Me?
Ever since I have been a little girl, I hid behind my mom’s skirt. Afraid to face the world, secure in the shadow of my mom. But what was I scared of then? New faces. People always wanting to pinch my chubby cheeks. Amid the pain I was forced to smile, when all I wanted to scream was, “Stay away you crazy auntie! That hurts!” But as a kid I was scared that action of mine would have brought a punishment, least embarrassed my parents.
But as life passes by you learn to take a stand. You learn to fight the odds.
Growing up teaches you a lot of things.
Now as I look back I realize my school days were the best of days. The pocket money, play time and the only tension one had in the world was -- studying!
Come junior college and there you are thrown in a new environment. What to do? What to say? How do I be cool? Will others like me? Suddenly all I am scared of is – will I be liked by others?
A little later in life I was thrown into a professional college! And as everyone knows, the ragging in professional colleges is inhumane at times. I don’t know how I was spared but I guess my smile and being friends with a few senior boys, literally saved my ass! Believe me I was shit scared the few months of college. Then life became one huge party without actually partying.
All secure for the next 5 years and then suddenly I got to make a living! Support myself, prove myself! Thrown in the advertising industry, believe me mate it’s not easy, I did struggle in spite the fact that I was a university topper! Ok but I guess its life’s way of telling you nothing is easy. Nothing come free! I was not exactly scared of this new challenge but this meant giving up everything I held dear. Arises once again; the questions. Do I really need to leave home to do this? How important is this to me? What am I going to do? Suddenly the odds were against me.
Consider this, I know I am not the only one here but, after 22 years of living in a secure environment with everything at my disposal (a bike of my own, my own room, no chores to do, living in absolute luxury), now I have to take a decision of my own. Some of which would reflect in everything I do. I have never before handled finances, and now I got to shop for groceries, spend on travel, accommodation and what not, and still have to save. So I do I do this?
Scared again was I? I would being lying if I said no!
That’s not all… what else could I have been scared of? Falling in love, maybe?
For all my 23 years I had never known what this feeling was. I didn’t want to give someone the power to hurt me. I was scared of getting hurt. Scared of getting left behind. Scared of not knowing what to do. Scared! Scared! Scared! It was my biggest fear.
May be that’s why I never gave it shot. That, and my mom always wanting something else from me. Then suddenly one fine day I stop caring. I took the plunge! I lived without fear. I guess someone showed me how. I suddenly had all that it would take to fight the odds. It was a testing time. I loved every moment of it. Never a regret. Never will regret a moment of it. Cos this all this taught me one important lesson. “Take a stand for your happiness. No one will do it for you.”
Did I win this battle you ask? That’s an answer you will never know.
All said and done, there’s one thing I would love to share, LIVE IN CONSTANT FEAR. Cause fear will keep you at the edge of your seat. Fear won’t let you lose out.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Friday, July 06, 2007
Tell me if it’s time to move on…
Move on from what you ask?
From a thing so dear,
That now it causes nothing but pain,
May be that and fear.
You got to move on,
They told me,
Yet I held on to hope,
No all I can think of is doing dope.
But as I drown in these mucky waters
There comes friends I know who throw me a rope.
Grab on Jo, they tell me
But the words sound a distance echo.
Where am I?
What do I do?
How do I live now?
How do I live without you?
I laugh.
I smile.
I put on a brave front.
But deep inside I am torn through and through!
I honestly don’t know what to do.
I want to cry my heart out
Blame the world
Hold everyone responsible
But what the f***
I know no cares
Or gives a shit what you do.
Worry not about me.
I will learn to walk again.
Thanks to the chosen few,
May be with thanks to you,
I could learn to live again.
I will learn to live again!
From a thing so dear,
That now it causes nothing but pain,
May be that and fear.
You got to move on,
They told me,
Yet I held on to hope,
No all I can think of is doing dope.
But as I drown in these mucky waters
There comes friends I know who throw me a rope.
Grab on Jo, they tell me
But the words sound a distance echo.
Where am I?
What do I do?
How do I live now?
How do I live without you?
I laugh.
I smile.
I put on a brave front.
But deep inside I am torn through and through!
I honestly don’t know what to do.
I want to cry my heart out
Blame the world
Hold everyone responsible
But what the f***
I know no cares
Or gives a shit what you do.
