Trouble...

	Coldplay - Trouble .mp3

Your love

Should never be offered to the mouth of a stranger,

Only to someone

Who has the valor and daring

To cut pieces of their soul off with a knife

Then weave them into a blanket to protect you.

--Hafiz

Winks...

She laughs like a child and she cries like a child, but she loves like a woman.

	Billy Joel - She Always A Woman .mp3

She can kill with a smile
She can wound with her eyes
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies
And she only reveals what she wants you to see
She hides like a child,
But she's always a woman to me

She can lead you to love
She can take you or leave you
She can ask for the truth
But she'll never believe you
And she'll take what you give her, as long as it's free
Yeah, she steals like a thief
But she's always a woman to me

CHORUS:
Oh--she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She's ahead of her time
Oh--and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind

And she'll promise you more
Than the Garden of Eden
Then she'll carelessly cut you
And laugh while you're bleedin'
But she'll bring out the best
And the worst you can be
Blame it all on yourself
Cause she's always a woman to me
--Mhmm--

Bridge

CHORUS:
Oh--she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She's ahead of her time
Oh--and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind

She is frequently kind
And she's suddenly cruel
She can do as she pleases
She's nobody's fool
And she can't be convicted
She's earned her degree
And the most she will do
Is throw shadows at you
But she's always a woman to me
--Mhmm--

ToyHeart...

You grew up reading Sherlock Holmes and other mystery stories. And when they asked you what you wanted to be when you grew up, you said you wanted to be an undercover detective. And your mum bought you a black fedora hat on your 10th birthday and your grandparents gifted you a black coat on Christmas and you ran around with your toy pistols, fake knife and magnifying glass, pretending to uncover the goons and save the gold. You loved stumbling upon things, it made you feel like you discovered a secret that was never meant to be found. And so one day, in a fit of boredom, when you told me let's play a game, I said yes, knowing well what it would be. But you anyway went ahead and told me to hide something and you promised you would find it for me. And so I hid it. Under the mattress one time, in the microwave another time, you hated it when I hid it in cookie's doghouse, and you felt so proud when you found it hidden under the broken table lamp that you still haven't fixed. Then under the pillow you found one morning when you woke me up with a kiss, and then under the blue bell that one evening, and behind the yellow pinwheel that lazy Sunday afternoon, behind your dirty shoe rack when you were late for that important meeting, in the Periwinkle pot that I asked you to water while I was away, and one time in the garam-masala jar when you decided to impress me with your cooking skills; I hid it and no matter where, you always found it. Except this one time when I gave it to you. Why won't you see? Why won't you keep your promise this time and find it for me? Or was it, I fear, was it always just a game for you?

Soap...

Uncle Scrooge...

Next time my bf and I are having a serious talk, I am going to use the following script:

Me: hum dono husband-wife hain kya?

BF: No

Me: Kyun? *confused hurt expression*

BF: Kyunki wives bahut demanding hoti hain. Mujhe yeh chahiye, mujhe woh chahiye. Jamta nahi hain!

Me: *Says in a soft hurt voice* Par mujhe toh sirf Malabar hill mein ek bungalow chahiye jiske garage mein ek BMW M model car khadi ho. *makes a itna-bhi-nahi-kar-sakte-mere-liye-jaanu face*

BF: Checking his wallet, aisa kya?

Me: *Nods innocently*

BF: Toh fir thik hain. Aaj hi mummy se baat karta ho.

And then we kiss and live happily ever after.

How nice, no? I clearly need to sleeeeeeeeeep! Sleep sleep sleep!

Shaddi Waddi, Hai Rabba!

So the next few posts are going to be dedicated to, you'll be greatly pleased to know, marriage. I am going to just dump my thoughts about marriage, and those of my friends, here. And lets see if I can make some sense out of it all.


So after Munira's wedding, M, this guy friend of ours has taken it upon himself to get me married next. And so we had lengthy discussions. And then H joined in and explained to me how my requirements are not necessities, but frivolous demands, almost luxuries that can never be met. And then it seemed PB's worried about me too. "A needs to find someone as crazy as she is, else...". Ofcourse, Mom's given up on me. Then my pyaari sakhi Munira forced me to register on the likes of shaddi.com. Another friend suggested I become friends with some other friend cause this friend runs a marriage bureau of sorts. You know, extra help? And so it would seem that the whole world wants to get rid of me. Fair enough, I am a pain like that. But I don't understand, why must all of us follow the herd mentality when looking for a spouse? Tall, handsome and rich? Fair, slim and docile?


So when I told my friends the kind of guy I want, much disappointment happened. When I read out the quote that described him perfectly to the T, much fun was made, of me, the quote and of the author. Many laughs at my expense were had. Infact, every time someone new joined our discussion, M would say, "hey did you read this quote?" And then someone would go on and read it out loud, and obviously, no one would get it and everyone would then laugh at how I wanted to marry a snake. So I said chuck the quote, and looking out of the window, I remarked how the sea looked liquid gold with the dipping sun in the background; I was immediately termed crazy. I was then advised, in a very serious manner, how I should be looking for a caring guy and not a poet, someone who would get me water and not someone who would think the water is golden and leave me to die of thirst. No stupid, it's just light reflecting off the water. Why, I never studied physics! :|


And sigh, when that didn't work, AC told me how one should never marry. MG said she would never marry. She knows someone who's 35 and single and hot and happy. And someone else who is also 35, not that hot, but single and happy. Everyone else joined in how marriage didn't make any sense and then told me stories of how everyone they know were getting divorced, young and old, love and arrange marriages both were f**ked.


And so here I am, obviously, pretttty confused. So I thought maybe I should write it down, it helps me. Or then maybe I should just go sleep. See video.



In this case though, I think, I need to do both :|

Three Questions...

For A(you know who you are ;)), hope you find the answers :)



Games, changes and fears
When will they go from here
When will they stop
I believe that fate has brought us here
And we should be together, babe
But we're not
I play it off, but I'm dreaming of you
I'll keep my cool, but I'm feigning

I try to say goodbye and I choke
Try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it, it's clear
My world crumbles when you are not near
Goodbye and I choke
I try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it, it's clear
My world crumbles when you are not near

I may appear to be free
But I'm just a prisoner of your love
And I may seem all right and smile when you leave
But my smiles are just a front
Just a front, hey
I play it off, but I'm dreaming of you
I'll keep my cool, but I'm feigning

I try to say goodbye and I choke
Try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it, it's clear
My world crumbles when you are not near
Goodbye and I choke
I try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it, it's clear
My world crumbles when you are not near
Here is my confession
May I be your possession
Boy, I need your touch
Your love kisses and such
With all my might I try
But this I can't deny
Deny

I play it off, but I'm dreaming of you
(but I'm dreaming of you babe)
I'll keep my cool, but I'm feigning

I try to say goodbye and I choke (yeah)
Try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide, it's clear
My world crumbles when you are not near
(when you are not near aahh)
Goodbye and I choke (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I try to walk away and I stumble (hey, hey, hey)
Though I try to hide it, it's clear (sick of love)
My world crumbles when you are not near (your love, kisses and)

Goodbye and I choke (I'm choking)
I try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it, it's clear
My world crumbles when you are not near
(My world crumbles when you are not near)
Yeah, yeah..