Friday, April 30, 2010
Somedays I am sad...
I think we grow older only to become more and more cold and numb. If this had happened a couple of years earlier I would have been broken. Now it is easier to make myself believe that it never happened. That is the only way to make peace with myself. Many days I even forget that you were there in my life for that short span of time and that you are gone forever. I imagine what it would be like to bump into you. I always think of myself as successful , happy, doing very well for herself and slim of course and one fine day we bump into each other on the street on a rainy day in London or Paris or even New York almost as if strangers were passing by.
I always always think of us running into each other in London. Silly me. You’ll be your old jovial, witty self and with an insipid girl who’ll be far removed from what I am. Yeah you have a thing for lifeless women with dead pan expressions on their faces. I‘ll be me all joyful and you’d be astounded to see me after all these years and wondering how I landed up in your city and you never heard a word of it. You’ll look at me and realize what you missed out on. I won’t feel a thing cos I wouldn’t like the you that you turned out to be. No I wouldn’t be in love with the you that you are gonna be.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Baby If you are stingy then I am just not that Into You...
I finally did snap out of it and it happened in a split of a second during that 10 minute conversation and I saw *** for exactly what *** is worth. I guess this experience has actually made me appreciate some people in my life whose generosities never seemed larger than life before but now from my perspective they do. I knew about the big bad world before and I knew about those wolves who came dressed in the sheep’s clothing or the devils who are on the prowl under the garb of an angel. Met a very interesting variety of people in the last couple of years or so but this time I am actually baffled on how someone can have all the right credentials and look so regular and yet when you scratch beneath the surface something so fundamental is oh so wrong. Bottom line being baby if you are gonna be this stingy then I am just not that into you. Period.
Monday, August 31, 2009
And now you know...
I know you but I don’t know you. We’ve met but we haven’t met. Do I miss you? Hmmmm no but I can grow to miss you. I have so many questions in my mind. I wonder if I can make you laugh or I wonder if the time would fly when we are together. Together as in friends together and don’t worry I don’t hope for anything melodramatic and out of the blue. I have no idea how this is gonna be. I wish I could say that I am totally convinced about you and me but I am not cos I actually have no idea what you think of me but for the fact that I can fluster you and get you all worked up when you think I am angry with you. I like talking to you but I keep waiting for that one perfect conversation. I love your patience though cos I wasn’t born with much of it. That is something I have to learn from you if you are gonna be around in my life in the way I want you to. You know I never knew what I was fishing for when I first started pinging you hoping that one day you would ping me back. I must’ve pinged you some 4 times before you got around to take notice of me and pinging me on your own accord. By then I had kinda forgotten about you thinking this guy just isn’t interested. I still don’t know how interested you are. I remember bugging Par and Shivi about what I should talk to you about on chat and later how to sustain a conversation on phone. I remember writing points down before our nightly conversations and the conversations just never turned out to be the way I wanted them to. Everything has been so unexpected and I mean it. It just isn’t the way I thought it would be and maybe its gonna continue in the same fashion. I am clueless Sunshine completely clueless. The funniest being the fact that you call yourself Sunshine and that is what I use to call S. S was my sunshine but didn’t quite turn out to be my sunshine at the end of it.
I was so much in agony yesterday and I was dying wondering when are you gonna call, when are you gonna react and do I make any difference to you? I hate playing hard to get but with you I am compelled to play hard to get at times. I don’t wanna scare you with the intensity of my emotions. I try so hard to play cool, act like I don’t care half as much as I do. Sigh! But now you know. Yes you know.Thursday, August 27, 2009
Here I come
Na this isn't gonna be easy but for once lets channelise our energies in the right direction however insipid the studying might get cos its the end that matters and at the end when one has a CS its gonna be such a high. Yup! :-) This seems doeable or undoeable? Would Dad have approved of it? I wonder if he would have. All this while I wanted to run away to Africa, Afghanistan and even Iraq and I guess I still would wanna but for my poor Mother heheh! Naaaa this is what I am gonna do. I made up my mind now.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Sunshine on my shoulders
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Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy
Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry
Sunshine on the water looks so lovely
Sunshine almost always makes me high
If I had a day that I could give you
I’d give to you a day just like today
If I had a song that I could sing for you
I’d sing a song to make you feel this way
Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy
Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry
Sunshine on the water looks so lovely
Sunshine almost always makes me high
If I had a tale that I could tell you
Id tell a tale sure to make you smile
If I had a wish that I could wish for you
I’d make a wish for sunshine all the while
Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy
Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry
Sunshine on the water looks so lovely
Sunshine almost always makes me high
Sunshine almost all the time makes me high
Monday, July 20, 2009
No I don't wanna like you not one bit, not at all..
I so wish I was unaffected but I am not. Ditzy darlin' what am I gonna do now since I am falling headlong into it I think. Can I stop myself from falling and plunging and hurting? Gimme a safety jacket please. I don't even know you well enough to like you. Sigh! Am I imagining the liking or its mutual?Are we on the same page or we'll just keep gliding along aimlessly like the rest?
