life at my end

A blast from the past

2010-05-09T19:34:00.003+05:30

Well, people who have been to the third year trip already know about all of my embarrassing moments. And I am adding another one to my long list.

So I went to my cousin's wedding yesterday and I saw my ex there. Now, I am the kind who keeps in touch with her ex boyfriends. It just doesn't make sense to me not to be in touch. I have had some wonderful time with all of them. And all of my relationships have ended on good terms. No fights, no insults, no abusing. Silent break ups. Except one. And this was the guy who didn't tell me we had broken up. We both decided that we needed a break from each other but I guess neither of us wanted that break to end. So we just stopped talking to each other. If you actually consider it, we are still in a relationship :P We never actually ended it.

So when I saw him, all the old memories locked up in a little closet were out. All the good times first, the wonderful talks, the long walks, and then the fights, the crying, the lying. So there he was with a drink in his hand and really having a good time with his friends, all of whom I had spent a good amount of time with when I was his girlfriend. So this was really embarrassing. I was hoping he wouldn't see me and he wouldn't have if his stupid friend hadn't seen me. His friend called out to me and asked me to join them. At first I was going to say that I was a little busy, which by the way I was, but I had this urge to talk to my ex.

So I went over and joined them. After a few hi, hellos and how are you's I didn't have much to talk to them. And these guys, the friends I mean, are such assholes. They purposely made some silly excuse and left us behind. I wanted to talk to him but didn't know what I should. So after a long awkward silence, I decided to ask him how he knew the groom. I was sure my cousin didn't know him and even if she had she wouldn't have invited him. So he told me they worked together. And we got talking.. One thing led to another and somehow we were suddenly talking about the weather, Mumbai trains, food, beaches, relationships and us, when we were together. I didn't want to go there. And I wished this was all a dream and that I would wake up soon. But I was disappointed. This was happening. We talked about how madly in love we were then and how annoying we were to our single friends. And then we got talking about the break (up). I don't remember much of this conversation, or maybe I don't want to. But I remember there was a moment where we both longed for those times. Not the relationship part, just the happy times. The time we were friends. So I mustered the courage to ask him if we could keep in touch and meet up sometimes. Well, he agreed. And I guess that was when I felt a little burden off my shoulders. Somewhere deep inside, a part of me wanted him in my life. And not being able to do that all this while was making me, I wouldn't say sad, but it felt like I was holding a grudge against him. And I was feeling guilty too beacause I gave it another chance, and always put off that thought by thinking that he was to be blamed for that too, which is true by the way.

It felt like we were destined to meet and talk. Talk, just talk.
So now I have another contact added in my phonebook and a friend request on Facebook.

Hope this friendship lasts :)

Adios!

Touched.

2010-04-10T22:50:00.003+05:30

We meet so many people in our life. Each so different from the other. Some leave behind good memories. Some leave bad memories. Every one has their own way of life. Each one teaches you something new. Each one makes a difference in your life. And you sometimes wonder how life would be if you'd not met these crazy people. And that's what I want it to be, an imagination. Because life without them would be without any meaning.

I remember the day I spent listening to all the songs in my i pod. There were songs I've never even listened to before but were there because others liked them. Then there were songs which reminded me of people. The times I'd spent with them, the happy moments, the 'high' moments, the crazy stuff . . And right now, I want to write about every single incident and ever single person who has touched my life in a way, but somehow this seems so tough. So I'm struggling with how I should end this post. I guess a simple 'cheers' would do.

Cheers!
Love you all.

Crazy days

2010-02-21T21:24:00.003+05:30

20th Feb

10am
5 friends. 5 bottles of Budweiser. 5 Gold Flake packs. 1 lighter. 10 joints :)

1pm
5 friends. 5 Green Label bottles. 3 Gold Flake packs. 4 Classic Regulars. 5 joints.

5pm
3 friends. 2 asleep. 2 bottles of Rum. 4 Gold Flake packs. 3 joints.

7pm
wondering what I am doing with these assholes.

10pm
Auto ride back home.

21st Feb

1am
Unable to decide if I am asleep or dreaming.

4am
Still deciding.

8am
Fuck! I don't remember if I slept at all.

10am
5 friends. 5 bottles of Budweiser. 5 Gold Flake packs. 1 lighter. 10 joints :)

:):):):):):)

10pm
Getting someone else to type this for me.

22nd Feb

Won't remember updating my blog at all.

Did you ever try so hard

2009-12-01T12:02:00.001+05:30

that your world fell apart?

Realization

2009-11-09T17:23:00.004+05:30

On my way back home today, I realized something about myself.

I got down at Santacruz and was taking the steps to get over the bridge when the lady walking right in front of me missed a step and was about to trip. My instant reaction was to hold the side bar.
How selfish could I have been !! Instead of helping her, I was only thinking about myself.

So now there's another word which describes me - Selfish.

Contemplating

2009-10-21T18:58:00.002+05:30

What is happiness? Is it merely lack of sorrow?

What's worse, not knowing what happiness is or knowing it and not being happy?

:)

2009-07-12T13:25:00.000+05:30

A man returned from shopping to find his car had been badly dented, and the culprit was no where in sight. As he got closer he felt relieved when he saw a note had been placed under his windshield-wiper. Laughing at himself for doubting the honesty of the average person, he pulled the note loose and read it, it said :"THE PEOPLE WATCHING ME THINK I'M LEAVING MY NAME AND ADDRESS, BUT I'M NOT."

Losing yourself

2009-07-06T18:00:00.000+05:30

Closed places, mostly dark, flashing lights, infinite people, drinks and drunks, blaring music, the air conditioning trying to mind the heat.

Water side, cool breeze, light drizzle, personalized music, staring into the infinite, kids playing familiar games.

Bustling - strolling, air conditioned - breezy, socializing - conversing, dancing - swaying, laughter - smiles.

:-?

Jeffrey Dean Morgan

2009-05-12T10:04:00.008+05:30

Just how can anyone look so good?

love those mysterious eyes..

and the naughty smile...

love the fact that he's so strong and sexy.. ;)

I just can't have enough of him ...

Next Life by Woody Allen

2009-04-29T09:40:00.004+05:30

In my next life I want to live my life backwards.

You start out dead and get that out of the way.

Then you wake up in an old people's home feeling better every day.

You get kicked out for being too healthy, go collect your pension, and then when you start work, you get a gold watch and a party on your first day.

You work for 40 years until you're young enough to enjoy your retirement.

You party, drink alcohol, and are generally promiscuous, then you are ready for high school.

You then go to primary school, you become a kid, you play.

