Smile and wave y'all, smile and wave!

Fate must be a woman!
Women are extreme. (It's actually one of the things I like about womanhood.) Don't get me wrong now, men aren't much better. They're equally drama-ful (if not more sometimes), but I think their extremities aren't as far apart as with women!....
Anyway, that isn't the point.
Fate and her sense of humour. That is.
I had a really nice day yesterday. All in all.
Because I've come to accept in the recent past, and I'm going to steal from Limpbizkit (yeah, don't ask!) here and say, that
"with the good comes the bad, the bad comes the good. And Imma live my life like I should."
It only makes total sense now, that a peaceful, happy day would come complete with a silencer burn and two flat tyres.
And that's just one example. Don't even get me started on what its like to drive in this beautiful city!! Oh, happy contradiction!


It's happened quite often of late.
Things appear to be going so well and *boom* - the unknown, impossible to predict factor kicks in.
Something must go wrong.
But, its OK!
I find that after my initial (more often than not, uncontrolled) expression of frustration/anger/whatever negative emotion you can think of, taking a deep breath and SIGHing exaggeratedly helps! 
Then ACCEPT. Accept that we really have no control over anything. 
As much as we try. And, God knows we try! Que Sera, Sera.
I feel happier this way. Practicing how to loosen my grip on the reigns of my life.
I'm still directing it, but theres more scope to enjoy the unexpected turns it takes, this way; with a looser grip that is.


So, in your times of trouble. 
Let it be. 
Because fate, she'll deal you tough blows and only she will make them all better.

You're gonna make it afterall!

LOVE IS ALL AROUND
-Joan Jett!
(",) This HAS to be my song right now!! =D


Who can turn the world on with her smile?
Who can take a nothing day
and suddenly make it all seem worthwhile?

Well, it's you girl and you should know it
with each glance and every little movement you show it

Love is all around, no need to fake it
You can have the town, why don't you take it?
You're gonna make it after all

How will you make it on your own?
this world is awfully big
and all this time you're all alone

well it's time you started livin'
its time you let someone else do some giving

love is all around, no need to fake it
you can have the town, why don't you take it?
you're gonna make it afterall
you're gonna make it afterall

Note to self or whom-so-ever it may concern.

Geekomania?

The Geeks of this world are the ones allowing you to keep up your “oh I’m so cool and almost too good for any of you” act.

They are the reason the world functions at all.

You should think twice before you go around dissing anyone for being way “too much into” anything.

What was the last thing you felt inspired to be totally into anyway?

Or maybe you’re living on some kind of false belief that you’re a Jack of all and Ace of none.

You can do everything, man!

Wouldn’t you rather be outstanding at just one or a few things, than mediocre at it all?

You’re curious and you’re lazy.

You’re geeky and you’re pretentious.

You’re a walking contradiction and you know it.

You try so hard to seem legit, but you’re easily caught.

How long can this masquerade continue?

Crush your fake desperate-to-be-superior façade.

Embrace the fact that you’re a geek within or at least back off and accept you’re not cool enough to do that, yet.

We’re all geeks, one way or another.

You self professed Geeks. I salute you.

The Geeks of this world are the ones allowing you to keep up your “oh I’m so cool and almost too good for any of you” act.

You’re at THEIR mercy.

Oh come on, liberate yourself!

Memory lane is a pretty place.

I just stumbled upon an old social networking site some friends were working on, many year ago.. It was called Yo4Ya. I signed on as one of the initial trial users... But, I don't really know what happened to the whole thing... It kind of faded out of my life... 
I even forgot that I had that account! Unlike my Hi5 and Orkut accounts, where I took the pains to delete my information at least, my Yo4Ya page continued to exist in all its loneliness, victim of my neglect.
So, here's the part where I confess to having googled myself. 
Yup. Guilty.
Get over it.
And thats where Yo4Ya made a surprise appearance again. And with it came so many lost memories!
So, as I set out to delete things one by one... I came across some old photos, some of my first few attempts at blogging and a really old take on myself, BY me. (the about me section, that is). It was nice to see how things as much as they have!, haven't really changed at all. 
I still 
like being barefoot but also having clean feet, 
hate brinjals more than anyone I know, 
love the 'peace' symbol, 
enjoy the awesomeness of multicolouredness, 
think that white water rafting is something I MUST do again and everyone must do at least once, 
collect junk jewellery, 
wouldn't listen to trance or heavy metal out of choice,
need to sing, dance, be creative,
need to pick up my socks about a lot of things,
can't cook to save myself.
Time is such an awesome contradiction sometimes.
So, I just felt like posting some of the things I'd written (the post on Baby Nicola was one) and some of those old photos I found, for my sake, my memories and that reassuring feeling that no matter what happens, somethings stick around for good. 

