Why I love being a gal

There are millions of reasons why a girl loves to be a gal. Here are couple of reasons why I love the fact that I am a girl J .

I get to ..

• Enjoy chocolate just about any time of the day of the year.
• Be cranky for no reason and be treated to lift up my spirits.
• Wear a bow. Be it a hat, shoe, bag, , clutches, or a top. A bow makes them prettier.
• Get a drop home especially when it is really late at night.
• Feel safe with your male friends around even though you are 10 shots down.
• Shop every weekend and feel excited as if it were the first time.
• Miss out on the painful sounding birthday bumps.
• Buy new clothes for each wedding you have to attend.
• Eat my favourite tub of ice cream at twelve in the night in my pyjamas.
• Wear over size t shirts on those lazy Sundays.

Let me know why you love being a gal…

Re-run

Every time I looked up and said, “That’s it”, He mockingly said, “Yah right”!

The more you don’t want certain things to happen, the more they do.  Every time I think this is the last time, I am proven wrong.  I am not sure where do I get the strength to go through all this again. When He means testing times, I think he REALLY means it. Just when happiness was sinking in…

Couple of sunny days, and then it starts to pour once again. We are drenched and the cold wind hurts. The rain drops fall on us and seem to sting. The difference is that this time we have more umbrellas.  I am not sure how many times will I have to face such rains. I am struggling to find a ray of hope out of all this Doesn’t He pity us? We are managing with rags. Don’t take that away from us.  I am quite sure we have suffered enough.  At least change the misery. Fighting a new battle is comforting.  With stitched lips you can’t even curse. Sometimes I laugh at the situation.  It’s like watching a terrible movie every day till you get sick of it and then after an hour’s break you are made to watch it again.

The ones with a pure heart are not suppose to face the storm. They have lost the strength. Of whatever is left, they have to keep it intact for some other time. Times, which will bring showers of pain, but with a promise of a sunny day.    Far off thought of spring is what keeps us going.

When vice creeps in, sanity is lost. So are love, respect, and all those feeling which binds mind with body and body with soul. Bonding between soul and the rest of the world is also at loss.  Some things have fallen forever. I don’t want them to rise up again. I want them to be eroded away with time. They are meant to be because they never supported what they were supposed to.  Once they were perceived as the most beautiful structures but deep down they were weak.

I think this is the longest I have taken to write few lines. Distractions… thoughts… pain. I am not sure what exactly is blocking me, may be my mind is too clouded to find out the right words… Right now even the worst will not affect me.

I won’t say this is the worst .I wont say the worst has passed. I won’t say the worst is yet to come.

S.T.R.I.P-ED

Before you get any great ideas.. let me clarify, Project STRIP was a play I recently watched.

I will begin this by thanking Ria. Thanks Ria ! Just a brief about this thank you note – Ria’s favorite word for all my movie invites is NO. I am not sure why because she seems to like me ..or is she a good actress ( raised eyebrows ) ? Some how have never been able to go for a movie together. This time (FINALLY) we went for a play in Rangashankara. This terrific plan was made by her. Hence, the Thank You note . This has washed away all her sins of saying NO to my movie invites. Now that Ria has hogged the lime light, let me share my experience of Project S.T.R.I.P.
This was the first play I saw in Bangalore and my friend this is just the beginning. I thought there will be flashy background.. actors in designer wears.. an orchestra.. curtain etc.. yeah yeah you are correct.. I was thinking more on the lines of a movie. I guess some theaters make use of some such props. The acoustics of the theatre were wonderful. . Any how Even a tap of the feet was loud and clear!! The guy playing musical instruments in th background was brilliant and witty with his introduction to the play. I am yet to find out what exactly he played because i have never seen these instruments before. The singers in the background did a fabulous job too.The play voices out the result of humans trying to conquer a new island. Corporates.. a rebel group.. a doctor trying to save the island.. and a captain stuck in the values of humanity and duty. All the actors were fab. This play is one of a kind comedy. It was hard for me to control my tears, first, with joy and later with an eye-opener message. I could recognize Dilnaj Irani as i have seen her on television. I was mesmerized by her dialog delivery, diction and power full emotions. The other actors juggled between different roles very efficiently. A wonderful message conveyed through a plethora of emotions and laughter.

I think I will be a regular to plays, going forward. If you come across an interesting play do post a comment here.

An Ode to Perfection

PERFECTION – A hypothetical thought? A fantasy? Imagination?
According to me perfection means happiness, smiles and everything nice. I believe in fairy tales and always look forward to happy conclusions. Be it life or reel life, nothing more pleases me than the girl-meets-boy-and-lives-happily-ever-after concept. Where some of us admire perfection, some feel it is boring. If everything is nice, good, and happy, do not the things become bland?

Well, for some it might be a yes but for me it is mostly a NO.

For all the practical reasons, perfection has fascinated me. No one is perfect. However, I met a person who is actually perfect! That is how I feel about him. Sometimes we feel that person is perfect only for us but I do not think it is always so. At least not in my case. This fellow is perfect as an individual!!!. I find myself struggling to find something that will make me change my mind. I always thought all men were super hairy, lazy, all about %^&, space suckers, bad listeners. etc… (ok guys, you can yell at me ). But this person is just so different from the rest. I still pinch myself to believe that a guy like this can exist. Isn’t it like against the law of nature for such men to exist? Well to my utmost relief looks like this time God heard me. (YES I am grinning)
It’s almost a year since I know and we share an awesome wavelength. He is patient, calm, brilliant, handsome, strong, sweet…. sigh!! I can go on and on. Sometimes I am out of adjectives to describe him.
There is so much to learn from him. He never runs of idea, a quick learner and independent. He knows (almost) everything I ask and figures out whatever he does not. Life is simple 

The best part about being with such a person is that this person tends to bring out the good qualities in you as well. Things seem peaceful with such a perfect person. The world becomes a better place. A kid at heart and THE BEST COMPLIMENT GOD EVER GAVE ME

C U SOON