Worry not about me.
I will learn to walk again.
Thanks to the chosen few,
May be with thanks to you,
I could learn to live again.
I will learn to live again!
Monday, June 25, 2007
My walk in the rain…
Pitter patter comes down the rain.
I splash about in fun avoiding the drains.
The water gushes, raindrops pelt against me
Yet amid all this I am smiling for reasons known only to me.
It’s the start of the monsoons,
A season I look forward to.
The cool winds, the mighty drops
That helps somehow drown the tears within.
There’s nothing to lose
Everything to gain
And as I turn my face towards the rain
I see a young woman being a child again.
Fighting the rain across me walks a young dad with his child in tow
And that brought back memories of long before
Mama screaming not to get wet
But as a child filling up my gumboots with water was all I cared.
No matter the weather,
No fear of the streams running through.
Finding a path for the paper boats we made
And winning the race was all that we as kids cared so true.
Come to think of it.
There began life’s first lesson.
Me and my paper boat
And the message to swim against all odds.
So as everyone battles the rains,
Some cuss
And some smile in vain…
But I tell you my friend
There’s nothing better
Nothing more refreshing
Than a simple walk in the rain.
I splash about in fun avoiding the drains.
The water gushes, raindrops pelt against me
Yet amid all this I am smiling for reasons known only to me.
It’s the start of the monsoons,
A season I look forward to.
The cool winds, the mighty drops
That helps somehow drown the tears within.
There’s nothing to lose
Everything to gain
And as I turn my face towards the rain
I see a young woman being a child again.
Fighting the rain across me walks a young dad with his child in tow
And that brought back memories of long before
Mama screaming not to get wet
But as a child filling up my gumboots with water was all I cared.
No matter the weather,
No fear of the streams running through.
Finding a path for the paper boats we made
And winning the race was all that we as kids cared so true.
Come to think of it.
There began life’s first lesson.
Me and my paper boat
And the message to swim against all odds.
So as everyone battles the rains,
Some cuss
And some smile in vain…
But I tell you my friend
There’s nothing better
Nothing more refreshing
Than a simple walk in the rain.
Monday, May 21, 2007
STICK to the LIST!
Ok people I am having a mid-20s crisis!
Here’s what the doc prescribed…
25 must haves; I must have on my 25th birthday!!!
1. Calvin & Hobbes Comic Book series.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Calvin_and_Hobbes_books
(have read The Days are Just Packed!)
2. Harry Potter & the Deathly Hallows.
3. Black t-shirts from Westside. Size M-12
4. Pink t-shirts from Westside. Size M-12.
(stay away from the plunging neckline, no matter how enticing they look)
5. A pair of Levi’s.
Size 30. Boot cut. Low-rise. Most importantly blue!
6. Junk jewellery.
Just see that there are trinkets of pink!
7. Lifetime membership at PVR.
8. I-phone!
(need I say more?)
9. Books by some Indian Authors.
Kavita Daswani, Anurag Joshi, Kiran Desai, Rupa Gulab and the likes.
Please ask before buying as have read most of them, but still if there’s a new book pick it!
10. Skirts.
A-line. Colourful and keep them short!
11. More books - Hell Island by Matthew Reilly
12. More More books - Area 7 by Matthew Reilly
13. Even more books - Hover Car Racer by Matthew Reilly
14. Life in a METRO… the DVD.
Loved this movie!
15. A pair of Adidas shoes
16. Holiday to the Andaman’s
17. A trip to London, Paris…
18. A bouquet of red roses…
at least 25 of them.
19. Tickets to a F1 grand prix!
20. First class tickets to a cricket match. South Africa vs whoever! In Mumbai!
21. Nokia N 95
22. An iPOD
23. Pink by Aerosmith!
24. Sponsor a tattoo session.
25. A diamond ring!!!
P.S.: Guys please co-ordinate with each other whose getting me what, don’t want 2 of the same things.
NOTE: this list is the sole property and copyright of greycellsinxs. Any one found to be duplicating the same shall be SLAPPED with a legal notice of infringement!
Ok the IMPORTANT thing here is get all the stuff by the 28th of JUNE 2007.
& THANK YOU!
Here’s what the doc prescribed…
25 must haves; I must have on my 25th birthday!!!
