Twigs

I feel like Obi-wan!

Ok i have been threatened to come out of hiding by suku and i start my posting after ages with this meme she started.

Seven things I wanna do before I die
*Para-jump
*Be great at fly fishing
*Raise 2 puppies simultaneously
*Have a sole cottage atop a hill
*Work as a chef in my own restaurant
*Furnish a room in my home which sports a huge screen on which i can play games. Gaming room :P
*Own a kick-ass Bmw

Seven things I can do
*Cook
*Hold my own in online games
*Procastinate for days at end
*Be a great friend i.e. if u are a select few
*Voraciously read
*Make tea for anyone at any time of the day
*Love her for life

Seven things I say the most
*Hmmmmm
*Ok, cool
*Hey babes
*Aur kuch?
*Bol diya?
*Kya haal?
*I love you

Seven things I can't do
*Go to sleep without hearing her voice
*Watch slow pseudo arty movies
*Have less than 7 toothbrushes in my stand
*Stand cats for extended periods
*Stop being a dreamer
*Quit fantasising about mom's parantha's.
*Lead a life of a bachelor anymore

Seven things that attract me to the opposite sex
*Grey cells
*Perfect dressing sense
*The right footwear
*A lovely smile
*Ability to keep me on my toes
*Knowing how to talk with her eyes
*Fierce and protective

Seven celebrity crushes
Apart from Ms. Zinta, i dont think i have anyone to add. Loved her since Perk. =D


I hope this satisfies you my dear. :)

Was just sitting and talking to A, who was in a reckless mood and wanted to do something which she would never do normally. So basically we were discussing ideas of what might be reckless when hurting/shooting someone popped in my head. I am against guns no matter how cool or safe they might look or feel to others. This got me thinking about why i started thinking on these lines about this issue. Turns out, something very kiddish and maybe stupid was the catalyst to this. A boy subjected to movies like Sholay and Star Wars filled with action imitating gun fights and fights in the jungles with a bow and arrow still dislikes gun's and violence. The reasons are a few comic books and their characters views, namely batman and superman. I still can't believe that something this big could have started from something so small. Their teachings are ingrained in me and my thoughts pretty deep. Arghhhh...my chain of thought has gotten a bit distracted. Will try to make head or tail of this later if i can.

Am having a hellish time for various reasons. Plan to change my mobile service provider the coming month. I must have paid a years bill just on overages and fines since the last 2 years i have had it. Damn people charged me falsely and i rather not go through the legal process to sort it out, it being too lengthy and a lot of headache. Was looking at a few new phones and it is damn tough to zero in on a particular one.

Been off movies as work beckons and certain commitments. Have started to miss them. Two passions i always thought that i would never leave were books and movies. Both seem to be fading into oblivion. Am waiting for a few big changes followed by which i hope i can relish them once again.

One thing i refuse to let go are the comics. Those and quake are the only recreation activities that i can afford anymore.

Got a gift this week, The making of Star wars - Episode 1, a book. Cant wait for Revenge of the Sith to hit the theaters! :)

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New York State. Brooklyn.
Dude...whoever u are....this is ur IP.....i am already coming for u. :D Thanks for giving me the medium to take out all the shit that i have been keeping in. Bad call on your part but thanks. Boy, this is fun. Hehehe. About the flourishing language....nice upbringing. Be seeing you soon in one form or the other. Soon.

I am pissed cause of some unknown reason. Snapping needlessly, acting as a total jerk. Totally out of character. I just want some time alone....just a few minutes of total silence would be great.

Heard Roja after ages...and i mean ages. It still rocks. I wonder where i can lay my hands on it.

Finally, after a long absence from the world i plan to call up all the dear ones, friends and family on holi. After all aaj sab maaf hai, so i plan to get away with minimum excuses. I have been keeping away from a whole lot of people on account of work and certain changes that have happened.

Almost told my mom about Angel but then thankfully i got so confused that i didnt. They deserve a lot of happiness which i plan to make them. Just a few months more and then they will be left gaping at what i am going to show them. Even the thought of that day makes me even more motivated.