(Excuse all the horrible punctuation etc... I wanted to leave it all unedited :))

-November 8th, 2006(or so)
Ive never had a diary.Although I do have one particular book that I write in on rare occasion & it doesn't qualify because my entries to it are 3-4 months apart,only when Ive something to babble bout,more often than not,
nonsensically & confidentially! (otherwise I'd prefer to call a friend!)
Ive never explored my capabilities in freewriting!
I'm not sure if my lack of patience to actually collect my thoughts & give them a structured body or simply the fact that an artistic mind (which I'm quite sure mine is,definitely more than it is scientific or analytical)would prefer to gauge random thoughts & different ideas & have a long conversation about them,rather thn pen them down,is to blame!
That aside, Ive been urged by my mum, to try more! Shes liked reading the few essays Ive written.
You can tell alot bout a person from how they wirte!!Superficially-through handwriting & Substantially too! Reading blogs & commenting on them,I've always enjoyed.
Guess its time to switch sides.

-Sometime around then I s'pose (2006)
Last Night was a reunion of sorts, with friends (Jo n Bruce!) i havent hung out with in a while...It was a fun time. We'd started off deciding to watch "a" movie..That decision didnt hold very strong, we ended up watching 4!!

Yeah, you dint read that wrong! :)

It started off with lindsey lohans "just my luck" (not the best movie) then.. "the untouchables" (one of those timeless robert dniro, kevin costner flicks.Must Watch!) I think we might've called it a night then, but my friends soon learned i hadn't seen "the scarlet pimpernel" (& tht of course was unacceptable) but it was a fun movie!(by my standards!) and since we were wide awake there was room for 1 more! there had to be... it was "grease"!

"I got Chills, They're multiplyin'!"

-My take on Reality! (2006)
My conclusion is that "reality checks" are just these moments in time where u stop, look at what you're doing,  realise its wrong, change for a while, then realise its too hard, you were happier being wrong, and then you're back to square 1!
Its a vicious circle.. and I'm trapped!

now THATS a "reality check".

Memories of Baby Nicola!

(Background info to this post: 
I chanced upon this poem that I wrote many years ago, for a little baby that touched my heart! I cannot even begin to describe how happy it's made me to remember her. This, then new born, baby was found lying in a garbage can, with a body covered in bruises and, god knows what kind of, bites! She was rescued by a sister who takes care of street children who've been orphaned, abandoned or who've runaway from lives they've found too hard to deal with. The home for these kids is called SADDAC, in Daund. A beautiful place. Baby Nicola was there for a while, and from what I last heard, I think she was adopted and is probably living a much happier life now! I couldn't find a photograph of her, but here are some of the other smiles you'll find there.)

She looked around
So innocent, vulnerable, scared.
We were but strangers.
She looked on, not knowing we cared.


How could she? Why would she?
When all the world had shown her was hate.
This child lay beaten, bitten and torn!
Thank heavens for a kindlier fate.


An angel to look at,
with eyes that grasped you like stars.
She laughed with a cackle, so rare.
And it drowned in the joy that was ours.


A babe, now happy and safe,
delivered from pain and sorrow,
has a place. A home.
A whole lot of brighter tomorrows.


This plan that God has confuses me.
In it, there's space for triumph, as much as blunder.
My best guess is that it's his testament to his most complex creation
-The human, it's spirit and infinite wonder.