You have no responsibilities, you become a baby until you are born.

And then you spend your last 9 months floating in luxurious spa like conditions with central heating and room service on tap, larger quarters every day and then...

Voila!

You finish off as an orgasm!

I rest.

*Awesome*

The Seven Tailed Rat

2009-04-12T12:50:00.002+05:30

Once upon a time, about a week ago, I was lying on my couch, contemplating the velvet fabric and the world in general, wondering at the strange creatures that dwell therein. My mother, watchful as ever asked what was on my mind, so I told her. And after the fashion of ancient fables, she had this story to tell, that she herself had heard many years ago when she was a little girl.

There was once a rat, who was born with seven tails. His parents, although a little confused about how to deal with the situation when he would be older, nevertheless loved him a lot. He was their only child and his childhood passed pleasantly sheltered under their care.
Although he sometimes wondered how his parents had only one tail each, while he had seven, he never worried about it much. Whenever he questioned his parents about it, they told him that though seven tails were certainly unusual, it was a sign that he was just special in some way.
Soon he was old enough to go to school. Seeing no way around it, his parents decided it was finally time for him to face the world. They enrolled him in the best school around.
On the first day of school, the seven tailed rat was thrilled. He was going to step beyond his courtyard for the first time in his life.

When he reached school, he decided it was the best place he could have come to. There were so many new friends to be made, so many new playmates. Excited, he made his way to class and sat down on the first bench, eager for what was coming next. While he was looking around he heard a snicker from behind and turned to find a group of young rats looking at him with wide-eyed wonder and glee. Some were pointing, others were giggling, one was roaring with laughter. He seemed to be the biggest one in the group. Seeing him looking in their direction, he yelled, " Look at the Rat with Seven Tails!!!.....What a Freak!!!" and the group guffawed with him. Tears welled into our hero's eyes and all his hopes for a glorious future amongst these peers went for a toss. Clutching his seven tails, he slowly crept out of the classroom and walked quickly home.
Seeing him, his mother came running out of the gate. Observing the tears in his eyes, she put her arms around him and took him home. Over a piece of particularly old and comforting cheese, he told her what happened. After listening to his tale she asked him what he wanted to do. He told her he wanted to cut a tail off, so that they would tease him a little less. He had thought of cutting off six, but decided that would hurt too much. His mother after some thought agreed to his wish and cut off one tail.
The next day he went to school, and as expected the same thing happened over again. The big rat yelled, " Look at the Rat with Six Tails!!! What a Freak!!" and again the rat went home to cut another tail off. This continued till he had only one tail left.

Thinking that he would finally find his place amongst the others, the rat went to school proudly displaying his one tail. He entered class and sat down on the first bench. This time he didn't hear any snickers. To gloat over his triumph, he turned around to face his oppressors. But by this time, they were having too much fun. The big rat yelled, "Look at the Rat with One tail!!!What a Freak!!!". Our hero couldn't believe his ears. He ran home in desperation. His mother wasn't home, she had assumed today he wouldn't be home early. So he went into the kitchen, picked up the biggest knife and cut his last tail off himself.

The next day at school, the rat walked into class hoping he had at last made his classmates happy. As he took his seat, a familiar voice rang out from behind him, "Look at the Rat with No Tail!!! What a Freak!!!"

Moral of the Story : Seven tails are better than one, if they happen to be yours.

Quotes

2009-04-08T17:42:00.000+05:30

Inspiration is this unpredictable thing that strikes when you least expect it; and you never find when you go looking for it. So this post is a tribute to the moments and people in history whom inspiration struck in a big way, to result in words worth remembering.
Whether these people practiced what they preached, no one can tell for sure. Come to think of it, I don't even care to find out. What does matter is how they managed to light this little bulb in my head, that may not stay ON for very long, but while it does it sets me a little straighter than before.

1. TO THE PURE ALL THINGS ARE PURE
- Arab Proverb
I'm starting with this one simply because I happened to read it today. These words I believe capture the essence of why some people just don't get why the world is a cold and manipulative place. 'Innocent' & 'Gullible' are the words to use for such people. But if you were to give such people a choice, between seeing the world as place with no kindness and staying with the peace & strength of mind they possess, even though they may suffer from time to time, I wonder what they would choose.........

2. True Friends stab you in the front
- Oscar Wilde
hehehe...cheeky...

3. Wisdom begins when you call things by their right names.
-Ancient Chinese Proverb
Hmmm.... maybe but I'm not so sure about that....

4. When you hit rock bottom, be sure to look around. You may just find yourself.
-Anonymous

Message to self

2009-03-28T19:25:00.000+05:30

1. Take into account that great love and great achievements involve great risk.

2. When you lose, don't lose the lesson.

3. Follow the three Rs:
Respect for self
Respect for others and
Responsibility for all your actions.

4. Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck.

5. Learn the rules so you know how to break them properly.

6. Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship.

7. When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.

8. Spend some time alone every day.

9. Open your arms to change, but don't let go of your values.

10. Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.

11. Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get older and think back, you'll be able to enjoy it a second time

12. A loving atmosphere in your home is the foundation for your life.

13. In disagreements with loved ones, deal only with the current situation. Don't bring up the past.

14. Share your knowledge. It's a way to achieve immortality.

15. Be gentle with the earth.

16. Once a year, go someplace you've never been before.

17. Remember that the best relationship is one in which your love for each other exceeds your need for each other.

18. Judge your success by what you had to give up in order to get it.

19. Approach love and cooking with reckless abandon.

- the 14th Dalai Lama

the feeling

2009-01-27T22:43:00.000+05:30

Why do I feel so lost these days?

Why do I don't like anyone around me any more?

Why is it that I find it difficult to be a part of the crowd lately?

Why is it that I have to pretend to be with them when I'm mentally not?

Why do I want to do something that I know I'm going to regret for in the future?

And why am I unable to find answers to these questions, which are so simple yet so complex?

'The Holiday' dialogue

2008-12-29T15:50:00.000+05:30

I've watched this movie 4 times in the last two months and I never get bored. Truly fantastic.

I really like this particular dialogue. Holds true for me.

an encounter

2008-12-26T11:16:00.000+05:30

So I was in the supermarket just getting a few things for Christmas and New Year’s Eve.

