Beneath contempt.

Middle is the place! to be.

See you when I see you
♥

Category: Hampi

Information is money

anti
dark
what's the

Heart.Paper.Scissors

Mad World

climb, violin, work, french, holiday, read, eat, movies
repeat

Category: We do what we love

Travel

Traveling never ends up being about the place.
It's usually about the food and more than that, the people.
Sometimes the ones you go with; sometimes the ones you meet there.

Category: People
♥

Nincompoop

Competence beats good looks. Hands down.

They said that her sister died.
The truth though (or should I say, the rumour) was that her 'sister' was really her 'brother'. If you get what I mean.
I guess 'she' might as well have.

Category 1: Death
Category 2: Gossip
Category 3: Gender

Your story is only as good as your edit.

Even the hardest things get easy with practice.

You never imagine that when the inevitable happens you'll feel sad.
It was inevitable after all.
But you do. A little.

Morals change don't they?
Like views on religion
Like fashion trends
Like feelings
Like people
Like minds

' If people are only kind to me I'm sure I am the last person to quarrel with anyone.'-Juliana
- Devil's Cub, Georgette Heyer


Heh

Category: Insipid historical romance novels

To Kill a Mockingbird
-Harper Lee

Zero Tolerance

I very nearly stole it. His t-shirt. A blue one.
Just so I'd have something to remember him by.


Category: Thievery

I know lots of lovely people

Category: About who I know

With you I ended up being caught between the floor and ceiling.


Category: Anywhere but there

Boredom kills

Some people are just anal.

If you're smart, you won't open the can.


Category: Worms

I keep saying, don't ask questions you don't really want to hear the answers to.
People never listen.

Category: Mind control
:)

I learned to be alone before I learned to be with people.

ugly pretty

People should be just attractive enough to attract 1 person. - Kan

I think people are doomed to be attracted to people who make them miserable. - Law Castelino

The whole room saw what their minds told them was correct.
I was the only one who saw differently. Saw what was actually there.

The setting was almost exactly the same. Just the People were different. And they spoke with American accents. Glaring differences one might say from our Indian skin and accents.

Still, everybody insisted I was wrong.
Even though I wasn't.

I might as well have been wrong.
And I was, until somebody who also had basic observation skills realized what the debate was about and backed my observation.

I hadn't wasted too much time arguing, determining as it clearly was, a waste of time.


Observation 1: People are idiots
Observation 2: Even right is wrong with no supporting witness
Observation 3: Don't waste time on useless arguments

New York I love you

Loved it.

Category: Movie review

crap

It's the thought that counts.
Not the afterthought.

´My first meeting with you only confirmed what I first suspected. You are a fraud, charlatan and a shyster. My favourite kind of person, in fact.´

-Stephen Fry, The Liar

The people who have a hard time with cats (apart from allergies) are those who try to get cats to behave like dogs.
-Noelle Desouza

I despise racists.

http://storminateacup1.blogspot.com/2009/11/2012.html

Category: Movie review

I let you think I was attracted to you.
Because you are attractive.
Not because I actually was.
I've never been.

Get closer to what you love.

vingt-huit

Half a world away.

This last year I learned to put a lot of things down to people just being that way.
I don't question lots of things too much anymore.

Category: going, flowing

Ausome!

:)

I am you and what I see is me

Don't underestimate the bargaining power of a woman.

You crave for something wholeheartedly for a very long time -- with tears swelling your eyes and beg life to grant you that wish. Life grants it -- when it no longer matters, when your heart has already refused to feel anything anymore.

Source: http://sowmyanair.blogspot.com/

Watch

http://www.ted.com/talks/ryan_lobo_through_the_lens_of_compassion.html

'I'm not sure if you remember me.' I said
Knowing fully well that he did.



(:

Extricate

Never mix religion and logic.

I always imagined that we'd end up being happier people.

Sometimes I find this. Whatever you'd like to call it.
I find it almost distasteful.


Category: Revulse

Would I have given this up?
All of this.
Would I have?
Would I have really?
No

This guy I know asked me a question.
He said, if you had to go to a deserted island and you could take just one thing with you, what would you take?
So I thought for a moment and said, people.

He promptly informed me that I couldn't take people along.

I couldn't help noticing that he'd missed the whole point of his own exercise.


Category 1: An exercise to figure out what's important
Category 2: Missing the whole point of your own exercise

Attention overload?
Argh

I hates buffets.
Too much choice.

He stopped being my friend
Long before I noticed.

I thought he looked like an angel
But he actually looked like a troll

Category 1: Love
Category 2: Blindness
Category 3: Angels

♥

I suppose you didn't want or need us to care about you.

Ai pity the foo

Note to self

Never EVER go ANYWHERE by yourself


Points:
Navigation skills=0
Ability to find places=1
Talent for taking wrong turn exactly one turn away from destination=9
Touring unknown areas of Bangalore like HAL 2nd Stage and Domlur at 10 o clock at night searching for Lido Mall=10

The other side of 25.

Still, a man hears what he wants to hear. And disregards the rest.
-The Boxer

If your body is craving something
It probably needs it.

Nothing is appreciated so much as when you have very little of it.

Category: Hot water

If you had never put orange peel in her mouth
She never would have known what it tasted like.


Category: What does orange peel taste like?