1. Calvin & Hobbes Comic Book series.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Calvin_and_Hobbes_books
(have read The Days are Just Packed!)
2. Harry Potter & the Deathly Hallows.
3. Black t-shirts from Westside. Size M-12
4. Pink t-shirts from Westside. Size M-12.
(stay away from the plunging neckline, no matter how enticing they look)
5. A pair of Levi’s.
Size 30. Boot cut. Low-rise. Most importantly blue!
6. Junk jewellery.
Just see that there are trinkets of pink!
7. Lifetime membership at PVR.
8. I-phone!
(need I say more?)
9. Books by some Indian Authors.
Kavita Daswani, Anurag Joshi, Kiran Desai, Rupa Gulab and the likes.
Please ask before buying as have read most of them, but still if there’s a new book pick it!
10. Skirts.
A-line. Colourful and keep them short!
11. More books - Hell Island by Matthew Reilly
12. More More books - Area 7 by Matthew Reilly
13. Even more books - Hover Car Racer by Matthew Reilly
14. Life in a METRO… the DVD.
Loved this movie!
15. A pair of Adidas shoes
16. Holiday to the Andaman’s
17. A trip to London, Paris…
18. A bouquet of red roses…
at least 25 of them.
19. Tickets to a F1 grand prix!
20. First class tickets to a cricket match. South Africa vs whoever! In Mumbai!
21. Nokia N 95
22. An iPOD
23. Pink by Aerosmith!
24. Sponsor a tattoo session.
25. A diamond ring!!!
P.S.: Guys please co-ordinate with each other whose getting me what, don’t want 2 of the same things.
NOTE: this list is the sole property and copyright of greycellsinxs. Any one found to be duplicating the same shall be SLAPPED with a legal notice of infringement!
Ok the IMPORTANT thing here is get all the stuff by the 28th of JUNE 2007.
& THANK YOU!
Friday, May 11, 2007
Life in a METRO
It’s a battle of survival
From the beggar child who knocks at your window to the CEO of an MNC; everyone fends only for themselves. I do too.
Even the shortest journey’s the longest
Yeah believe it I could go from the north to the south by a vehicle in 2 hours flat! But a simple 54 kms journey will take you no less than 1 1/2 hour and that too by train.
It’s a battle against time
No one’s got the time. The word here is ‘Jaldi’ or just stand out of my way should I push you reaching my deadline.
A culture clash
There are people from walks of life! It’s India in a capsule. Amazing but true.
Love blossoms around every corner
It’s amazing but true. Look around you see couples blissfully unaware. No matter what society implies, loves got to do what love has got to do. How else you tell me?
The work never ends
Call it corporization or wanting to make money, at the end of the day everyone’s underpaid.
Home is where the work is
For all those who come to the metro, work becomes home. It’s here that you find the most comfort. Going back to your dwelling place is a pain.
Weekends are party-time
No matter what you do, the weekends are known to be stress busters. Party all night! Shaking that booty is all that matters!
The movies are where the action is
We are talking about action on screen. Not like-wise. No doubt the multiplexes rip you off but it offers some solace for a few hours and catch the latest of them blockbusters.
Public transport is the only way to get around
Come on face it! We all would like to be driven around in private cars, but everyone’s a struggler in the big city. Public transport is a blessing in disguise.
It’s the best place to be
No matter what people say! No mater the cursing! No matter the pollution!
The blur of people, the blur of life… here’s where everyone wants to be!
From the beggar child who knocks at your window to the CEO of an MNC; everyone fends only for themselves. I do too.
Even the shortest journey’s the longest
Yeah believe it I could go from the north to the south by a vehicle in 2 hours flat! But a simple 54 kms journey will take you no less than 1 1/2 hour and that too by train.
It’s a battle against time
No one’s got the time. The word here is ‘Jaldi’ or just stand out of my way should I push you reaching my deadline.
A culture clash
There are people from walks of life! It’s India in a capsule. Amazing but true.
Love blossoms around every corner
It’s amazing but true. Look around you see couples blissfully unaware. No matter what society implies, loves got to do what love has got to do. How else you tell me?
The work never ends
Call it corporization or wanting to make money, at the end of the day everyone’s underpaid.
Home is where the work is
For all those who come to the metro, work becomes home. It’s here that you find the most comfort. Going back to your dwelling place is a pain.