Mom has made My stuff and as usual i am missing home. Sis cried cause she misses me. Dad is dad, the one who keeps us all sane. Angel, she is out of the world. I wanna go home to all of them. :)

Happy Holi!

Off to making the calls.

Went to the public library after ages, felt good. Got a lot of goodies. Got a lot of reasons to smile. Its the happy season, well its spring. :) Good news from every corner. Good things happening all over the world. And the winter is soooooo over. :D

Spring, the sweet spring, is the year’s pleasant king;
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing,
“Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!”
-Thomas Nashe

I just want to go home.

A nice and not so nice change is gonna happen in exactly 2.5hrs from now. Can't say i am looking forward to it, but i accept its importance.

My life has changed....a whole lot. I have so much to say, to tell, but my expressions lack the beauty and grace that the events deserve. Haven't had time to visit around here as often as i wanted to but i will be writing a lot more here. I am missing this place a lot.

Lots has happened, lots. :)

Ran out of food supplies 4 days ago. Since then it has just been home delivery of chinese and indian. Planning to go for groceries tmrw evening.

Ran out of clothes too, right now i am waiting for the first load to be done.

Have 6 good movies lying at my place but my current schedule doesnt give me the liberty to watch them no matter how much i want to. So i renewed them for the third time today.

My baby is ready for formatting tmrw evening. She has been giving me hell with the blue screen popping up at odd times and refusal to allow more than two processes to be run at the same time. Have been pushing this day for long now. Well it is here now.

News in Quake, I finally joined a clan called NA (Nuclear Assault) after being pursued by them for over 3 weeks persistently. My game seems to have improved 2 folds in the past few weeks and sadly now there are guys around who suck up to me at times. Totally pathetic and disgusting. Also i topped the ranking on the mod i play in.

Finally, woke up late today with a message on my phone telling me that my Angel hurt herself while doing stunts at home. She has the heart of the tiger no doubt but that doesnt make it ok for her to go ahead with herculean tasks. I think she takes the title of Stud too seriously. Hopefully she will heed my warnings this time around and will take care but somehow i am not too sure that this is the last i hear of the Daring Damsel's adventures. But still i pray for a miracle.

I don't have any words right now.
( My song for her, my Angel: )
Happy Valentines Day Sweets.

Walking in the drizzle, thinking about the future made me smile. There might just be some meaning to my life afterall. There is a hint of fear too but along with it there is resolve. Will be true all thru the way.

Listening to Amelie's soundtrack....brilliant. So peaceful that i even forgot that it was playing while i worked. A restless weekend, nothing at all happened except me feeling a need to throw my mobile...its glued to my ear. My ears wanna throw up.

Where is MY originality?!!!

BB King was really King. *salute*

She is mad!! She wants me to write 15 posts just for her! :P I cant write even one decent one!! And also i am not allowed to disclose her identity hence i have to sit on a whole mine of interesting stuff. Well i got this nice little story as a gift from her (which she wrote herself in 5 mins flat) so i am allowed to post it here. So here goes...

About a boy and his girl
There was a boy and he was all alone. He lived on a tree house that he made himself and inside the tree house there was a bed, 2 chairs, a table and a little kitchen and a flute and whenever he played music through that flute, trees would dance, flowers would smile and fruits would turn sweeter. But, he was all alone and wanted company, so on a full moon night he climbed down the tree house and walked towards the sea which faced his house. He saw the sand was unusually silvery so he decided to make a girl's figurine with that sand. He made a beautiful girl as old as him and made a beautiful dress of shells and crystals for her to wear and ornaments made out of orchids and wild lilies. But she was just an unanimated figure after all the little boy would talk daily to her as if she could hear him. He would play his flute for her as well...thinking someday by god's some miracle she would become a real girl, but she remained a structure of sand. After many months it was his birthday and he felt awful that his beautiful creation could not be a part of his celebrations. He began crying. He cried all day, he cried all evening till the full moon showed up again. It was the same as the night the girl was created. The boy's tears fell on the creation and the moonlight blended its magical rays in it as well. And the girl woke up, even more beautiful in person and her voice was as magical as the flute the boy played daily. Through his heart that played through the flute the girl had understood the language of love they both embraced each other and thanked the moon for showing them heaven and lived happily ever after.
-Angel