Chapter 2

She sat naked, her chin resting in her hand. Thinking. Should she use her powers for good or evil? Good was so grandma panties if you thought about it. All the way past your belly button nearly up to your neck. Would be enough to smother anybody. But then evil; was just the other extreme. It was then that Maskara rememebred that there was something she had to do.
She walked to the very edge of where she lived, looked around her once and then dived. After what seemed like an eon of time but was only really a very few minutes, she hit the water and sliced through. Eyes closed, she made her way to the surface gasping for breath. When she opened her eyes she was on the other side of the world. In a room bare except for carpeting, a cupboard and a mirror. She walked over to the mirror and examined herself. 'So this is what I look like.' She thought to herself.

Category 1: Fantasy / Fiction
Category 2: Extract

Even no answer.
Is an answer.

People are discerning.
Don't underestimate that.

Category: Advice
Type: Still free

Don't underestimate the importance of planning.

Category: Advice
Type: Free

Diwali 2009- See see see

http://jyothykarat.blogspot.com/2009/10/diwali-celebrations-bangalore-2009.html#comment-form

Easier.
Free.

Where have all the men gone??

Here's where according to Andrew Kelly.
He rants,
All you girls just have to find a perfectly normal guy tell him he's NOT sensitive enough, make him sensitive, turn him into a woman and THEN ask "where have all the men gone.."

Q: Have you ever liked anyone more than they liked you?
A: Once.


Category: argh

The Cubbon Park police station was originally built as a guard room in 1906 to guard the statue of Queen Victoria (in Cubbon Park)

[Stop]

Thought #1:The statue needed guarding?
Thought #2:Of course it did.
Thought #3: Bleddy Britishers

Singular

Kashmir: An impression

Your first sight of the mountains makes you glad that you came.
Your traveling track record can only be described as impulsive.
Where earlier on you question this impulsiveness.
You no longer do.

You wait in the heat.
It's hard to imagine that the top of the world could be warm.
But it is.
You make a mental note, not to grumble about the weather back home again.
A taxi takes you to the second best hotel there.
The first thing you notice on your way there. The soldiers.
Everywhere.
The second thing, the shabby grandeur of the hotel.
A capacity of maybe four hundred.
An occupancy of perhaps four.
It's sprawling, it's beautiful, it's old world. Charming.
It's sad.


I go out to meet my Kashmiri friend.
Pakoras and tea.
Her brothers, her cousins, they've come along.
They're georgeous. Of course they are.
They're Kashmiri.
All of them studying to be doctors, lawyers.
Secretly I suspect that this is something of a social pressure.
Well educated.
You have to be.
I roam around the city on my own in a taxi from the hotel.
The only other thing that strikes me apart from the soldiers are the children.
They also carry guns.
Toy ones.

Again, you feel a twinge, you consider it, then discard it.
This is life.

I watch the women. Very conservative and yet, they're not.
The older girls, they pull their head coverings a little more securely round their heads when they pass by people they know. Relatives, friends, people who's words carry weight.
Close to minutes later, their heads are bare again.
Subtle.

As we stop to buy famous Kashmiri sweets, little Hareen, the youngest of the cousins in all innocence asks, 'Do I look better THIS way?' wrapping her duppata elaborately round her head, 'Or THIS way?' pulling it off to show her hair and cover her chest.
The only appropriate answer and I find myself smiling as I say it. 'Both ways, darling. Both ways'.

There is fun to be had.
Lamb kabab off the side of the road, a shikara ride on Dal lake, ancient Mughal gardens, the ruins of palaces
I take in all of this. I lap it up.

You leave, I'd like to say, as quickly as you came.
Except that you can't.
Security checks at the airport in Srinagar don't seem to end.
You finally get on your plane.

Happy, sad, happy? sad?

I can't tell.

Q: Do you ever do things you don't like?
A: Rarely

basin.hole.titanic

Category 1: sinking feeling
Category 2: what's the good word?
Mood: :S

Sunday

Day of sloth.


Mood: Slothful

I'm ready
So ready to leave

Mood: Shitty

It's nice to have someone go through the motions of loving you
Even if they don't really

Mood: Happy :)

I've thought two things about myself.
The first is that I'm reserved and unfriendly.
The second, that I don't bruise easily.

I'm starting to rethink that.

Category: Rethunk

It's reached a new low.
So low that
My conservative mother (who doesn't even like me sitting next to boys)
Asks me questions like:

Mother: Going out?
Me: Yup
Mother: Meeting a boy?
Me: Yup
Mother: Do you like him??? (a little too hopefully for comfort)
Me: No mamma. I'm not going to marry him.

Category 1: Marriage
Category 2: :S
Category 3: Humour

Me: I didn't fight with you today :)
He: You've been good to me.Thank you.



About: Being good

I will miss this short lived friendship

:(

Drink and drive? Drive and drink?

http://notesinmypocket.blogspot.com/2009/09/drink-and-drive-drive-and-drink.html

Women
confound me.



Note 1: When women bitch, rant and become verbally violent and abusive because an ad said, 'Have a happy period', I raise my eyebrows, then turn and run the other way.
I advise all to do same. :p
Note 2: I am a woman

State of mind: Confounded

If you ask, I'll tell you
also means
If you don't, I wont

'All of a sudden, she came into my life'.


Category: Love it!
:)

I learned the hard way
Where to be inclusive
And where to be exclusive

More

You want.
You've always wanted.

People are resilient.
My sister told me this years ago.

About her: What an owl

It's not at easy as it seems, to carry the weight of your dreams.

-Jars of Clay
-Everything in Between

Anyway you look at it, you lose.

Web Definitions for Womanizer

a man who likes many women and has short sexual relationships with them

Street Style

Photographer: Kunal Basu

When you're careless with people,you lose them.

Category: Loser
About me: Careful

When you're careless you lose things

Category: Loss