Weekends are party-time
No matter what you do, the weekends are known to be stress busters. Party all night! Shaking that booty is all that matters!
The movies are where the action is
We are talking about action on screen. Not like-wise. No doubt the multiplexes rip you off but it offers some solace for a few hours and catch the latest of them blockbusters.
Public transport is the only way to get around
Come on face it! We all would like to be driven around in private cars, but everyone’s a struggler in the big city. Public transport is a blessing in disguise.
It’s the best place to be
No matter what people say! No mater the cursing! No matter the pollution!
The blur of people, the blur of life… here’s where everyone wants to be!
Thursday, May 10, 2007
And LOVE is…
Saying I Love you?
Ok let’s get this straight.
Love is all that one needs yet no one seems to ever get it. Its nature’s sick way of tricking people to… umm reproduce themselves indefinitely mostly for pleasure. And as if by doing so you are going to spread the love? Sex is great, but is it love?
Love also categories itself as a killer method to waste time, money and energy! Mostly yours.
Love is known to f%$# you royally! My bet don’t bother f%$#ing with it. (Physically or like-wise)
Love… lust? Is there a difference?
Just do one thing avoid Love at all cost, not because it simply sucks (stop thinking laterally), it just sucks period!
It jeopardizes all plans of sanity and ends up with you making an ass of yourself!
What’s worse… Love finds you watching soppy love movies, eating ice-cream and spending valuable time day dreaming.
Basically love causes you to fantasize with rather no result.
Ok so what’s my point?
Love; you can’t live with it nor can you live with it.
Ok let’s get this straight.
Love is all that one needs yet no one seems to ever get it. Its nature’s sick way of tricking people to… umm reproduce themselves indefinitely mostly for pleasure. And as if by doing so you are going to spread the love? Sex is great, but is it love?
Love also categories itself as a killer method to waste time, money and energy! Mostly yours.
Love is known to f%$# you royally! My bet don’t bother f%$#ing with it. (Physically or like-wise)
Love… lust? Is there a difference?
Just do one thing avoid Love at all cost, not because it simply sucks (stop thinking laterally), it just sucks period!
It jeopardizes all plans of sanity and ends up with you making an ass of yourself!
What’s worse… Love finds you watching soppy love movies, eating ice-cream and spending valuable time day dreaming.
Basically love causes you to fantasize with rather no result.
Ok so what’s my point?
Love; you can’t live with it nor can you live with it.
Thursday, April 26, 2007
When everybody tries to play cupid!
See the thing is or should I say the universal undisputable fact is that no one I mean NO ONE can see you single!
No one believes you when you say that you are happy being single!
What follows are looks that decode as her/his life is so sad that they can’t even find a mate! Hence begins the intrusion in your life. Totally uncalled for and offered absolutely free of cost.
The guilty parties: Parents, aunties, far distant relatives you’ve not even heard of, colleagues, and even friends.
See I believe friends have a valid reason trying to hook you up. After all it helps being “even” in a group. Or whatever weird reason they try to sell to you. Hence my first “Case Study.”
Case Study 1: I thought you two would hit off!
Actually I met this dude before once. He was a mutual friend and the other dude thought what a better way to get my friends together.
Get together did we for coffee. Considering the fact that I was too polite to say no to a Million Dollar Chocolate Brownie which I drowned with water, and he never anticipated anyone being so nice as me.
It was an evening rigged to the core!
Till today I wonder how I could have been so cultured! Bet my Mama would be proud of me. Other than that, when we look back it brings great memories.
Sad for my friend his match making maiden venture dint take off!
Case Study 2: There’s this boy…
It all begins with those three deadly words. “There’s this boy, he’s doing excellently in life. Good job, has a home of his own. Why don’t you meet him?”
Next thing you know is that you’ve been tricked to seeing this moron!
This example runs rampant with all those relatives you so much want to kill.
Case Study 3: Right place, wrong time.
Why am I here? My friend told me to meet her here and now she’s running late. Phew! That bitch! You’re fuming sitting wondering how long you would have to wait.
Then the most fantastic specimen of the opposite sex materializes in front of you. (ok so I smile) A light bulb goes off – I’ve been duped!