Usually I like company, but today I was alone. Sometimes it’s good to be alone. So here I was getting some of my stuff, just when I happened to lay my eyes on this handsome guy just a few steps from me. I just couldn’t help but stare. Couldn’t’ take my eyes off him. The sharp features, those light brown eyes, the body…I was completely mesmerized. I’m sure there must have been many good looking guys around in the supermarket, considering this time of the year but this guy was……something different. So instead of concentrating on my stuff, I realized I was just following him. And in no time it became quite obvious to him too. So he was playing around, just taking a longer trip around the supermarket than he had intended to keep my attention and I couldn’t help it. I was dancing to his tunes!. He was giving me the impression that he was interested too. I had to break the silence and I couldn’t help laughing when I heard myself say out loud, “Excuse me, but are you following me? I mean, I don’t really mind that.

Let’s see ………. you’re good looking, you’ve got a great smile and I don’t mind going out with you.”

He was kinda surprised, but played along just too well. So we exchanged phone numbers and decided to meet tonight at my place at 8.

When I got back home, I realized how stupid I had been. I was happy yet confused. I’m married and now attracted to a stranger. Somehow I didn’t feel it was wrong. After all I was alone tonight and would definitely love his company.

I must say he is very punctual. He arrived at sharp 8. Should I call this punctual or desperate? :P Okay..yeah…so he was dressed in a blue shirt and jeans and need I say he looked ….uuhhmm…delicious.

“Wine or Champagne??” , I asked.

“Champagne would do”.

I couldn’t help smiling.

He was single and I didn’t ask him why. I was more than happy.

Three glasses down I was sure there wasn’t anything that could stop me from doing what I wanted. ( Now who’s desperate?? Eh? )

He went around looking at the paintings through the first two shots and finally landed on the couch as I gave him the third. He downed the last in a quick clean draw and I couldn’t stop myself from asking, “ Would you like to see my bedroom?”

Next thing I remember, we were on my bed, and he was all over me, kissing my neck. I held his face in my hands and kissed him. It was divine. He was amazing. I had never felt this way before. While we were kissing………

Ting tong…It was my bell.

I panicked. And he obviously didn’t know why. But as I was rushing downstairs, I think he got the answer.

It was my wife, Regina. I had completely lost track of time. Regina was out of town for business and was supposed to get back at 11pm. She didn’t know why I was so dressed up but got the hint as Graham came downstairs too. He didn’t even look at me in the eye but I could tell he was definitely hurt. He had not expected this at all. What can I say, I was a fool. I introduced Regina first. And after Graham had left, she quickly followed me to the bedroom and asked, “ You didn’t really find it important to tell him that you’re married, did you?”

P.S. : All characters in this story are fake. Any resemblance to any characters or incidents are purely coincidental.

And just to make things clear, I'm straight and definitely single. :)

my weird habits

2008-12-06T23:00:00.000+05:30

I’ve been feeling so weird after going through the list of my weird habits, which my mom made. I don’t know what made her do that but I guess it was somehow related to the morning argument that we, wherein I called her weird.

Here are a few that she listed:

1. Likes to keep everything in place, everything including her pair of shoes and a hair clip. Even has a particular place for her shower gel in the bathroom – the second place from right on the lowest shelf.

2. Likes things to be divided into even and odd and loves the even numbered stuff.

a. Closet contains an even number of tops, even number of jeans, kurtis. Everything in even

b. Lunchbox contains even number of chapattis.

c. Pencil pouch contains 2 scales, 4 cello gel pens, 2 erasers(one pencil eraser and another ink eraser), 2 permanent markers ( one with a fine tip and another with a thicker one)

d. Likes even timing too, eg. 11:26 am or 7:30am.

e. Has a drawer full of all the odd numbered stuff she owns.

f. When wearing a salwaar kameez, likes the dupatta length (flowing down her shoulders) to be exactly equal. Doesn’t leave the house unless sure about this.

3. Dislikes cooked fruit. Doesn’t like the texture of cooked fruit.

4. Is right handed but wears a watch on the right wrist and complains about it while writing.

5. Likes sorting things. Books are sorted into fiction, non-fiction, graphic novel, poetry, and theater, and literary collection. Then alphabetical by author/editor or by title for graphic novels. Music is sorted by artist. And id doesn't find the time to sort out stuff leaves it all messed up.

6. Puts milk into the bowl before the cereal.

7. Checks to make sure if the doors are locked at least 5 times before going to bed.

8. Paces when on the phone. Worst – all over the house.

9. Talks to herself. Loudly.

10. Likes to square things off. Likes everything at the table (table mats and coasters) to be all squared away at neat 90 degrees.

11. When wants to yell in anger, converts her thoughts and words in a song and sings it for the person in a very loud tone.

12. While singing, she comes up with funny fake lyrics of her own when she forgets a particular part of a song.

Now that I’m actually writing this stuff I’ll add in a few more by my self.....

13. I like the right side of most things, including myself, for no particular reason at all.

The right side of my cupboard, right hand side pages of any book, my right eye, right side of my bed. Everything :P (and that’s the reason for wearing my watch on the right wrist)

14. I have had issues with escalators and lifts, but can actually use either now without too much trouble. When I do go down escalators, I can only stand on the right. Don’t like the left side too much.

15. I need a blanket even if it’s hot and I’m sweating. And I need my fan switched on even if it’s cold.

16. I don’t bother remembering names of people I don’t like.

17. I liked my 2nd (ex) boyfriend more than the 1st and 3rd ones :P (the even and odd applies here too, I guess).

18. I have to type out my blogs in Microsoft word first and then post it. Doing it even now :P

19. I love coffee but am terrible at making it.

20. I like to edit my posts all the time. A little sentence here and there....

21. I blog. I write my inane musings here for unknown reasons and which other people torture themselves by reading :P

adios,

Snehal.

the power of positive thinking

2008-12-03T20:08:00.000+05:30

I read this article a few days back and really thought it was great.

The path of happiness and contentment is paved with positive thoughts. Give positivity a chance and watch it transform your life. - Jeevan D'Cunha

A story is told of an old man who sat on his charpoy along the road-side watching travellers go by. One day a traveller approached him and asked how the people in his village were. Instead, the old man asked him how the people in his village were. The traveller replied, "They are cold, selfish, uninteresting and always fighting." The old man sadly nodded his head and said that the people in his village too were the same.
Some time later another wayfarer came that way and asked the old man the same question. He too was asked how the people in his village were. The traveller excitedly said, "The people in my village are warm, caring, loving and helpful." To this the old man replied that the people in his village too were warm, caring, loving and helpful!

