisonic.  
I'm surprised that you've never been told before
That you're lovely and you're perfect
And that somebody wants you

I'm surprised that you've never been told before
That you're priceless yeah, you're holy
Even when you are not new.

Although I generally tell them the truth, I have a knack for saying it in a way that won’t really hurt anyone. The fact that I also have a knack for seeing the good in just about everyone and everything comes in quite handy! :-)

2. WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?

Wake Up- Lost Prophets
So are we lost or do we know 
Which direction we should go 
Sit around and wait for someone to take our hands and lead the way 

Cuz every day we're getting older 
And every day we all get colder 
We're sick of waiting for our answers 

Wake up, Wake up, Wake up, 
Yeah so tired of waiting, waiting for ourselves 
Wake up, Wake up, Wake up, 
Yeah so sick of waiting, for us to make a move

Well, this doesn’t really describe my personality but ‘tis quite true... In the sense that I do need to wake up. I am a procrastinator and it’s high time I l took things in my own hands.


3. WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?

In Bloom- Nirvana
He’s the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
don't know what it means

LOL! Although this is not what the song implies but I guess someone who is easy to get along with, someone who appreciates life and is humble (and a little lost too, perhaps. Don’t know why, but for some weird reason I like that!)

4. HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?

I’m ready- Bryan Adams
I'm Ready - To Love Ya 
I'm Ready - To Hold Ya 
I'm Ready - To Love Ya 
I'm Ready - To Hold Ya 
Ready as - I'm gonna be

Yes, I’m ready. Not for anything else, but for my exams that begin tomorrow. LOL.

5. WHAT IS THE PURPOSE OF YOUR LIFE?

Yes- Beyonce
Huh? Now this doesn’t make sense!
Do I get another chance?
Well, this is my tag... I, sure as hell, do!

Good Riddance- Greenday
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

Yes, yes, this figures! The purpose of my life- to make the best out of it, to enjoy every moment, to live it to the fullest!


6. WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?

Knocking On Heaven’s Door- Guns and Roses

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door

Again, although the song implies something else, this, for me, would mean a constant urge to move higher.  I don’t really have a motto but there are two that I generally remind myself of- 

‘Citius, Altius, Fortius’- The Olympic motto. It translates into ‘Faster, Higher, Stronger’

'Solum Dum Prae Oculis'- It’s Latin and it means ‘Only God before Your Eyes’. Now, I’m not much of a religious person, in fact, I’m not at all religious. So, for me this motto translates into something like- “Only the goal before Your Eyes”... nothing else matters. Focus is important. 


7. WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?

Say Goodbye- Skillet

Things are changing 
It seems strange and 
I need to figure this out 
You've got your life 
I got mine 
But you're all I cared about 
Yesterday we were laughing 
Today I'm left here asking 
Where has all the time gone now 
I'm left alone somehow 
Growing up and getting older 
I don't want to believe it's over 

Well, I’m not one to desert my friends. I’ve been on the receiving end so many times in the past that I can’t even dream of doing that to anyone. I don’t really know what my friends think of me, but if they know me they would know that they’re the most important thing in my life. I cherish them all!


8. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?

Slow dancing in a burning room- John Mayer

It's not a silly little moment,
It's not the storm before the calm.
This is the deep and dying breath of
This love that we've been working on.

Can't seem to hold you like I want to
So I can feel you in my arms.
Nobody's gonna come and save you,
We pulled too many false alarms.

We're going down,
And you can see it too.
We're going down,
And you know that we're doomed.
My dear,
We're slow dancing in a burning room.

Again- fits in more than one ways. I cannot really explain, it’s too complicated

(I’m starting to get an eerie feeling now. This tag is weird. Somehow, all the songs seem to fit the questions (apart from that one exception, of course) and surprisingly, all the songs have a prophetic feel to them. They’re not just answering the questions but predicting the future. )


9. WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?

All Good Things Come to an End- Nelly Furtado

Honestly, what will become of me?
I don't like reality
It's way too clear to me

But really life is dandy
We are what we don't see
We miss everything daydreaming

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?

Darn! Too perfect! Bull’s eye! Fits to the T! Now you know what I mean when I say this quiz is prophetic and that’s freaking me out. This song has inspired me in more ways than one. I think about it every so often. It has become a sort of an anthem for me and it had to answer this question. Even if I was deliberately picking up songs to answer these questions- this is the one song I would’ve picked! 


