Love Kills...

She had many lovers. But slowly, she killed them all, one by one. She now spends her days reading their unsent letters.

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His kisses whispered to her often. Whispered stories of love and lust. Long after he was dead.

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The lovers met on a no-moon night for a picnic. Bathed in the light of their love, they drank from each others lips and feasted on each other's skin and bones.

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After dragging the heavy stones of lies and deception through the garden of love, he stood at the door step, drenched in the blood of her dreams. He looked at her barren face one last time and gave her a letter along with a bottle of sleeping pills.

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She sits in her tower afraid to meet the kings and princes. They wait for her, enticing her with magical stories and perfumed gifts and rainbow flowers. But she refuses them all and sits in her tower, afraid that she might fall in love.

A Shiny Nose...

As a kid, I loved X'mas time. It meant no studying and no classes and practicing for carols and decorating the school and doing all fun things. And I loved Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer. It was my favourite. Poor Rudolph I used to think, no one wants to play with him. And how happy I was when I heard that he gets to be Santa's Reindeer. And I loved saying, "like a light bulb" after "had a shiny nose". I remember making silver stars and decorating the X'mas tree in school and and how I loved going to the church. I never liked Diwali as much, come to think of it. Funny.

Mrs.November...

And if 10 years down the line we meet again
We'll talk about the hot weather
And complain about the traffic
And we'll argue where to lunch
And pretend like nothing happened
And we'll be happy just to sit next to each other
And if tomorrow we should never meet
Don't worry, cause we'll be fine
Where ever we be
You and I, we'll be just fine

Banjo...

Some days are strange. There's so much happening in the day all at once, you don't know what to make of anything. And all that busyness should keep you occupied, but it doesn't.

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And just like that, out of the blue, like a bolt of lightening it struck me. I know what happened. I let you be larger than life, I put you on the pedestal, I looked up at you, I believed you were better than me. That's what happened. That's what went wrong.

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Sometimes I just love men so much, I want to turn into a guy myself. Men, you are awesome.

Caught In The Net...

So today was dedicated for Munira's wedding shopping and I bought two awesome sarees and I can't wait to flaunt them! :D Wheeeeeeeee! Okay so, one is baby pink and the other is in hot pink colour. Yes, I bought PINK sarees! :D Yay, yay, yay!


And like always I forgot about the details. Details like what you say? Well, I just realised that both the awesome sarees are made of net material, and well that's all fine. The real problem is that I have only 15 days left to get a liposuction. Or else everyone at Munira's wedding is going to get a full view of my awesome tummy. Yep. That's ofcourse, if she lets me enter the wedding hall in those sarees, in the first place.


Anyway, so when I told mom I am buying sarees for Munira's wedding instead of lengha's, she was more than happy. According to mothers, once a girl wears a saree, she's ready for marriage. I bought my first saree in 2004 for my sister's wedding. But my mom is still hopeful. What can I say?


You know it's only when you go to the markets, the real markets of India, do you realize how the not-so-well-off live and buy. Shopping in the malls has insulated us from the harsher realities that exist a few kilometers away from those malls. We buy in AC malls, with music and assistants to help you, and where you don't have to lug around heavy bags, you instead have carts or then bags with wheels that you can drag around.


But you buy from these markets and you realise, in that whole chaos which defines the Indian markets, how lucky you are.


And while we are on the topic of buying, I bought bananas on the way today. I mostly never bought any groceries (though I can bargain real well :D), dad or mom always did. I only bought the "gourmet" vegetables for the likes of pasta and pizza, that too from the gourmet shops, and so I went to the market like after a long time and good god! Bananas are 30 rupees a dozen? What the hell happened? Did all bananas go to heaven? And my favourite oranges? They're 100 rupees a dozen! Even a litre of petrol is cheaper! I remember buying them oranges at 40/- a dozen last winter. If someone like me finds 100 rupees a dozen for oranges costly, what do the poor eat?


And we girls really need to learn the art of saving from our mothers. I mean, look at us! We have regular incomes and good incomes for that matter and we never save anything. I don't know what happens to my money. It comes and goes. And I am like, erm, yes I have been working for 4 years now, what happened to all that money? I guess I need to open my wardrobe and look inside. Yes, I need to learn how to save from mother. Our stay-at-home moms never had regular incomes like we do, but still they managed to save so much, and we? We don't even know what happens to our money. Shameful.


And so it's decided. 2011 new year resolution is: Learn the art of saving. Yep. I'll be a rich woman someday.

A Marigold...

It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.

--Friedrich Nietzsche

Regret...

is a bad place to be.