The story brings out an important truth in our own journey towards happiness and peace and the secret lies in the way we process and give meaning to what is happening around us. Our thinking is like a lens through which we view the world. It colors the way we feel, determines the language we use, and impacts the quality of our relationships. It may seem obvious that if we think positively our overall attitude, disposition and the quality of our relationships will also be positive. But this is easier said than done. The nature of relationships is such that it does not matter what the quality of our relationships is, we are bound to encounter moments of conflict from time to time. The reason for this is simple - our individuality. We have our own way of seeing the world and understanding all that happens around us. It does not matter how close we are to some or how many years we know the other; there will always be times when our views do not agree with theirs.

Think up!

The way we deal with these problems and disagreements will determine how successful our relationships are as well as how long they'll last. This is precisely where positive thinking can be of assistance to us. All of our feeling, beliefs and knowledge with regard to our relationships are based on our internal thoughts, both conscious and subconscious. It is important to remember that we are in control, whether we know it or not. Positive thinking can have a significant and positive impact on the quality of our relationships!

We, however, often encounter a certain resistance to positive thinking, dismissing it as a feel-good intervention that really does not work in the long run. One reason is that our focus is in the wrong place. So we say, "I don't want to fight with my spouse," and believe that this thought will prevent us from fighting. And where is our focus? On fighting! Because the universe does not recognize "not" or "don't". How many times have you told yourself NOT to forget something and then... oops... you've forgotten it! Remember, the Law of Attraction as defined by Abraham Hicks states that "you attract to yourself what you give your attention and energy to, whether wanted or unwanted".

Another reason why positive thinking doesn't seem to work is that we often veil our negative feelings with a positive surface. So we say, "I want a loving relationship." Sounds good right? Except that underneath there is the hidden message that having a loving relationship wouldn't even be important - unless we've been in one or a series of not-so-loving relationships. So it's the hidden message and negative feelings around it that is still coming through. Ultimately, we are pushing against something that will still be counterproductive. We're likely to attract more unloving relationships, even though we THINK we've stated otherwise.

Making amends

How can we begin to reverse this? The first step in making a positive impact on our relationships is to start with ourselves. We need to recognize, realize and accept that each one of us is special and unique and that there is no other like us. We are so special that the world needs us and would be incomplete without our presence. Without comparing yourself to anyone, try making an honest appraisal of your strengths and weaknesses and list them out so that you can realize how wonderful and blessed you are.

The next step is to recognize what we want from life and our relationships. More often than not, we hide our real expectations behind cultural or gender norms and then think we are not being valued or treated with care and respect. Knowing what we want enables us to be more proactive in asking for it so that we feel fulfilled and help others feel fulfilled too. But rather than focusing merely on our thoughts, we need to start visualizing and sensing what we truly desire. The focus should be on ramping a good, positive, energetic feelings about what we desire, rather than merely the thought. Relationship affirmations are a great means of positively impacting our ties. They are simple statements that we can repeat to ourselves that summarise the way we would like to think, feel, or behave in certain situations. For instance, instead of thinking, "This problem may be the end of our relationship, " we could have positive affirmations such as, "Conflictions are not the end of our relationship but anopportunity to grow. We can survive anything because our foundation is rock solid."
To make our affirmations effective, they should -
- Be made in the present tense
- Be positively phrased
- Have a normal emotional reward.

Practically, we can do all this building a "creation box" of pictures, ideas and notes, to stimulate our imagination of how we would like things to be. We can start off by appreciating life's abundance in what we already have by -
- Keeping an appreciation journal
- Feeling and acting like the prosperous people we actually are
- Channeling our good feelings into what we desire.

Live your life as though you already have what you desire and you'll make way for it to come to you.

Finally, we need to bear in mind an important lesson that life teaches us: It is in giving that we receive! How often have we waited for the other to give first before we give in a relationship and the result is that we are just left waiting? But try taking that first step and we will begin to see an amazing transformation in the quality of our relationships.
Remember that each one of us is unique and special in unbelievable ways and without us the world would be a poorer place. Positive thinking is about recognizing that I am lovable and that I can love others too. When we actively seek to help others achieve what they can become in their lives, we will be surprised at how they help us achieve our potential too. Positive thinking enables us to achieve a win-win situation, and it all starts with being receptive to positive thoughts and opening our minds.

"The mind is like a parachute... if it isn't open it isn't going to work."

:)

"sorting out my life"

2008-10-01T20:12:00.000+05:30

Lately, I’ve been hearing a lot of ‘sorting out my life’ stuff. I really fail to understand what exactly people mean when they say this, and this coming from people who are in their early twenties. What do you do when you sort out your life? Do you sort out your priorities in life? Weren’t you doing that all this time? Do you have to disconnect from your social life when you’re doing this? I keep on wondering why I have never felt a need to sort out my own…..and I’m still wondering……

The other day, while I was having dinner with my friend, we picked up this topic and while we were talking he asked me one of his philosophical questions –

“What do you expect from life?”

Expectations hurt many a times – and this I’ve learnt from my own experiences.

Expect nothing, live frugally on surprise - Alice Walker

“I don’t expect anything from life. But I have a lot of expectations from me. And I see to it that I stand up to them. You can’t expect anything from life. If you could, one would just expect happiness and love all over.
Are you going to think about a particular problem (right now) that’s going to arise if you act or behave in a certain way? Why not instead solve all the problems that are right in front of you? You don’t think right now about crossing the next ten bridges that’ll come your way. You’ve to first cross the one you are standing at. You’ll learn a lot and maybe you can cross the rest with much ease. Experience counts.
Why say you want to sort out your life? Do you know what life holds in store for you?
Does life question you about your needs and present it wrapped up in nice golden gift paper to you? You’ve to struggle for it. You’ve to work hard. No alternative.”

I don’t want to sort out my life. I just don’t feel the need to. Let life throw problems at me, I’ll tackle them. I’m strong enough to do that. And I’m not afraid of failure. I’ll learn.

What’s life if it’s all planned and that too meticulously!! It loses its charm. Live everyday like it’s a surprise.

stupid questions we ask

2008-09-27T23:05:00.000+05:30

Ha Ha! 5 most stupid questions people always ask in obvious situations

and their punchy answers:

1. In the bus, a heavy lady wearing pointed high-heeled shoes steps on

your feet...

Q: Sorry, did that hurt?

Ans:- No, not at all, I'm on local anesthesia...why don't you try again?

2. When you get woken up at midnight by a phone call...

Q: Sorry. were you sleeping?

Ans:- No. I was doing research on whether the Zulu tribes in Africa

marry or not. You thought I was sleeping....you dumbo!

3. At a restaurant, when you ask the waiter...

Q: Is the "Butter Paneer Masala" good?

Ans:- No, its terrible and made of adulterated cement. We occassionaly

also spit in it...!