Never mind at least the company is not bad. So just when the conversation picks up, the bitch turns up. Stupid reasons are offered. Like I don’t know I’ve been set up.
See these are just 3 reasons I could offer why you need to beware of all those harmless matchmakers, somebody please tell them its called “invasion of privacy!”
But who cares?
The saga continues…
No one believes you when you say that you are happy being single!
What follows are looks that decode as her/his life is so sad that they can’t even find a mate! Hence begins the intrusion in your life. Totally uncalled for and offered absolutely free of cost.
The guilty parties: Parents, aunties, far distant relatives you’ve not even heard of, colleagues, and even friends.
See I believe friends have a valid reason trying to hook you up. After all it helps being “even” in a group. Or whatever weird reason they try to sell to you. Hence my first “Case Study.”
Case Study 1: I thought you two would hit off!
Actually I met this dude before once. He was a mutual friend and the other dude thought what a better way to get my friends together.
Get together did we for coffee. Considering the fact that I was too polite to say no to a Million Dollar Chocolate Brownie which I drowned with water, and he never anticipated anyone being so nice as me.
It was an evening rigged to the core!
Till today I wonder how I could have been so cultured! Bet my Mama would be proud of me. Other than that, when we look back it brings great memories.
Sad for my friend his match making maiden venture dint take off!
Case Study 2: There’s this boy…
It all begins with those three deadly words. “There’s this boy, he’s doing excellently in life. Good job, has a home of his own. Why don’t you meet him?”
Next thing you know is that you’ve been tricked to seeing this moron!
This example runs rampant with all those relatives you so much want to kill.
Case Study 3: Right place, wrong time.
Why am I here? My friend told me to meet her here and now she’s running late. Phew! That bitch! You’re fuming sitting wondering how long you would have to wait.
Then the most fantastic specimen of the opposite sex materializes in front of you. (ok so I smile) A light bulb goes off – I’ve been duped!
Never mind at least the company is not bad. So just when the conversation picks up, the bitch turns up. Stupid reasons are offered. Like I don’t know I’ve been set up.
See these are just 3 reasons I could offer why you need to beware of all those harmless matchmakers, somebody please tell them its called “invasion of privacy!”
But who cares?
The saga continues…
Monday, April 23, 2007
Ok here’s the plan…
I just realized how difficult it is for girl these days to find a decent boy and me being me decided to dish out some absolutely FREE advice.
What you are about to read is purely aimed at making you feel like the world’s biggest loser. Get a life you moron there are much better things to do than reading my crap!
You don’t listen do you? Sigh… Anyway let me humour you. Note, this is written solely to give you some cheap thrills.
Remember that cute guy who used to sit behind you in college. Well too bad for you but even then he had a girl.
What’s with you, move on you dumb ass. He dint find you cute then, he won’t find you cute now! (You’ve aged dear)
Stop staring and do something!
Men being men won’t do a thing. They are as scared of you as you are of them. Come on move on.
Ditch every guy your mom finds you.
They are not what they seem. Neither are you. Find a moron you knows and loves you for being you, not some weird character moms chalked out.
Get your best friend to…You know marry you. (Guy best friend that is!) Unless you’re like me and have 3 best guy friends, then you have a problem coming your way. Remember, the movie, My Best Friend’s Wedding… suggest you have a backup plan!
Drug him.
Not too much. Just enough to get him unconscious and then you can have your wicked way with him. If you still can’t manage that. Go kill yourself.
(Ways to do so can be found in my yet to released book titled 101 ways to suicide!--TM registered)
Or just use the clichéd route, “I am going to be the mother of your child.”
But dear please at least make sure you have unsafe sex first! And sob pathetically later!
Ok and if you are still wondering the reason of this article, keep thinking ‘cos you won’t find one.
I never found it. And neither would you.
What you are about to read is purely aimed at making you feel like the world’s biggest loser. Get a life you moron there are much better things to do than reading my crap!
You don’t listen do you? Sigh… Anyway let me humour you. Note, this is written solely to give you some cheap thrills.
Remember that cute guy who used to sit behind you in college. Well too bad for you but even then he had a girl.
What’s with you, move on you dumb ass. He dint find you cute then, he won’t find you cute now! (You’ve aged dear)
Stop staring and do something!
Men being men won’t do a thing. They are as scared of you as you are of them. Come on move on.
