Saturday, March 31, 2012



I woke up to the smell of rain today.
For a few minutes, everything was ok.

Friday, March 30, 2012

I miss meat like anything.

About : Hating lent

I'd like to wear something that fits like a sock.
Sadly, I don't own anything like that.

Heh :)

I often hate meeting new people. The filtration process is such a bore.

-I've have all your stories. Don't you miss writing?
=I do.

About: Writers and entertainers and people you can love
You’d think that a woman who’s been trampled on and scarred, would do anything in her power to never be trampled on again….

(Taken from a Yellow Rabbit)
Tagged: Idiots
The roads feel like sewers.
The traffic, like sewage.

Category : Sewage

Thursday, March 29, 2012

Poise and rationality

Why I like Gareth Hoover

He doesn't hold a grudge forever, the way I do.

Category : Gareth Hoover

There's this person who was talking to me about the masses, sheep mentality, corporations and the responsibility of the artists to try to make available to the masses the choice to be free. It was not everybody that would see, but only a few.
So I heard, 'chosen few', 'free choice'(which I translated into 'free will') and 'he who can see, let him see'. Sounded like Jesus to me.
I told him so (tongue in cheek of course).

He went ape shit on me.

Category: Jesus of suburbia
Heisenberg's uncertainty principle

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

"If you want my advice, Peter, you've made a mistake already. By asking me. By asking anyone. Never ask people. Not about your work. Don't you know what you want? How can you stand it, not to know?"

People flirt and smile a lot more in summer.

Category : Lovin' summer

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

I'm only caring about what I care about at the moment. Not sure why.

Category : Want, feel, need, don't

My question is, if he took the blue pill, so what?

Category: The apathetic
Thinkers can be tiring, tiresome.

Category: I think, therefore I am
I could love someone just for their tongue in cheek sense of humour. I truly could.
I could forgive them their trespasses too.
6. be happy.
7. smile.

Monday, March 26, 2012

The Hunger Games.
Not bad.

Category : Movie review

Sunday, March 25, 2012

I launder money. Literally.

Fear is crippling.

Nauseating or sweet?
Defenses down

Saturday, March 24, 2012

I'm Sexy And I Know It

I love the song for the sheer audacity of it.

I <3 Shalu

I'm lovin' summer.

Friday, March 23, 2012

A rock, a hard place.
The devil, the deep blue sea
Losing you, hating myself.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

When we were breaking up, when I was breaking down,
I wanted you to deal with the outburst, to tell me that it was ok,
But you couldn't, because it wasn't.

Condemned to silence

How can I blame you?
I was there too.

The wheel breaks the butterfly.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Sherlock Holmes: [sarcastic] Oh, you meant "spectacularly ignorant" in a nice way! Look, it doesn't matter to me who's Prime Minister, or who's sleeping with who--
John Watson: [somewhat bitterly] Or that the earth goes around the sun.
Sherlock Holmes: Oh God, that again! It's not important!
John Watson: Not important? It's primary school stuff! How can you not know that?
Sherlock Holmes: Well, if I ever did, I've deleted it.
John Watson: "Deleted it"?
Sherlock Holmes: Listen: [gets up and points to his head] This is my harddrive, and it only makes sense to put things in there that are useful. Really useful. Ordinary people fill their heads with all kinds of rubbish, and that makes it hard to get at the stuff that matters! Do you see?
I want the world to shut up for a while. Just shut up. And sit down.

General Knowledge and Trivia

I don't see any point to it apart from
A)Parading yourself around as someone who knows it all
B)Winning free booze at Booze and Brains

Are you seeing someone?

-Are you seeing some one?
=I'm always seeing someone.
-So, are you really seeing someone?
=Sort of.

Category 1: Questions at work today
Category 2: Safe answers

Monday, March 19, 2012

Maria makes me laugh.
No, she doesn't. Not even a little.

Category: French class

Sunday, March 18, 2012

I love how the ordinary can be so extraordinary.
I love how the mundane can break your heart.


High Maintenance

I only yesterday realized how high maintenance I am. Yesterday, my boss asked me if I wanted to go to a concert, some Shanker, Ishan and another person.
The first thing I do is make a face and ask if it'll be nice, adding that if it's Carnatic I'm not coming. He says it's not. I then say, I'd like to go, but is it okay if I cancel at the last minute, in case I change my mind. He says, ok. Then I explain that the reason I never go for concerts is because they're always at Palace Grounds and the dust! and the crowd! I then want to know if it's a sit down concert. My boss is slightly flabbergasted by now, so I explain that the last concert I went to at Palace Grounds (the German Film Orchestra)was a sit down one. So, he says no, it's not like that but it shouldn't be too much of a crowd. Only about 1500 people.