You should know

I was introduced to these tunes through a friend.

And some awesome tunes they are!

The mix of melody, rhythm, rhyme and message is worth a listen and easy to love!

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http://knaanmusic.ning.com/

Thank you!

In general, I feel like I have a lot to be thankful for!
More so, in the past few days!
And I'm the kind to be quite verbal and expressive about how I feel...
So, I really don't think twice about a heartfelt "thanks or sorry or I-love-you or you're-a-jackass-piss-off"!
But, one thing that kept coming to my attention was the reaction from the people I thanked! 
Especially friends.
They almost always seem to respond with, "Arre! What thanks and all? You're mad o-what?!"
But no, I'm not! :)
I honestly believe it's good to let the people you love know you appreciate them! (Of course it's not necessary all the time, but when you get it! Take it!)
After all, if your closest family and friends don't know how you feel, who ever really will? :)
I'm reminded of one of my all time favourite songs.. Also, the same song my sister and brother in law had their first dance to..
So appropriate!
Thank you for loving me! :)

Darkness

-Lord Byron

I had a dream, which was not all a dream.

The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came, and went and came, and brought no day,
And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of this desolation; and all hearts
Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light:
And they did live by watchfires - and the thrones,
The palaces of crowned kings, the huts,
The habitations of all things which dwell,
Were burnt for beacons; cities were consumed,
And men were gathered round their blazing homes
To look once more into each other's face;
Happy were those who dwelt within the eye
Of the volcanos, and their mountain-torch:
A fearful hope was all the world contain'd;
Forest were set on fire but hour by hour
They fell and faded and the crackling trunks
Extinguish'd with a crash and all was black.
The brows of men by the despairing light
Wore an unearthly aspect, as by fits
The flashes fell upon them; some lay down
And hid their eyes and wept; and some did rest
Their chins upon their clenched hands, and smiled;
And others hurried to and fro, and fed
Their funeral piles with fuel, and looked up
With mad disquietude on the dull sky,
The pall of a past world; and then again
With curses cast them down upon the dust,
And gnash'd their teeth and howl'd: the wild birds shriek'd,
And, terrified, did flutter on the ground,
And flap their useless wings; the wildest brutes
Came tame and tremolous; and vipers crawl'd
And twined themselves among the multitude,
Hissing, but stingless, they were slain for food:
And War, which for a moment was no more,
Did glut himself again; a meal was bought
With blood, and each sate sullenly apart
Gorging himself in gloom: no love was left;
All earth was but one thought and that was death,
Immediate and inglorious; and the pang
Of famine fed upon all entrails men
Died, and their bones were tombless as their flesh;
The meagre by the meagre were devoured,
Even dogs assail'd their masters, all save one,
And he was faithful to a corpse, and kept
The birds and beasts and famish'd men at bay,
Till hunger clung them, or the dropping dead
Lured their lank jaws; himself sought out no food,
But with a piteous and perpetual moan
And a quick desolate cry, licking the hand
Which answered not with a caress, he died.
The crowd was famish'd by degrees; but two
Of an enormous city did survive, And they were enemies;
They met beside
The dying embers of an altar-place
Where had been heap'd a mass of holy things
For an unholy usage; they raked up,
And shivering scraped with their cold skeleton hands
The feeble ashes, and their feeble breath
 Blew for a little life, and made a flame
Wich was a mockery; then they lifted up
Their eyes as it grew lighter, and
Each other's aspects. saw, and shriek'd, and died, beheld
Even of their mutual hideousness they died,
Unknowing who he was upon whose brow
Famine had written Fiend. The world was void,
The populous and the powerful was a lump,
Seasonless, herbless, treeless, manless, lifeless,
A lump of death, a chaos of hard clay.
The rivers, lakes, and ocean stood still,
And nothing stirred within their silent depths;
Ships sailorless lay rotting on the sea,
And their masts fell down piecemeal; as they dropp'd
They slept on the abyss without a surge
The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,
The moon their mistress had expired before;
The winds were withered in the stagnant air,
And the clouds perish'd; Darkness had no need
Of aid from them. She was the universe.