4. At the movies, when you meet acquaintances or friends...

Q: Hey, what are you doing here?

Ans:- Dont u know, I sell tickets in black over here..

5. When you see a friend with shorter hair...

Q: Hey have you had a haircut?

Ans:- No, its autumn and I'm shedding...!

somehow

2008-09-26T15:41:00.000+05:30

Somehow things make a lot more sense.
Somehow things are a lot better than they were.
Somehow things are easier than they seemed.
Somehow I've stopped reacting to people's nonsense.
Somehow I'm more mature than I was a few days back.
Somehow I'm a new person.
Somehow I live for myself now.
Somehow it gives me more pleasure.
Somehow I don't get hurt by others. (although they keep trying their best)
Somehow I'm living life on my own terms.
Somehow I am more complete than I thought I would be.
Somehow I am happier than I used to be.

lost love..

2008-08-16T17:15:00.000+05:30

“What should we do when we love someone who does not love us?”; the thought crossed her mind. “Should we just suffer?”
Sitting by the window of her room she asked herself again, “what should one do when one loves someone in so extremes that it seems difficult to forget that person even after all the pain he/she has caused. And all of that when one gave in so much of love and cared so much for that person and all one had asked for in return was a little bit of love from the other person. Was that too much to ask for? Did she deserve this when she had tried her best to keep up the relationship when he had no time for her? Was she wrong in compromising on many things just to manage time for him when he didn’t even bother to spare a few minutes for her in two weeks? Not once in two weeks.”
As tears rolled down her pink cheeks all she could think about, was him. The way he had held her in his arms when ever she was sad; how he had tried to get a smile on her face when she was upset and then later… how he had yelled at her when she had tried calling him up on a particular day when he(said he) was busy in his office and when she perfectly knew he wasn't where he had said he was. Somehow she still couldn’t accept that although she knew it was the truth.
Now lying in the laps of the soft breeze of night, letting it embrace her; she whispered his name. The pearls of her eyes finally found their way out.

Eyes are only temporary home for tears and they are meant to be out.

Tomorrow would be a new day but she wasn’t ready to start a life without him. She just couldn’t. But she had no choice. She had to be someone she was before meeting him. He was just an angel in her life, who had dropped in from heaven when she had needed someone. And now was his time to leave. She couldn’t stop him how much ever she had wanted to. She had to let him go knowing that he’d never come back. She’d lost him forever……… But she still loved him.

In the silence of the garden
Moss arizing on the wind
And the beast is pondering love love love
'Till the rusty nail grow dim

I can't seem to make you mine
Through the long and lonely night
And I try so hard, darling
But the crowd pulled you away
Through the rhythm and the rain
And the ivy coiled around my hand

So I lingered with the people
In the silent August glade
But the rain has brought the night
And the night has brought the rain

A new beginning...

2008-04-20T15:13:00.000+05:30

Now for us are no entanglements or snares.
Nor is all distance annulled, nor are curtains drawn between us.
Thou art mine, I Thine.

I'll miss you..........

2007-12-23T15:26:00.001+05:30

I don't know what's going around
Frustrated with this noise and sound
All around me
Haunting me
In my head
Are your unspoken words.

You said it's over
I knew that a long time back
For every single time
I tried to search that love in your eyes
I found it filled with love
But it wasn't for me.

Every single time I hugged you
I could feel your heart beating against mine
I felt it then that it wasn't beating for me
Not even once.

Every time I kissed you
I could feel your lips touch mine
But your mind with her.

I still had my hopes up
But I watched them fall
Every single time.

You never said a word
Never told me
What's on your mind
But your eyes said it all.

You know it won't do you any good
Clinging on to your past.
There is a part of you that wants to be happy
But then there's another that's left behind.

I wish I could be your girl
I cared for you
I understood your unsaid words
I loved you.
I wish you could love me
The way I still love you.

Although the moments
spent with you were few
They were the best and
I'll cherish them forever.

Those early morning calls
Those stupid nick names
Those sweet kisses on the phone
Everything was so wonderful
When you were in it.
Everything so colorful
When you were with me.

I've never felt this way before
Not even once with anyone else
But with you.

And then, I watched those rainbow colors
turn to gray.
I don't want to leave it all behind
But I know
I've got to move on.

I wish I could do something
To get you out of this pain
To see you happy all over again
To get that smile on your face.

I'll miss you........

about me

2007-12-15T21:47:00.000+05:30

Took a stupid test and this is the result..... :P

2007-12-10T10:28:00.000+05:30

I am like a falling star, who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation where we'll sparkle in the heavens forever.

It is easy...

2007-12-01T18:37:00.000+05:30

It is easy to criticize
than to appreciate.
It is easy to judge
than to accept.
It is easy to react
than to respond.
It is easy to be impulsive
than to be mindful.
It is easy to stay stagnant with comfort
than to take risk and flow.
It is easy to escape from a situation
than to face it.
It is easy to confront
than to console.
It is easy to speak
than to listen.
It is easy to be serious
than to laugh.
It is easy to get caught in worldly activity
than to relax.
It is easy to blame
than to take responsibility.
It is easy to get discouraged
than to rely on inner strength.
It is easy to be fearful and worried
than to trust.
It is easy to be in the known
than the unknown.
It is easy to resist
than to surrender.
It is easy to love
than to be loved.

Daffodils

2007-11-15T10:40:00.000+05:30

Daffodils

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

- William Wordsworth

PL ( Preparatory Leave )

2007-11-02T14:12:00.001+05:30

Even as you start reading this, one must understand that I have unceremoniously spent a lot of my not so valuable study time into writing this, which just makes this a self justifying article!
You could do a lot of odd things in your PL, depending upon the length of the PL. Longer the PL, longer will be the time for which tension and stress would be put on the back corner. The start of the PL is one of the most fascinating parts in an engineer's life. People hardly realize when the term started and ended. Studious people never realize it because they are immersed in a sea of reference books, notes, and what not. And fun loving people never realize it because they are always high on the masti quotient and studied probably very little for the midterm.

