Every morning when i read the papers i esp look fwd to the astrology section in the supplements. It hardly ever turns out to b true but i like reading it anyway.
They said yellow is my LUCKY colour for today. i personally hate yellow...but decided to smell a yellow flower anyway. Flowers are always nice...or so i thought until i got stung by a wasp; ironically that too was yellow.
The sun's yellow...and at this moment its shining real bright...restricting me from going out anywhere. no luck there...
My niece smothered yellow paint over my arm just after i'd had my bath.
Ok i guess u got the point...
The daily horoscope that comes in my mail is asking me if i "tend to be self-effacing"...what the...??
They said my lucky months this year would be January and May...i had my exams during these months.
They said my romantic months would be February and June. I was on a train on 14th Feb. And June is almost over but no romance yet...!
The thing is when i know that nothin the astrolgers say is ever gonna b true why am i always intrigued by them??!! Could b curiosity, or mayb i just like to knw what'll happen next...or mayb its just plain stupidity!!
Its time for lunch...guess wht i'm having. yellow dal!! ugh!
Sunday, June 26, 2005
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Its over...
I'm sitting by the window
staring at the horizon,
wondering to myself
if this life has a reason
Meandering down dark streets,
no one by my side
I look up at the starry sky,
searching for that light
Would it really make a difference, i muse
if I wasnt there...
maybe they'll shed a tear or two,
and send up a prayer
But everything will be
just the way it was
and one of them missing
with not much loss
I caress it with my fingers
Feels cold, hard and beautiful
I pick it up and load it,
and put it to my skull
Close my eyes, a tear rolls down
Pull the trigger...
...and its over.
staring at the horizon,
wondering to myself
if this life has a reason
Meandering down dark streets,
no one by my side
I look up at the starry sky,
searching for that light
Would it really make a difference, i muse
if I wasnt there...
maybe they'll shed a tear or two,
and send up a prayer
But everything will be
just the way it was
and one of them missing
with not much loss
I caress it with my fingers
Feels cold, hard and beautiful
I pick it up and load it,
and put it to my skull
Close my eyes, a tear rolls down
Pull the trigger...
...and its over.
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
Money matters
I'm broke. I'm kinda ashamed to admit it, but i still survive on the pocket money...that my dad supplies me with at the beginning of every month. The first 15 days are blissful...loads of shopping, partying, movies and freaking out! I'm a spendthrift, to the core. But only for the 1st 15 days of the month. Its towards the end of the 'honeymoon stage' that i realise i have slightly more than 135 bucks left to last me for the rest of the month. That's when i undergo a personality change. From being a bindaas shop-a-holic to being a 'kanjoos kadki'! I try and save up as much as possible...try and use the bus to get to and back from college (the 5 rupee coins for the bus fare i 'borrow' from dad's change-box!), not splurging on the canteen food, absolutely no shopping, being home on time. My folks are the happiest then...ironically me being just the opposite. Everytime i promise myself..."nah next month se i'll save" but cant deny myself the temptation of encashing my desires! Sigh! I wonder if i'll have any savings in future...money matters are beyond me! :[
Sunday, June 12, 2005
At Last!!!
Finally!! After 1 month and 13 days of screaming, cribbing and wailing my eyes out in front of my family, i have finally succeeded in convincing them to send me away...um for a few days. I have tried every known trick in the book to try and make them see sense!
I've tried studying (even if it was fake), or being 'responsible' at times (like cleaning up my room, or making tea for everyone), wearing sensible clothes (my dad prefers seeing me in suits rather than shorts so thts a good way to 'patao' him!!), and god knows wht other stuff!
I had reached the end of the line when yesterday i got the good news. "You're going to shimla..." I could hardly believe my ears! At last I'm goin out of &*%$ delhi! So what if its shimla and so wht if i've been there almost all my life and almost every year, and so what if i'll b under nani's constant supervision...at least its not delhi, and its gonna b cool n nice. A break i really need coz i've had it up to here with dilli ki garmi n dilli ke log!
I was still sceptical about the whole thing n was hoping dad won't go back on his words. But now there's nothin to worry! Coz now i have the tickets! Yay! I'll be off tuesday morning :)) and back on sat :( Short, but beggars cant be choosers!
I'm outta here!
I've tried studying (even if it was fake), or being 'responsible' at times (like cleaning up my room, or making tea for everyone), wearing sensible clothes (my dad prefers seeing me in suits rather than shorts so thts a good way to 'patao' him!!), and god knows wht other stuff!
I had reached the end of the line when yesterday i got the good news. "You're going to shimla..." I could hardly believe my ears! At last I'm goin out of &*%$ delhi! So what if its shimla and so wht if i've been there almost all my life and almost every year, and so what if i'll b under nani's constant supervision...at least its not delhi, and its gonna b cool n nice. A break i really need coz i've had it up to here with dilli ki garmi n dilli ke log!
I was still sceptical about the whole thing n was hoping dad won't go back on his words. But now there's nothin to worry! Coz now i have the tickets! Yay! I'll be off tuesday morning :)) and back on sat :( Short, but beggars cant be choosers!
I'm outta here!
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