Chronicles of my Existence

Allo World

eiwotya — Fri, 20 Apr 2007 14:24:42 +0000

As much as I dislike wordpress and am a google loyalist, my own impulsive action has forced me to shift my blog to wordpress, so here I am. Welcome to me.

Why I had to shift, is because an empty blog was not very inspiring. Sigh. This is it.

My Ice Cream Man

eiwotya — Mon, 16 Apr 2007 04:47:00 +0000

I love the the corner shop ice cream man. There has never been a day when I do not stop by his shop, spend time with him while he attends to other kids and plays with them. Though I know that he loves me, a teeny weeny bit of me feels jealous when he plays with other kids and entertains them. I know I am just a little part of his world, and that his world is incomplete without the other kids he plays with everyday. Yet, I wish I could have my corner shop ice cream man all to myself just for a day.

Walking down a winding lane bathed in moonlight, w…

eiwotya — Sat, 14 Apr 2007 06:14:00 +0000

Walking down a winding lane bathed in moonlight, when I stumbled up on you. The night froze right then, right there. The lamps that lit up homes are slowing dying out, the night is about to end. The realization hits me hard. As the moon gives way to the sun he whispers to me saying he will be back, back for longer.

Days just slip by with nothing said or even done. …

eiwotya — Tue, 10 Apr 2007 10:44:00 +0000

Days just slip by with nothing said or even done. I wish I had just another day with you. In the hope that another day will never end. Hoping you will never leave me. I find myself hoping time would just freeze. Another day. Have I ever told you that I love you? Would it even matter to you if I did? Another day. Just so that I could sit by you, words may not be exchanged; in your company I find peace. Another day.

Another day and just the two of us.

Biwi ne tag kiya

eiwotya — Mon, 09 Apr 2007 07:55:00 +0000

I lou my wifey.The only reason why I agree to take up this tag. I also understand that Business Ethics Lou has tagged me, so this is also for Harini Honey.

One thing you are very much afraid of?
Water overflowing from buckets. The concern makes sense these days due to the acute water crisis out State faces.

Two incidents you can never forget in your life?
Just two? Unfair yet.
HOD’s reaction to mutinous letter demanding reduction of workload.
My marriage with Akx. Next time when you meet me, do remind me to show you my shaadi ki tasveer.

Three Books you love reading again and again?
The Five People you meet in Heaven, The English Teacher, The Alchemist

Four Women who are most beautiful?
Why restrict beauty to women when there are Karan Johar, Shahrukh Khan and Saif Ali Khan.

Five of your favourite food items?
Brownie with ice cream, veg macaroni salad, Fresh Cream Pineapple Cake, anuything Sweet C.

Six words you use very often, – oral/written?
Ei what ya
Bleddy
Joy
Awww
Slightly
Muchly

Seven things you like about yourself?
The fact that I can pfaff with ease.
You can’t stop me, unless I decide to stop.
The fact that I can entertain myself when I need to.
Quarters.
Innate ability to ignore people when I have to.
Honest and humble person that I am.
And I still do not know to wink.

Eight film personalities who are your all time favourites?
Shahrukh Khan – here is a man who is proud of being a woman.
Amithab Bachchan – This guy ruined his son’s life, bleddy.
Abishek Bachchan – Ei I pity this one ya.
Madhavan – He is a cute boy.
Julia Roberts – Ei, she is belddy brilliant.
Hugh Grant – Go watch Music and Lyrics
Dhanush – Ei, he gives me inspiration ya.

Nine movies you will not mind watching again and again.
Nine is too large a number. Though I can watch any movie n number of times, everytime I have a new perspective.

Ten songs you would like to listen to everyday
Bleddy this feels like I am learning to count. Ei wife, what ya? Okay I will do this last one.
Kahin Door Jab Din Dhal Jaaye
Aane wala pal
Jeevan Ke safar mein rahi
Tu Bin bataye
Way Back into love
Mitwa
Kal ho na ho
Kyun Hawa aaj yun
Mandram vandha
Ei Kishore Kumar if he sings nursery rhyme also I will listen to it everyday.

I tag none, if you are vetti, this is a good way to spend twenty minutes.

Sigh, bye.

eiwotya — Mon, 09 Apr 2007 04:52:00 +0000

It is natural that relationships come to an end, either gradually or abruptly due to some altercation. But what hurts the most is a mutual exclusion of one another from their respective social circles with no hassles at all. A formal goodbye is never exchanged; one does not have the hope of meeting the other ever again, life goes on. You cease to miss the other person who was so much a part of your life at one time with ease. A certain interdependence disappears and there is no necessity to communicate with each other anymore.

Its a pity that a good bye never uttered is taken for granted and I quietly excuse myself from the lives of people I have known so closely for a pretty long time.

Tears well up But I force myself to smile You I wa…

eiwotya — Sat, 17 Mar 2007 16:56:00 +0000

Tears well up
But I force myself to smile
You I want to spend more time with
We have spoken into the night
Hours on end
I still have a lot left unsaid
That bench, that pen
That swing off which you fell
Would remind me of ‘our’ times
A collector or memories I am today
Treasuring my little assets
As I go in search of more…

Somethings can’t be suppressed for too long for on…

eiwotya — Fri, 16 Mar 2007 17:58:00 +0000

Somethings can’t be suppressed for too long for one, they are inevitable and two how much ever you try, it is obvious. And when you are faced with the looming reality towering tall, all you can possibly think of doing is allowing life to take its natural course…

Post, bleddy Post ya!

eiwotya — Thu, 15 Mar 2007 09:47:00 +0000

This is an open appeal to Anna, Divya, Nina, Lakshmi and Kavya (if you are reading that is) and finally Gits (do you remember the url of your blog?) to post something, anything, on their respective blogs. And those of you who are reading this post of mine ( I hope), if you are a blogger too, POST! The reason you have a blog, is so that you can post, entertain others, sound off and vent out.
And I consider it to be imminent on the part of the Journo Bloggers to blog ONE LAST TIME before we all leave college and grow up, grow up so much that even commenting and reply to those silly comments looks childish. At least Divya and Nina owe the blogdom one post on account of Bombay Shopping.
Anna, you owe the world a post on ummm… I dunno, something.
Lak, you owe, Div and Nina post for the sake Thebromas and Chappals.
Kavya, you just elaborate your post on the whole Queen thing, and how you may land up in the Big Brother House!

Sigh, I hope that was appealing. If not, I stick my tongue out at you.

The Gardener

eiwotya — Wed, 14 Mar 2007 17:11:00 +0000

For about a year now I have been visiting a garden of roses. The gardener over a period of time I have come to know from close quarters. His roses are beautiful, their smile is contagious and addictive. Their charm never fades; I love to walk by the garden everyday and listen to the gardener narrate stories about each of his priced roses. In such awe he is of his roses that he skips around like a little boy who just figured that five added five times is just as five multiplied by five.

The Gardener recently invited me to tend to his roses. I felt a special warmth in the invitation, I felt included. I felt elated that I could now contribute to the beauty of the roses that I only admired till very recently.