During the start, everyone is confident that they would be able to finish the portion a week in advance. You always end up overhearing " Arre PL kitna lamba hai ". So movies, movies and more movies follow. Followed by hangouts at probably a place close to their house and then chilling at home with friends. And then finally you end up being at home and boredom sets in. Watching tv, orkutting, playing reach a height. One may even feel motivated to open their books. But then just one week into PL would feel that there is an entire lifetime to bother about the books. Then quickly comes the midphase of the PL when the confidence level decreases but there seems no increase in motivation level. There is guilt overhanging on our head, that you have wasted so much quality time. We end up calling everyone and enquire about how much they have completed studying ( we purposefully skip studious people ). As a result our guilt pangs are driven out through the fence. We once again start enjoying life and new hobbies find a prominent place. Anything other than related to studies is worth giving a try.Gardening, cooking, dreaming, building a house of cards, calculating your age in days, cleaning your shoes, counting the words on this page..... [ For more ideas to waste time visit http://www.wtr.ru/aphorism/eng/kiltime1.htm
Then the midphase ends slowly and softly and then you start getting guilt pangs like a fitness freak does when he/she eats a bar of chocolate.

Now you don't need any motivation but coffee and tea to help you up late night. You realize that the books have suddenly added a lot of weight to themselves ( enjoying themselves also ki kya? ). You crane your neck and narrow your eyes to read the minutest of writing and cramp your head with how much you can understand. Now our main motive is only to clear the exam without any KTs. And after all the nerve breaking nights with your pet purring away, asking you to play with it, you losing your cool over every few seconds coz you don't remember what you've studied just a few minutes back, your friend pestering you to explain him something, finally comes the day when you actually finish studying almost everything and that too just a week before the main exam. And on the night before the exam there's nothing more liberating than spending the nights surviving on coffee alone, and feeling ever so confident in your ability to retain last minute information. However, the results come in, and you swear to yourself that next year will be different. Next year you'll plan two months ahead of time, you'll go to the teachers for extra help, and you'll be a complete model of perfection for exams to come.
However, learning to study is a lot like learning to use a power tool: at times you never know which lever to press and which switch to turn. The key is to experiment: do whatever you feel comfortable with. In time, preparing for the finals will almost be second nature to you. I think it was Hemmorhoidus who once said, in a drunken stupor: "Be ye man or wuman, be ye learner or teacher, be ye beggar or rich, be ye learners all!" I don't know what he meant, either. Good luck.

- Ankitha & Snehal

women weird????

2007-11-01T14:31:00.000+05:30

Okay. Now this is just getting too much. Not fair enough. Every other guy on this planet seems to think that women are weird or confused or just stupid enough. So this post is for all those weirdos who think we are weird.

Last night my friend happened to call me up after a really long time and I happened to ask him about his girl. Seems they had broken off just a few days back.( I wonder if he had called me to complain about her ) And then he started telling me about how she never understood him .. and how sick she was.. blah blah........... he went on n on...
(I didn't find it important to put in all the "hi hello" part..)

Me : Hey dude, so how is your gal?
He : Oh.. Please don't take her name.... (very dramatically)
Me : Why? What's wrong? ( Although there wasn't any reason to ask why)
He : Nothing man!!.She never tried to understand me. Selfish creature. Always complaining n all.
Me :But I remember you telling me that she understood you very well and that she is a great girl..... (the devil in me spoke :P )
He : Yeah...she used to yaar.... That was like long time back..... She isn't the same anymore.... And she keeps on telling me about how I have changed and how I don't love her anymore....keeps on complaining all the time.
Me : And what do you feel? Are you actually doing all this?? Or she is just assuming it?
He : See... I agree that she isn't the only one to blame for our break up. It's my fault too. But why does she have to ask me so many questions and keep on cribbing all the time. Couldn't she understand that I need my space sometimes?
Me : Well...she would have if you had told her so.
He : Does everything need to be told?
Me : Yes. I mean, you can't expect her to understand why suddenly you are having mood swings and not question you about it at all. That's just stupid enough. And then even if she would assume something and shut up you would yell at her for assuming something stupid. So you should have told her what you felt like.
He : Snehal.... You are just taking her side coz she is a woman.
Me : What rubbish?? Okay now.... let us both not fight..... let's try to stay calm n DISCUSS about this.... So now u tell me, why do you think she was doing all this?
He : You mean complaining n crying stuff???
Me : hmm.....
He : Coz she's a girl. And girls are always looking for an excuse to cry. As simple as that. haha
Me : Shut up.... there must be something bothering her.
He : See, she is a good girl, no doubt. But... after being together for more than a year ...she can't expect me to call her up and say " I love you" all the time.... She just needs to understand this. No guy would do this. In fact she herself would get bored if I'd do that.
Me : She probably didn't want you to do that.
He : Then what did she want? She used to call me up every night and ask me stupid questions which I was least interested in answering. Why ask me about my day?
Why ask me what went wrong...if you already know that I'm in a bad mood?? Why try to cheer me up???
Me : She was doing it for you na. Tell me one thing..... when you guys had just started off.... didn't you wait for her call?? didn't you just 'die' to hear her voice?? I still remember when she had gone out with her family for just a few days.. you missed her so much.
He : That was like .. long time back ok.
Me : If she hasn't changed and if she behaves the same way that she did earlier why do you need to? See, all that a girl expects her guy to give her is a word, a look and a touch... which translates into conversation, attention and affection.( Got that from a book :P ) You can't even give her that?? I don't think she would expect you to be on the phone with her all day long or meet her every other day. No dude... She isn't stupid enough to expect that. She knows what and how much to expect from you. She knows you've got stuff to do. She knows she is just a part of your life. She gives you so much of love and she cares so much for you that is why she expects a little bit back from you as well. Is that wrong? After all, you did do all of that in the beginning, then why do you find her caring so much for you a little irritating now??
He : Time changes. It's been a year now. She wants to live in a fairy tale.
Me : (Every girl wants her life to be like a fairy tale :P ) See, she wants you to talk to her and tell her what you want. She wants to know why you are upset at times. She wants you to give her a little attention. Show her that you do need her. Don't make her feel like it doesn't bother you whether she is a part of your life or not. Would you like to be treated like that? What if she was upset over something... I'm sure you'd try to help her out..or try to cheer her up. What's wrong if she is doing that too?
He : Yea.. I would. I understand that. But still....
Me : So what ever you do is all fine...and when your girl does the same thing, you aren't ok with it?? She just needs to be assured that you still feel the same for her. Earlier you were doing it on your own... like calling her up in your lunch breaks, when you would reach home and when you were about to sleep. You don't do that any more coz you think you don't need to now. Ab toh ladki patt gayi hai na. Anyway she doesn't even expect so many calls. Just call her up once a day..talk for 5 min... tease her a little...irritate her a little..... flirt with her a little.... You can obviously take out 5 - 10 min for her. She'd be happy with that. Or you can even mail her once in a while.... leave her a scrap.....message her... how long does that take???
He : You know... you should write a book on 'what girls want'. haha!!
Me : See.. it's not all that tough to understand a girl. You'd probably do the same if you were in her shoes.
He : I bet I wouldn't. Guys never do this....
Me : Yeah!!!... guys... insensitive creatures...... :P
He : Girls.... EXTRA sensitive creatures....
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I bet girls would agree on all that is stated above.... and as always the guys would..... ahh..never mind

2007-09-24T21:49:00.000+05:30

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A little prayer that I like...