10. WHAT IS 2+2?

All Apologies- Nirvana

What else should I be?
All apologies.

LOL! Is that my playlist apologising for it doesn’t know the answer? Genius, ain’t it? LOL


11. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?

  Please Forgive Me- Bryan Adams

  So If you're feelin' lonely.. don't 
  You're the only one I'd ever want 
  I only wanna make it good 
  So if I love ya a little more than I should

It says it all, doesn’t it? I don’t have one best friend... don’t really believe in that concept. For me, there are friends and acquaintances... if you’re a friend, then you’re the most important thing in my life. Period.


12. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?

Bryan Adams- Cloud Number Nine

  And the moon is out and the stars are bright 
  And whatever comes s'gonna be alright 
  Cause tonight you will be mine - up on cloud number nine 
  And there ain't no place that i'd rather be 
  And we can't go back but you're here with me 
  Yeah, the weather is really fine - up on cloud number nine

  Ahem ahem! I refrain from saying anything more. *wink*


13. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?

My World- Sick Puppies

So here I am again. 
In the middle of the end.
And the trust I wish I'd made
I always make too late

Welcome to my world
Where everyone I ever need always ends up leaving me alone.
I know that yes it burns
And I'm drowning in the ashes
Kicking
Screaming
Welcome to my world

Crap! Scarily accurate, yet again! My life, so far has been one hell of a ride and that’s all I’m willing to divulge


14. WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?

For Sure- Lost Prophets

If I can walk 1000 miles a day i try
To do it cos I don't know if u really say
I think I saw the sky tonight
Pushing through it feels alright
And I just don't know who I want to be


At times I think that all I need is summer sun
Burning in my eyes and breaking through the trees
At times I feel my place is empty
It looks as though I never met me
But my smile does only show one side of me

True! I just don’t know who or what I want to be, yet. Maybe, someday I’ll figure it out. 


15. WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?

A Thousand Apologies- Lost Prophets

SO AFRAID!
Thoughts come my way,
LOSE IT ALL!
But it was nothing anyway,
WHAT'S DONE IS DONE!
And I know I'll be saved, 
In time you will,
SO MOVE ON!
God said he'd help me through

I’ve done what I could. Now, all I can do is to wait for results.


16. WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?

Irreplaceable- Beyonce

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you by tomorrow
So won't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable

ROFLMAO! Not one day passes when my parents don’t express their wish to trade me for anyone else! (Although, I know they don’t really mean it but I know they always wish I was something else- a little better, perhaps.)Hahahaha. This one was really funny.

17. WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?

Ride- Lost Prophets

With you it's never good enough
Because you want the stuff
That could change your future
You're lost amongst a sea of chance
And now the more you dance
Just gets you sinking deeper

Its ok don't apologize
You don't know what you're striving for
And you never seem to try
It's too early, don't live your lie
Keep on moving, it's time to

Ride, ride, ride, now it's time to ride, ride, ride

I can’t dance to this song (ever!) but this song will be definitely played on my wedding (if there is one). For sure!

18. WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?

Like You’ll Never See Me Again- Alicia Keys

If I had no more time
No more time left to be here
Would you cherish what we had?
Was it everything that you were looking for?
If I couldn't feel your touch
And no longer were you with me
I'd be wishing you were here
To be everything that I'd be looking for
I don't wanna forget the present is a gift
And I don't wanna take for granted the time you may have here with me
'Cause Lord only knows another day is not really guaranteed

So every time you hold me
Hold me like this is the last time
Every time you kiss me
Kiss me like you'll never see me again
Every time you touch me
Touch me like this is the last time
Promise that you'll love me
Love me like you'll never see me again

I guess this should be played before the funeral rather than at it! But, nonetheless, it’s a good reminder that nothing is eternal, nothing stays forever... so make the most of what you have for you never know, kya pata- kal ho naa ho!


19. WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?

Stop Crying Your Heart Out- Oasis

Cos all of the stars are fading away 
Just try not to worry you'll see them some day 
Take what you need and be on your way 
And stop crying your heart out
Erm, ‘counselling’ is not really my idea of a hobby or interest but yes, I cannot see someone in pain or in trouble. I’ll do anything to help them out, no matter what it takes. As far as my hobbies are concerned although writing, reading , blogging, singing and visiting historical monuments are some of the usually mentioned things... what I actually love is- daydreaming! 


20. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?

Embryonic Journey- Jefferson Airplane

Hahahahaha! It’s an instrumental. No lyrics! So, my biggest secret is also the best kept secret and the best part- it remains a secret!

21. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?

Sach Keh Raha Hai Diwana Dil- RHTDM

So, am I trying to advise them or what? This is a weird song. Yes, there have been betrayals and backstabbing in the past but who cares! I have an awesome bunch of friends and I love them all!

22. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOURSELF?

Some Broken Hearts Will Never Mend- Don Williams

Some broken hearts never mend,
Some memories never end,
Some tears will never dry,
My love for you will never die

Lots of people like rainbows. Children make wishes on them, artists paint them, dreamers chase them, but I am ahead of everybody. I live on one. What's more, I've taken it apart and examined it, piece by piece, colour by colour, and I still believe in it. It isn't easy to believe in something after you know what it's really like, but I am essentially a realist, even though my address is tomorrow, with a wild-blue-yonder zip code. Basically, what I'm trying to say is that I'm a dreamer. I live in a world of my own and yet I'm always real. It’s kind of contradictory but not really. 
I'm susceptible to sudden flashes of inspiration, and my intuition is remarkable (Yes, I know it sounds as if I'm gloating ... but it's all true). My judgment may not seem sound or practical at first, because I see months and years ahead. I live in tomorrow. What I say will come true, perhaps after many delays and troubles, but it will come true (Yes it will, no matter what). You can safely say- "She's a little bit magic."
LOL! I can be such a narcissist! I love myself and I love life! (Considering I’m also a pseudo-suicidal freak, this sounds contradictory again, right? Perfect! You’ve now got the gist of what I think of myself.)

23. WHAT WILL YOU NAME YOUR POST?

Girl Like That- Matchbox 20

Well you got to think with a girl like that 
Any love is better than nothing 
It's better than nothing 
You got to think, with a girl like that 
Any love at all, is better than nothing 
It's better than nothing 
Yeah she drags you down and she pulls you up 
She pulls you up 
Says that she's sorry now but it's not enough 
To pull you up 
She's sorry

Quite, quite apt. Yes, ‘Girl Like That’ suits this post (especially after the last answer!)


24. WHAT SONG ARE YOU? 

Rise Today- Alterbridge

The wind is blowing cold
Have we lost our way tonight?
Have we lost our hope to sorrow?

Feels like we're all alone
Running further from what's right
And there are no more heroes to follow

So what are we becoming?
Where did we go wrong?

Yeah, oh yeah
I want to rise today
And change this world

Yeah, oh yeah
Oh, won't you rise today
And change this world

Yay Yay! Yes, I want to rise today and change this world!

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Author’s note: I loved the tag and I’m glad I didn’t do it before. Some things are just meant to be! :-)

P.S.: I didn't cheat at all! Except that one question where the song wouldn't make sense and I even mentioned it. 

Tag-time: I'd like to tag some of new blog buddies (that is to say if they haven't done it already)- Aniket, Amritorupa (have I spelt it correctly?), Prianca, Anubhav (Yes, Anubhav... another step ahead towards your teenagerisation; I want to see you do this!) Aakash, Sandi ('cause otherwise he'll never update his blog) and Rhea (She's back! Woohoo!)

'Cause it is important to have Friends...

For all my friends... 

I am truly blessed to have you guys in my life. :-)

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An Apology

To The One Who Has Been Wronged,

I am sorry. Truly sorry. Yes, it was my mistake. I should have, perhaps, enquired why you went ahead and said what you did. I should have atleast tried to clarify. But like you said, I was self-obssessed. I could not think of any other implication of your words. One of the reasons being the last line. But nothing can be undone now. The damage has been done. I have hurt you. But it was a mistake, a huge misunderstanding on my behalf. I know nothing I say now can put it right but I just want you to know that I am extremely sorry and will always be. I am not begging for forgiveness 'cause, perhaps, I don't deserve it. If you can ever forgive me though, I'll be grateful. I do not want to lose a friend.

K

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