1500 people :/

So, I'm going but I think I shouldn't be invited to concerts ever.

Fight or Flight

I was thinking about compulsive liars yesterday. I wonder why they do that. It usually isn't even about anything of significance.I'm starting to think it's an inherent survival tactic.Perhaps their gene pool decided that flight (escape through a lie) would ensure the survival of their kind. Me, personally,for the most part but not always, I'd say what I had to say and handle the situation. I'd fight I suppose.
Does that mean I have stronger genes or stupider? I'd like to think the former.

Category: Lying compulsively

Saturday, March 17, 2012

The water was beautiful. I didn't take twenty minutes to get in the way I usually do. The hot shower and beef burger later were even better.

Mood : Happy

Maybe it wasn't cheating.
Maybe it was just a different value system.

Category : Karma

Friday, March 16, 2012

Slightly inspired

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Out of nothing at all.
My best friend says I'm mean.
Because of a picture I put up.
I think she thinks she looks fat in it.
I don't see it.
I think when you know someone, they look beautiful to you.
It doesn't matter what they think they look like.

At best, I'll be in Goa.
At worst, I'll be in the Catholic Club pool.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Don't be scared.

About me : Practicing my scary look

Learn to be brave.

Other side of the world-KT Tunstall
Hide and Seek-Imogen Heap
Por una cabeza-Carlos Gardel
Somebody that I used to know-Gotye
There are few things that I love. Fewer people.
But I have to admit, I love Banksy. It's hard not to.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012


Put a spin on it.


I don't know what to do with the sadness.
What could I possibly know about that.

Monday, March 12, 2012

Judging Kushy

It's not something perverted. It's something perfectly natural.

[High Five Kushy]
I'd have liked that.

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Excerpt- Chapter 6

They all had their edges and her's was a jagged one. She stayed very close to it, waiting. She had no choice.

-The Story
Did circumstance cage me in?
Did I do it myself.

Category: It's only in your head
Currently I like green. Dull green and gold.
It isn't my favourite colour at all.
I like dull yellows too. And reds and blues and rusts.
For the moment.

Category 1: What's my favourite colour?
Category 2: Let's be dull
We watch every single movie that comes out.
I'm not entirely sure why.

Category: Avinash and I

I want an uncomplicated answer she tells me. Just answer, she says.
I can't.

Category : Things I'm incapable of
The question : What's your favourite colour?

Dilemma of the Day

Bikini or monokini?

Category : Hurray for summer

Friday, March 09, 2012

Today's DIY

How do I remove super glue from clothes?

Note to self: Leave mochi work to the mochi because you're SUCH A FAIL at it

Mood: :/

Thursday, March 08, 2012

Juvenile. That's the only word for it.

The Fundamental Truth

is that I'm a sore loser.
The government owns me.

Mood: Angry

Wednesday, March 07, 2012

so you want to be a writer?

so you want to be a writer?
by Charles Bukowski

if it doesn't come bursting out of you
in spite of everything,
don't do it.
unless it comes unasked out of your
heart and your mind and your mouth
and your gut,
don't do it.
if you have to sit for hours
staring at your computer screen
or hunched over your
searching for words,
don't do it.
if you're doing it for money or
don't do it.
if you're doing it because you want
women in your bed,
don't do it.
if you have to sit there and
rewrite it again and again,
don't do it.
if it's hard work just thinking about doing it,
don't do it.
if you're trying to write like somebody
forget about it.

if you have to wait for it to roar out of
then wait patiently.
if it never does roar out of you,
do something else.

if you first have to read it to your wife
or your girlfriend or your boyfriend
or your parents or to anybody at all,
you're not ready.

don't be like so many writers,
don't be like so many thousands of
people who call themselves writers,
don't be dull and boring and
pretentious, don't be consumed with self-
the libraries of the world have
yawned themselves to
over your kind.
don't add to that.
don't do it.
unless it comes out of
your soul like a rocket,
unless being still would
drive you to madness or
suicide or murder,
don't do it.
unless the sun inside you is
burning your gut,
don't do it.

when it is truly time,
and if you have been chosen,
it will do it by
itself and it will keep on doing it
until you die or it dies in you.

there is no other way.

and there never was.

Tuesday, March 06, 2012

I think I'm going to let this little faux pas that's in fashion pass.

Category : Those funny pants that pleat and bloat at the hips

Sunday, March 04, 2012

The small town smell of Vishakapatnam.
Paranoia dreams

Saturday, March 03, 2012

Bigger than me.
Stronger than me.

Friday, March 02, 2012

Andrew: Radhika said she thought we were cousins.
Andrew: I said, good looks run in the family.

High five Ander Pander

I'm trying to figure out what the best flight timing for me would be.

Thursday, March 01, 2012

There is no rest for the wicked.