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.
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Knowing other people is intelligence, knowing yourself is wisdom. Mastering other people is strength, mastering yourself is power. If you realize that what you have is enough, you are rich, truly rich.

If you want to be whole, you must first be partial. If you want to be straight, you must first be crooked. If you want to be full, first become empty. If you want to be reborn, you must first die. If you want everything, give everything up. If you don't display yourself, people will see your light. If you have nothing to prove, people will trust you. If you don't try to be something, people will see themselves in you. If you don't have a goal, you will always succeed.

- a million little pieces, James Frey

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Love is all around us......

2007-09-06T20:49:00.000+05:30

For someone who had sung this song for me and compelled me to fall in love with it...

LOVE IS IN THE AIR

I feel it in my fingers
I feel it in my toes
Love is all around me
And so the feeling grows
It's written on the wind
It's everywhere I go, oh yes it is
So if you really love me
Come on and let it show
You know I love you, I always will
My mind is made up by the
Way that I feel
There's no beginning,
There'll be no end
cause on my love you can depend

I see your face before me
As I lay on my bed
I kinda get to thinking
Of all the things you said, oh yes I did
You gave your promise to me
And I gave mine to you
I need someone beside me
In everything I do, oh yes I do
You know I love you, I always will,
My minds made up by the
Way that I feel
There's no beginning,
There'll be no end
cause on my love you can depend

Got to keep it moving
Oh it's written in the wind
Oh everywhere I go, yeah, oh well
So if you really love me, love me, love meCome on and let it show
Come on and let it show
Come on and let it
Come on and let it
(come and let it show, baby)
Come on, come on,
come on let it show baby
Come on and let it show
Come on and let it show, baby
Come on and let it show

By bit (bit by bit, bit by bit)....

- Wet Wet Wet

8 things I hate......

2007-08-19T13:20:00.001+05:30

1. People who point at their wrist while asking for the time...I know where my watch is pal, where the hell is yours? Do I point .............. when I ask where the toilet is? :P

2. People who are willing to get off their ass to search the entire room for the TV remote because they refuse to walk to the TV and change the channel manually.

3. When people say "Oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too". Damn right! What good is cake if you can't eat it?

4. When people say "it's always the last place you look". Of course it is. Why the hell would you keep looking after you've found it?

5. When people say while watching a film "did you see that?" No Loser, I paid Rs.125 to come to the cinema and stare at the damn floor.

6. People who ask "Can I ask you a question?".... Didn't really give me a choice there, did ya?

7. When something is 'new and improved!' Which is it? If it's new, then there has never been anything before it. If it's an improvement, then there must have been something before it, couldn't be new.

8. When people say "life is short". What the hell?? Life is the longest damn thing anyone ever does!! What can you do that's longer?

the dentist

2007-08-15T14:01:00.002+05:30

Lately I've been visiting my dentist quite often. My wisdom teeth(mind u, teeth, not tooth) have been giving me a lot of problems. The lower one on my right side hasn't 'come out' properly and isn't ever going to coz there isn't any space. So there exists a skin covering on it. And the upper one has come out fully, so whenever I speak or chew something the upper one touches the lower one's skin covering. And that's what is very irritating and very painful. And the same happens on the left side. But less painful. So after explaining to him about what happens, he tells me that I've to get all the 4 teeth removed. " Whatt???? R u crazy ?? " He says there isn't another option. And the first thing tht comes to my mind is .. Will I be less wise now? ...... I knew that wisdom teeth have absolutely no connection to u being wise or 'less wise' but ........ ......................thr is always a possiblity......

So finally I made up my mind on having atleast the right side one's removed. My dentist told me that he would remove both in just one sitting but couldn't do so. The skin covering over the lower one had a lot of puss formed in it. Yellow puss, he said. eeeekkkksss .I've been carrying around this puss(yellow puss) in my mouth all this time.... So he worked on my upper tooth and in 2 minutes it was done. Just two minutes to remove my tooth :( . Blood in my mouth. blood on his hand gloves. He looked like a murderer(:P). He was one. After rinsing my mouth with his green colored mouth wash, I wrapped my tooth in some cotton n put it into my pocket. I still don't know why I did it. He smiled at me when he saw me do it.
I was suppossed to see him after 2 days for the lower one. He had explained to me how he would go about it. Since 3/4 th part of the lower tooth was still inside it would acually be a proper surgery. And then after removing the tooth he would stitch up the , so called, 'hole' ( in Vakil's terms, vacancy for a tooth or attraction for a tooth ..hehe).
2 days later: I was waiting outside his clinic. Wondering whether I should actually go in or just walk back home. I still had my options open. While I was thinking about this, his assistant peeped out from the door and called out my name. "Snehal, come in." I took my own time to remove my sandals just to delay the 'surgery'. As soon as I entered, he smiled at me. Moron... what was he smiling at??.... waiting to get his hands on my poor little tooth.... murderer. I asked him how long it would take. " Somewhr around 1 hour. The pevious patient , just the one before you had the same problem and it took me 1 n a half" , he replied. Why does the patient before me always have a case similar to mine?? ,I wondered.
And so it started.......... He injected me with 2 doses of anesthesia and my right side went completely numb. I hate this numb feeling. " Snehal, don't go by the size of these instruments. ok. you won't feel any pain but u might feel the pressure." Pressure without pain???? huh????
" In case it pains just raise your hand." OK boss. I'll do just that. And very obidiently, I opened my mouth wide. But still it wasn't enough for him. He asked me to open it wider. What the fuck!!!! You want to sit inside my mouth n work on my tooth now???? I told him I couldn't open it wider, so he used his technique. He put 2 of his fingers at my lip angle and pulled it behind. It pained a lot. Oh God.... just let this be over soon, I prayed. I was fed up of keeping my mouth open for so long. I closed my eyes. I couldn't see the expressions on my dentist's face and those drops of perspiration on his forehead, although the room was air conditioned. I could feel the pressure....or the pain.... oh...whatever it was........ And after 20 minutes of drilling into my bone(yea..he actually did that..... ) he said it was almost done. I opened my eyes and saw him taking an instrument which looked like a pair of tongs into his 'bloody' gloved hands. I looked at the kurta that I was wearing. There were tiny droplets of blood on it. I shut my eyes again. I could feel him holding my tooth in the tongs and pulling it out in the very 1st attempt. "AAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......... " , I sighed. " Done??", I asked him. He replied by holding out a black thread in this hand. I laid back again. Yea....Stitches. My first stitches ever. I got 4 of them. It took him another minute. And then it was done. Finally................... I paid him and after listening to his instructions about what I should eat n what I should not..n...blah blah blah...... I came out of his clinic. Quickly I put on my sandals n ran home as fast I could. Like the last time I had brought back this tooth too. I cleaned both of them and kept them in a small white box, which now lies in my dressing table drawer.
The next day i.e. today , when I woke up, I looked at my reflection into the mirror. My right cheek was 'swollen badly', in my 8 yr old sister's terms. She laughed at me while I tried to open my mouth. I could but very little. How the hell was I going to have my breakfast? or lunch? or dinner. I took 2 pain killers. And after about 20 minutes I could atleast brush my teeth without much pain. I had my breakfast which consisted of only a glass of milk and 2 marie biscuits...( wat a breakfast!!! )... and then after 3 hours of completing my journal, I had my lunch. Dal n rice. I couldn't have chapatis. I feel like my 80 yr old great grandmom, who has no teeth to chew.
I haven't spoken a single word since last night coz I'm not supposed to. I want to tell somebody about the pain(or pressure) I experienced last evening. I want someone to know tht I'm gonna be less wise now.... or atleast that I fear I will be. But everytime I open my mouth to talk something, my mom says" Just one day Snehal. It's for ur own good". Yea.... I know tht.... y don't u try keeping ur mouth shut for an entire day...... So here I am.I just had to write this. This is the only way I can express how I feel(at the moment)......And after this I would be going back to completing my journal.... n thn I've got classes in the evening.... all my friends r going to laugh looking at my swollen cheek. I don't wanna think about it..... neways....... bye 4 now....... :(