Ditch every guy your mom finds you.
They are not what they seem. Neither are you. Find a moron you knows and loves you for being you, not some weird character moms chalked out.
Get your best friend to…You know marry you. (Guy best friend that is!) Unless you’re like me and have 3 best guy friends, then you have a problem coming your way. Remember, the movie, My Best Friend’s Wedding… suggest you have a backup plan!
Drug him.
Not too much. Just enough to get him unconscious and then you can have your wicked way with him. If you still can’t manage that. Go kill yourself.
(Ways to do so can be found in my yet to released book titled 101 ways to suicide!--TM registered)
Or just use the clichéd route, “I am going to be the mother of your child.”
But dear please at least make sure you have unsafe sex first! And sob pathetically later!
Ok and if you are still wondering the reason of this article, keep thinking ‘cos you won’t find one.
I never found it. And neither would you.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Take care my friend, that’s all I could say…
Yesterday could have been any ordinary day.
A day that went by without having you or me having anything to say.
But it was just not some ordinary day.
It was a day that only a friend could sense a loss in a heartfelt and true way.
I never thought life would bring this day by my side so soon.
I guess you too never thought God would take someone you loved away from the midst of us by the noon.
Guess we never anticipated the pain.
All I could do was watch as my friend bleed in silence but not in vain.
I always thought a loss would be just a loss.
But now I know better, cause I sat in trance the whole day.
Not knowing what to do or what to say?
Why? Because, I can only imagine what my best best best friend went through, fighting the pain, the soreness and heart wrenching ache.
Not forgetting the family who couldn’t stop Gods plan for the day.
No words will suffice; nothing will ever feel the same.
Nothing can replace a loved one, especially when that person is your dad.
All I know is that I will always be there,
Should you ever need a hug,
Someone to talk to,
Or a smile to brighten your day.
As a tear rolls down my face,
For a father of a best friend,
I know not what to say,
Cause for a short period I knew him,
he came across the best in every single way.
I can’t do anything to bring him back.
So sorry this had to happen to you and your family.
But what I can do is be by your side,
should you need me in any way.
P.S: These few but sincere and heartfelt words are dedicated to my best best best friend’s dad who passed away very suddenly on this day - 11 april 2007.
May eternal light shine on him and may his soul rest in peace. Amen.
And may God give my best best best friend the strength to carry on and be the support to his family in every way. Amen.
A day that went by without having you or me having anything to say.
But it was just not some ordinary day.
It was a day that only a friend could sense a loss in a heartfelt and true way.
I never thought life would bring this day by my side so soon.
I guess you too never thought God would take someone you loved away from the midst of us by the noon.
Guess we never anticipated the pain.
All I could do was watch as my friend bleed in silence but not in vain.
I always thought a loss would be just a loss.
But now I know better, cause I sat in trance the whole day.
Not knowing what to do or what to say?
Why? Because, I can only imagine what my best best best friend went through, fighting the pain, the soreness and heart wrenching ache.
Not forgetting the family who couldn’t stop Gods plan for the day.
No words will suffice; nothing will ever feel the same.
Nothing can replace a loved one, especially when that person is your dad.
All I know is that I will always be there,
Should you ever need a hug,
Someone to talk to,
Or a smile to brighten your day.
As a tear rolls down my face,
For a father of a best friend,
I know not what to say,
Cause for a short period I knew him,
he came across the best in every single way.
I can’t do anything to bring him back.
So sorry this had to happen to you and your family.
But what I can do is be by your side,
should you need me in any way.
P.S: These few but sincere and heartfelt words are dedicated to my best best best friend’s dad who passed away very suddenly on this day - 11 april 2007.
May eternal light shine on him and may his soul rest in peace. Amen.
And may God give my best best best friend the strength to carry on and be the support to his family in every way. Amen.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
And the BEST BROTHER AWARD goes to…
First you people gotta meet my brother.
This is what he has to say about himself:
I have two imaginary daughters aged 3 and 4... Both are good looking… I don’t have sons as I’ve decided the ugly male species of my family has to be done away with in this generation!!!
We shall also consider that I own a Magnum Sniper Rifle and I use it on all the people I hate... in other words I’m running out of bullets.
Also, though it may sound hypothetical, the sign on the main gate of our house reads: "BEWARE OF CAT!!!"