MEMORIES

2007-07-27T21:17:00.001+05:30

Memories are there to cherish,
Without us they will always perish,
They are there to live in your hearts,
From where they can never be apart.

They’ll stay with you till the end of your life,
Till that day let them be alive,
They day you pass them on,
No one’s heart they’ll ever trespass.

Make it a point to live with memories,
Since they are our life’s summaries,
Remember always to live with them,
And never cling to them,
Your clinging to them shall only fade them.

- Snehal

I THINK OF YOU

2007-07-13T16:22:00.001+05:30

When light fades away,
And darkness is all over,
When stars begin to glitter,
And the moon comes out of cover,
I think of you,
Only your thoughts are there.

When the sun is tired,
And birds heading for their nests,
When the sky is a canvas,
Colourful as never seen best,
I think of you,
In my mind you are just.

When flowers are moist,
By the touch of fresh dew,
Chilled winds move silently,
And the world seems again to be new,
I think of you,
And your memories tough few.

When temptations are high,
And the heart goes out of control,
When passions are strong,
And the mind doesn’t work at all,
I think of you,
You are in myself, as a whole.

When life seems to be ending,
And I feel lonely,
I think of you.
Someday I’ll be gone,
But will always remain there,
The love I’ve preserved for you.

conversation between God n me.....

2007-07-13T16:11:00.000+05:30

God : Hello. Did you call me?

Me: Called you? No.. Who is this ?

God : This is GOD. I heard your prayers. So I thought I will chat.

Me: I do pray. Just makes me feel good. I am actually busy now. I am in the midst of something.
God : What are you busy at? Ants are busy too.

Me: Don't know. But I cant find free time. Life has become hectic. It's rush hour all the time.

God : Sure. Activity gets you busy. But productivity gets you results. Activity consumes time. Productivity frees it.

Me: I understand. But I still can't figure out. By the way, I was not expecting YOU to buzz me on instant messaging chat.

God : Well I wanted to resolve your fight for time, by giving you some clarity. In this net era, I wanted to reach you through the medium you are comfortable with.

Me: Tell me, why has life become complicated now?

God : Stop analyzing life. Just live it. Analysis is what makes it complicated.

Me: why are we then constantly unhappy?

God : Your today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday.You are worrying because you are analyzing. Worrying has become your habit. That's why you are not happy.

Me: But how can we not worry when there is so much uncertainty?

God : Uncertainty is inevitable, but worrying is optional.

Me: But then, there is so much pain due to uncertainty. .

God : Pain is inevitable able, but suffering is optional.

Me: If suffering is optional, why do good people always suffer?

God : Diamond cannot be polished without friction. Gold cannot be purified without fire. Good people go through trials, but don't suffer. With that experience their life become better not bitter.

Me: You mean to say such experience is useful?

God : Yes. In every terms, Experience is a hard teacher . She gives the test first and the lessons afterwards.

Me: But still, why should we go through such tests? Why cant we be free from problems?

God : Problems are Purposeful Roadblocks Offering Beneficial Lessons (to) Enhance Mental Strength. Inner strength comes from struggle and endurance, not when you! Are free from problems.

Me: Frankly in the midst of so many problems, we don't know where we are heading..

God : If you look outside you will not know where you are heading.Look inside. Looking outside, you dream. Looking inside, you awaken. Eyes provide sight. Heart provides insight.

Me: Sometimes not succeeding fast seems to hurt more than moving in the right direction. What should I do?

God : Success is a measure as decided by others. Satisfaction is a measure as decided by you. Knowing the road ahead is more satisfying than knowing you rode ahead. You work with the compass. Let others work with the clock.

Me: In tough times, how do you stay motivated?

God : Always look at how far you have come rather than how far you have to go. Always count your blessing, not what you are missing.

Me: What surprises you about people?

God : when they suffer they ask, "why me?" When they prosper, they never ask "Why me" Everyone wishes to have truth on their side, but few want to be on the side of the truth.

Me: Sometimes I ask, who am I, why am I here. I cant get the answer.

God : Seek not to find who you are, but to determine who you want to be. Stop looking for a purpose as to why you are here. Create it. Life is not a process of discovery but a process of creation.

Me: How can I get the best out of life?

God : Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear.

Me: One last question. Sometimes I feel my prayers are not answered.

God : There are no unanswered prayers. At times the answer is NO.

Me: Thank you for this wonderful chat.

God : Well. Keep the faith and drop the fear . Don't believe your doubts and doubt your beliefs. Life is a mystery to solve not a problem to resolve. Trust me. Life is wonderful if you know how to live. "Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that took our breath away!