See I know he begged & begged till I wrote a testimonial for him but for those who never read the sincere words I typed down, I took the time to log into orkut and copy paste the heart-wrenching words I was rather forced to write.
I don’t know how many of u all know him as well as me but…
When I tell u this BELIEVE me…
This man can go without a bath for days!
(the record - 7 days… the reason – saving water!!!)
He can relish Snort!
(I know it’s a delicacy et al, but eeks I think he doesn’t get food to eat!)
Loves to not to do things as they r… which is good! Rite?
A big fan of rock metal music… cos of him I 2 started liking this noise he calls music!!
It’s taken him 2-3 years n more to learn the guitar…
n believe me till today he doesn’t string a full song!
He loves Tommy Leanne D’souza (who u ask?)
well that’s d family feline! (Though he doesn’t show it … I tell u he absolutely adores her!)
Anyway tats enuf for now!
But on the whole this specimen of the human race is totally harmless & genuine to the core… what u c – is what u get!
So you see why the BEST BROTHER AWARD has to go to Lovell! Aka. Peekacho… MM… Baby Lov… Baby… wotever I feel right to call him. No arguments here! He is my brother!
Ok the rest of you normal people may be wondering… Couldn’t she write something nice about her brother? Well people this is nice. I could perhaps jot down all the clichéd stuff of how my nice a brother he is… loving, caring, woteva!
But that’s not how it is with us!
As much as I love my brother, we cut the senti stuff… its like you guard my back & I will yours.
Enough has been said already. So one last thing, as the recipient of the BEST BROTHER AWARD here’s a bonus title too… THE BEST CRITIC!
The only reason I got to where I am is because of Lov and his mean remarks on my art or anything I do! (for which I am so grateful)
Ok brother enough said about you. (you asked for this too ;)
Now expecting an acceptance or gratitude speech from you in return.
P.S. for all of you who din't know he is the ONLY brother I have.
This is what he has to say about himself:
I have two imaginary daughters aged 3 and 4... Both are good looking… I don’t have sons as I’ve decided the ugly male species of my family has to be done away with in this generation!!!
We shall also consider that I own a Magnum Sniper Rifle and I use it on all the people I hate... in other words I’m running out of bullets.
Also, though it may sound hypothetical, the sign on the main gate of our house reads: "BEWARE OF CAT!!!"
See I know he begged & begged till I wrote a testimonial for him but for those who never read the sincere words I typed down, I took the time to log into orkut and copy paste the heart-wrenching words I was rather forced to write.
I don’t know how many of u all know him as well as me but…
When I tell u this BELIEVE me…
This man can go without a bath for days!
(the record - 7 days… the reason – saving water!!!)
He can relish Snort!
(I know it’s a delicacy et al, but eeks I think he doesn’t get food to eat!)
Loves to not to do things as they r… which is good! Rite?
A big fan of rock metal music… cos of him I 2 started liking this noise he calls music!!
It’s taken him 2-3 years n more to learn the guitar…
n believe me till today he doesn’t string a full song!
He loves Tommy Leanne D’souza (who u ask?)
well that’s d family feline! (Though he doesn’t show it … I tell u he absolutely adores her!)
Anyway tats enuf for now!
But on the whole this specimen of the human race is totally harmless & genuine to the core… what u c – is what u get!
So you see why the BEST BROTHER AWARD has to go to Lovell! Aka. Peekacho… MM… Baby Lov… Baby… wotever I feel right to call him. No arguments here! He is my brother!
Ok the rest of you normal people may be wondering… Couldn’t she write something nice about her brother? Well people this is nice. I could perhaps jot down all the clichéd stuff of how my nice a brother he is… loving, caring, woteva!
But that’s not how it is with us!
As much as I love my brother, we cut the senti stuff… its like you guard my back & I will yours.
Enough has been said already. So one last thing, as the recipient of the BEST BROTHER AWARD here’s a bonus title too… THE BEST CRITIC!
The only reason I got to where I am is because of Lov and his mean remarks on my art or anything I do! (for which I am so grateful)
Ok brother enough said about you. (you asked for this too ;)
Now expecting an acceptance or gratitude speech from you in return.
P.S. for all of you who din't know he is the ONLY brother I have.
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